Chapter 109: Whose Nightmare is Beginning? (First Update)

A single word from Xu Maoyan forced Xia Wan to stop in her tracks.

Only then did she suddenly realize what she had just done...

With her back to Xu Maoyan, Xia Wan's eyes, usually devoid of any expression, widened slightly. A trace of bewilderment and shock surfaced in the depths of her gaze.

*What... what am I doing?*

At the same time, Xu Maoyan took a few strides forward, grabbed Xia Wan by the wrist, and spun her around, dragging her back mercilessly.

Looking at the lifeless girl before him, who resembled a porcelain doll, he spoke, his tone filled with nothing but utter disgust.

"What kind of madness is this? Get into the office with me."

As he spoke, he flung Xia Wan roughly toward one side of the office, showing absolutely no tenderness or consideration.

Caught off guard, Xia Wan stumbled a few steps and finally lost her balance, crashing onto the assistant's desk nearby with a loud thud.

Fortunately, the assistant was out buying coffee for Xu Maoyan and was not present.

Xu Maoyan showed no concern and did not linger. He walked straight into his office, urging coldly and ruthlessly,

"Hurry up! What are you dawdling for?"

Xia Wan stood up and walked in.

Inside the office, the stack of medical records remained spread out on the coffee table, next to the half-written diagnostic report Xia Wan had been working on.

That was because Xu Maoyan had kicked her out immediately after receiving a strange phone call.

*A phone call?*

Xia Wan suddenly recalled Xu Maoyan's unusual behavior that day, and a sliver of doubt arose in her heart regarding those scandals about Mu Qingcheng.

While lost in thought, Xia Wan lightly tidied up the documents on the coffee table and finally realized that Mu Qing's medical record... was actually missing.

In other words, what she had just seen in the trash bag carried away by the cleaning lady... must have been Mu Qing's files.

*Why won't he treat Mu Qing?*

Utterly perplexed, Xia Wan knitted her brows, a rare expression for her.

In the next second, without a second thought, she looked up at Xu Maoyan, who was sitting in his chair playing video games, and asked,

"Why is there a document missing from here?"

"None of your business. Do your work."

"But I've already started reading that file. It belongs to Mu Qing, the second young master of the Mu family, doesn't it?"

"..."

Hearing this, Xu Maoyan looked up instantly.

His ferocious gaze, sharp as a steel blade, stabbed directly at Xia Wan.

...

Meanwhile, at the Mu residence, Ran Siya did not leave immediately after finishing breakfast.

Seeing that Elder Master Mu was in a good mood, she struck while the iron was hot, suggesting a game of Go with him to pass the time.

Elder Master Mu tried to pull Mu Qingcheng in to play as well.

However, Mu Qingcheng claimed she was still a bit tired and vaguely excused herself.

At that moment, Ran Siya stood behind the old man, her eyes filled with a triumphant gleam.

As soon as Mu Qingcheng finished speaking, she quickly chimed in,

"Grandpa, don't make things difficult for Qingcheng. Can't I play with you instead? Qingcheng indeed looks pale; it's better for her to rest more."

"Thank you, Sister Siya. Then I won't stand on ceremony."

With that, Mu Qingcheng took off her slippers and curled up on the sofa she had sat on the day before.

Ran Siya stared at her overly casual movements, slightly stunned.

This was the Mu residence of the Imperial Capital. Everyone knew that Elder Master Mu was extremely strict about etiquette and propriety. A display like Mu Qingcheng's was bound to anger the old man.

To her surprise, when Ran Siya cautiously glanced at Elder Master Mu, she found that not only was he not angry at all, but he even waved his hand to order a servant to bring a blanket for Mu Qingcheng.

"Thank you, Grandpa."

Mu Qingcheng smiled sweetly. After taking the blanket, she snuggled down on the sofa to doze off.

Ran Siya and the old man sat nearby playing Go, but they deliberately softened their movements with every move.

This only fueled the resentment burning in the eldest Miss Ran's heart.

Just then, Butler Ji walked over with hurried, anxious steps.

Looking at the scene, he was visibly hesitant.

The old man frowned and scolded,

"If you have something to say, speak up."

Butler Ji dared not hesitate any longer and could only speak directly,

"Old Master, Fifth Miss, this is bad. A group of people online are claiming that the news about your 'night rendezvous' was a false accusation, and they've started fighting with other netizens. Now... now..."

"What is it now, Uncle Ji?"

Mu Qingcheng fluttered her eyelids open to look at him.

Only to see Uncle Ji wiping the sweat dripping from his forehead as he said worriedly,

"Now a crowd of people has rushed to the hotel to live-stream a protest, demanding to check your... room registration records from that day!"