If there were a kiss mark here, it would definitely be prett

eck on his handsome face, "Little Uncle, I already kissed you, won't you be angry anymore"Hearing the little girl's voice soft and sweet, the coldness between the man's brows dissipated.Okay, get to w...Wei Zhiye mobilized all his resources and after a week of investigation in the imperial capital, he finally had some leads. He immediately called Mu Xing, "My dear leader, there's progress."

Mu Xing was just about to go to the study to find Fu Lingxiao when she received a call and stopped in her tracks. "What is it"

Wei Zhiye said: "Fifteen years ago, Fu Zong, that is, Fu Lingxiao's father, submitted an anonymous accusation. The content of the accusation was unknown, but soon after, Fu Zong and his family had a car accident abroad. Fu Zong and his wife died instantly."

On the same day, a fire broke out at the Mu family's residence, resulting in the death of all its members. Aside from both incidents occurring on the same day, no other connections between the two families could be found.

The connections between the two incidents make it difficult not to suspect that they are related to the anonymous report.

Mu Xing asked, "Can you find out the contents of the complaint letter"

"I tried, but couldn't find anything. All the news about that year was suppressed. I managed to find this much, which is already pretty good, leader! Praise me!"

Switching seamlessly between serious and witty is Wei Zhipin's regular operation.

Mu Xing was too lazy to pay him any mind, "What about the Black Domain How's the investigation going"

"The people I sent out haven't given me any news. The Fu and Mu families can only find out this much. I'm planning to head to the Black Domain myself this afternoon. Lord Leader, would you like to have dinner with me before I go"

"I'm busy, I'll buy it myself. You eat yours."

Mu Xing hung up the phone and transferred 100,000 yuan to Wei Zhiye.

The next second, he sent me a message: “Thank you, dear sponsor!”

Mu Xing put away her phone and walked towards the study.

Here in the study.

Yun Tuo respectfully stood before the desk and reported to Fu Ye, “Neither Situ nor Pei Rang has sent any news. The friend of Miss Mu Xing that night took people directly to Country M and has been staying there ever since, with no other movements. They are probably waiting for something.”

It's M Country again.

Fu Lingxiao leaned against the sofa, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest, his eyes dark. "Send more people to follow him, perhaps there will be unexpected gains."

"Yes."

Yun Tuo immediately withdrew from the study, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Mu Xing slowly walking towards him from the hallway.

A hint of a smile appeared on his resolute face. “Miss Mu Xing.”

"Miss Mu Xing"

Mu Xing walked to Yun Tuo's face, her slender eyebrows slightly raised, and looked at him with a half-smile. "Why don't you call Miss Gu anymore En You used to call it quite smoothly, never getting it wrong once."

“……”

Now the little cutie is not to be trifled with!

"Oh, Mr. Fu has given the order, and I dare not disobey. I apologize to you here, Miss Mu Xing, please forgive me."

Yun Tuo bowed respectfully.

Seeing this unyielding, tough-as-nails man lower his head, Mu Xing stopped teasing him. "Just kidding, Uncle Yuntuo, you're taking it too seriously."

Hearing "Uncle Yuntuo," instantly brought back memories for Yuntuo three years ago. His emotions were stirred, and for a moment, he almost choked up.

No, facing the adorable little guy again, he was about to cry!

"Miss Mu Xing, I have something else to do. I'll go busy first."

Having said that, he strode away quickly, afraid that slowing down would damage his tough guy image.

Mu Xing watched his retreating figure, a smile playing on her lips. She took a step and entered the study.

As soon as she stepped in, her eyes met the man sitting on the sofa. The man had obviously heard her conversation with Yuntuo outside the door, a smile playing on his lips, "Quite vengeful, aren't you"

"Yes, I'm very stingy."

Mu Xing walked over in high heels, before she could even stand still, Fu Lingxiao scooped her up by the waist and carried her to sit on his lap. "Is that so Let me see, how petty is my baby"

Mùxīng was wearing a slip dress today. Her fair skin was set off by the light green color, making her look like ice and jade. The thin straps hung on her slender shoulders, revealing her beautiful collarbone without a doubt.

At first glance, he was drawn to her beautiful collarbone.

The gaze fell upon her delicate face. Lightly made up, she was already exceptionally beautiful. She had a cold and aloof temperament, yet her plump, moist red lips added a hint of desire.

"Xiaqi didn't see the stinginess, only the beauty."

Dazzlingly beautiful.

Fu Lingxiao's long fingers brushed over Mu Xing's delicate face, landing on her collarbone. His fingertips gently rubbed, "If I leave a kiss mark here, it would definitely be more beautiful."

In the past, he would have kissed her without hesitation.

But now it's impossible, Xing'er has been very sad ever since Yu Rong's death. It wasn't until yesterday that her mood improved slightly. He needs to be more considerate of her feelings and cannot let her feel that he has any disrespect for her.

Mu Xing could naturally feel her uncle's restraint. Not only today, but these past few days, he had been especially careful around her. He would simply hug her and nothing further.

She gazed into his deep eyes and initiated a kiss upon his thin lips.

Fu Lingxiao's eyes moved, wanting to press down and return the kiss, but the girl suddenly stepped back, her slender fingers lightly pressing on his lips. "Don't move, I want to take your pulse."

Fu Lingxiao suppressed the urge to kiss her forcefully, but the ripples stirred in his heart by that light touch couldn't settle down.

He gazed at her moist red lips, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily.

I miss you so much, what can I do

Mu Xing averted her eyes, dodging the man's scorching gaze. Her fingertips rested on his wrist, probing his pulse, and her brows furrowed slightly.

Compared to yesterday, Uncle Xiao's pulse was noticeably stronger. This rate of recovery is obviously abnormal, but given his current physical condition, he should be able to have one last acupuncture session for his eyes.

Mu Xing retracted her hand and said, "Little uncle, tonight we'll have our final acupuncture treatment. After this, your eyes will be completely recovered."

Fu Lingxiao heard this and finally moved his gaze away from Mu Xing's lips, a slight lift to his thin lips, "Good."

Now he can see, but it's blurry. If his vision fully recovers, things would be much easier for him.

Mu Xing thought of what Wei Zhishi had investigated, and asked him: "Uncle, my people found out that before your father's car accident, he sent an anonymous letter of accusation upwards. Do you know about this"

"Okay."

That accusatory letter was now locked in the drawer.

Fu Lingxiao pursed his thin lips, "I've seen that denouncement letter. My father denounced a food company for failing to meet hygiene standards, nothing special really. I left it in the office, if you want to see it, I can bring it back tomorrow."

"I thought our two families were in trouble because of that anonymous letter. Since you've ruled it out, then we don't need to worry about it."

Mu Xing had not the slightest bit of doubt.

The look of complete trust made Fu Lingxiao feel guilty. He had betrayed Xing'er's trust again.

He didn't want to lie to her, but he couldn't bear to let her face those cruel pieces of evidence.

The image of his father was as imposing as a mountain; its collapse would be like the heavens and earth splitting apart. It was something Xing'er couldn't bear, and he didn't want to see her suffer.

Until all the truth came to light, he couldn't tell her.

Fu Lingxiao secretly clenched his hand, nonchalantly changing the subject, "By the way, Xing'er, you haven't told me why you changed your name to Gu Yan and why you established the 'Yan Fei' organization."

The super fierce, full-level little cutie of Daddy Fu who fights.about her.An eighteen-year-old girl, her face flushed red, solemnly declared that she would take responsibility for him. Every expression of hers was so earnest that one couldn't help but want to give...