117 Very well, I will follow your lead (Late Night Chapter)

“Fourth Brother, is she yours?”
On the sofa, Mu Qingcheng leaned slightly closer to the silent Mu Yao and asked softly.
Mu Yao glanced sideways and shook his head decisively.
“No.”
“...”
Mu Qingcheng looked puzzled at the graceful and captivating figure not far away, her brows furrowing slightly.
At that moment, Mu Yao suddenly patted her shoulder meaningfully and said,
“But with her here, there’s no need to involve the Mu family. Just stay calm and let things be.”
“...But I don’t need that.”
“Ah, Qingcheng...”
Mu Qingcheng pressed her lips together, a hint of resistance showing on her delicate face.
She didn’t seem to like the feeling of someone insisting on helping her.
After speaking, she stood up directly.
The four Mu brothers exchanged glances.
Mu Jingchi wanted to follow suit but was held back by Mu Qing and Mu Zongxing simultaneously.
“Behave yourself. Qingcheng knows what she’s doing.”
“Jingchi, listen to your second brother. Besides, we’re all here, Qingcheng won’t lose out.”
“...Huff...hmm.”
Mu Jingchi’s gaze remained fixed on the figure that had been occupying his heart. Although reluctant, he suppressed the impulse within and sat still.

Although Mu Jingchi was deeply concerned for Mu Qingcheng, as the CEO of the group, his mind remained clear and rational.
Recalling Qingcheng’s usual way of handling matters, he felt somewhat reassured.
At this moment, the elderly patriarch of the Mu family spoke rarely,
“You brat, sit still. If you upset Qingcheng, you’ll regret it.”
“Understood.”
Mu Jingchi exhaled sharply and settled down obediently.
However, the conversation among the grandfather and grandsons stirred unease in someone who had been sidelined.
What was supposed to be a straightforward matter was now spiraling beyond the original plan.
Everything had become unpredictable.
Now, the only one to rely on was... that person!

Meanwhile, in front of the reporters,
Although Chu Bai still wore a faint smile, a subtle trace of displeasure emanated from her.
To the reporters, she was as formidable as Mu Yao, the fourth master of the Mu family.
Known for being difficult and cunning, her words were airtight; she often turned the tide by exposing reporters’ weaknesses and pursuing the matter relentlessly.
Seeing her anger now, the reporters hesitated, but given the situation, someone gritted their teeth and said,
“Boss Chu, this is a Mu family affair. Isn’t it inappropriate for you to get involved so openly?”
“I...”
Before Chu Bai could answer, Mu Qingcheng had already stepped beside her.
She patted Chu Bai’s shoulder, nodded, and said,
“Chu Bai, they’re right. You don’t have to go this far for me.”
Chu Bai turned back at the sound, hesitated for a good two or three seconds, then suddenly stepped close to Mu Qingcheng.
Through her thick black-rimmed glasses, she looked deeply into her eyes.
A smile curved at the corner of her lips, full of ambiguous warmth, and she said softly and cleverly,
“All right, I’ll follow your lead, Miss Mu.”
“...”
With that, she took a step back, as graceful and bewitching as a white rose, leaning sideways against the sofa’s backrest, and addressed the reporters,
“Since Miss Mu has spoken, I really shouldn’t press further.”
Seeing the reporters visibly relax, Chu Bai shook her head and, feigning great regret, suddenly added,
“Lastly, consider this a free hint from me.
I can now say with certainty that the name you’re looking for...
is not Miss Mu’s.”
The reporters were stunned.
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