CH 24

Mu Qingyan reacted very quickly, immediately grabbing the hand that held the short blade and punching the attacker in the stomach.

The black-clothed man who had ambushed Mu Qingyan winced in pain and staggered back two steps.

He struggled to break free but was unable to do so because Mu Qingyan’s strength was too great.

With a loud clang, the black-clothed man’s right hand was nearly crushed and the short blade in his hand fell to the ground.

Mu Qingyan kicked the blade away and then punched the black-clothed man hard in the face.

The man was knocked unconscious by the blow, two teeth falling out. He inwardly cursed his employer for describing Mu Qingyan as a weakling, and sending a novice like himself to deal with him. Clearly, Mu Qingyan was an experienced fighter, no less skilled than a half-professional killer like him.

He realized that he was the weakling, and that his organization should have sent his master to assassinate Mu Qingyan instead.

To save face, the black-clothed man attacked Mu Qingyan again.

Mu Qingyan, who hadn’t been in a fight for a long time, stretched his muscles and bones and fought back fiercely, causing the man to beg for mercy.

Within ten minutes, the black-clothed man was beaten to the ground and unable to move.

Mu Qingyan stepped on the man’s back, dialed his quick-dial on his phone and called for the security guards who were resting on the second floor lounge.

When the two security guards heard that someone had attacked Mu Qingyan, they were scared and rushed to the sixteenth floor, even though Mu’s voice on the phone was extremely calm.

Just then, Ji Liyun, humming a tune and carrying two bags of late-night snacks, arrived on the sixteenth floor.

But when he saw the unconscious security guard, his heart skipped a beat and he ran towards Mu Qingyan’s office as fast as he could.

Ji Liyun remembered clearly how he had felt when he saw the news of Mu Qingyan’s death before his rebirth, how he had felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife, how he had wished he could start all over again.

The feeling of icy blood churning in his chest, like falling into an abyss of despair.

He was afraid that death would appear before him again, and afraid that he would still lose Mu Qingyan after his rebirth.

But when he arrived outside the President’s office, he found that everything was completely different from what he had imagined

Mu Qingyan looked unscathed, while the black-clothed man on the ground was covered in bruises, his arm broken, and howling in pain.

The security guards arrived from another direction and restrained the already injured and immobilized black-clothed man, preventing him from escaping.

Ji Liyun walked up to Mu Qingyan, still a bit worried, and asked, “Are you okay?”

Mu Qingyan shook his head. “No.”

Before transmigrating, he was a professional actor who had studied martial arts and Sanda from a professional coach in order to perform well in action movies.

So this rookie killer had no lethal power in front of him at all.

In Ji Liyun’s memory, although Mu Qingyan was a bit delicate, he never fought. So he thought it was a timely arrival of the bodyguard who subdued the person who attacked Mu Qingyan.

Mu Qingyan raised his hand and gestured with his finger.

The bodyguard understood and dragged the man in black up from the ground like a chicken.

The man in black had his leg broken by Mu Qingyan and couldn’t stand properly. He was sweating profusely from the pain and crying out, “Ah! It hurts, it hurts!”

Mu Qingyan looked at him disdainfully and asked, “You came alone to kill me, without even a partner?”

The man in black was nervous and scared, his voice trembling, “No, I didn’t…”

He didn’t seem like he was lying.

Mu Qingyan said to one of the bodyguards, “Contact the security guards on other floors and have them turn on all the lights in the building, carefully search for any unknown individuals or objects.”

“Yes!”

Ji Liyun saw the short blade that had been kicked to the wall and frowned. He asked the man in black in a cold voice, “Who sent you?”

The man in black gritted his teeth, enduring the pain and the taste of blood in his mouth, and kept his lips tightly shut, refusing to answer.

Mu Qingyan sneered, “It seems that the person who sent you paid you a lot of hush money.”

The man in black, who had failed the assassination, thought Mu Qingyan was going to transfer money to buy him off. He stuck to his professional ethics and said firmly, “I won’t sell out my boss for just a few million!”

“Huh, you’re underestimating me.”

“Do you need to offer me tens of millions to buy me off?” The black-clad man with a pig face looked at the future inheritor of the Mu Group in front of him, his eyes shining.

Little did he know, Mu Qingyan immediately called 110: “Hello, I want to report a crime.”

The black-clad man: “…” I was wrong, I was really wrong!

Other rich heirs would spend a lot of money to hire assassins and find out who the mastermind was behind the scenes if they knew someone was trying to assassinate them. Why did Young Master Mu of the Mu family call the police directly instead of following the norm?

“Mr. Mu, Young Master Mu, please don’t call the police. I’ll talk, I’ll say everything!” The black-clad man shouted anxiously.

Mu Qingyan still looked disdainful, waving his hand: “Okay, go tell the police uncle then.”

“With all this commotion, we’re going to spend the night at the police station, and the police interview will surely take a long time to record.” Ji Liyun turned around to pick up the supper he had thrown aside earlier. “I wonder if these pan-fried buns have gone cold.”

Mu Qingyan, who had not eaten dinner and had also expended energy from the fight, had not felt hungry yet. However, when Ji Liyun opened the package of the supper, a fragrant smell wafted over, and her stomach immediately growled.

Ji Liyun carefully placed the pan-fried buns and beef soup on the table and asked, “Who do you think sent someone to kill you?”

“Only someone with a low IQ would send such a dumb and weak assassin.” Mu Qingyan laughed and took a bite of the pan-fried bun, clearly not affected by the attack.

Ji Liyun asked, “Could it be him?”

“Simple-minded and clumsy, who else could it be besides him?” Mu Qingyan raised his eyebrows.

“What are you going to do?” Ji Liyun asked again.

“Let the police handle it.” Mu Qingyan wiped the soup on the table with a tissue. “As far as I know, assassin organizations usually only tell their hired assassins who to kill, and they don’t know who hired them.”

“Moreover, this assassin is obviously a rookie and may not know much about the organization that hired him.”

Ji Liyun nodded. “Indeed, whether we use force or hand him over to the police, it won’t have much impact on Xing Hao. We just need to let him know that assassination won’t work.”

“Exactly.” Mu Qingyan continued to eat the pan-fried bun leisurely.

Compared to his previous pure affection, Ji Liyun’s current admiration for Mu Qingyan also included appreciation.

He watched as the other person had a good appetite, but still ate gracefully. Under the illumination of the light, his skin was like jade, and his eyebrows and eyes were beautiful.

Mu Qingyan raised his eyes and found that Ji Liyun was looking at him, seeming to be lost in thought. He asked, “What are you thinking about?”

Ji Liyun smiled and said, “I remember when we were kids, because our fathers were close, we always played together. Back then, you were several heads shorter than me and always liked to follow me and call me Brother Yun.”

Mu Qingyan didn’t deny it because it was indeed the case in his memory.

“I didn’t expect that after a few years abroad, you would be somewhat distant from me, always calling me Ji Liyun or President Ji.” Ji Liyun laughed helplessly.

Looking at the overbearing President in front of him being sentimental, Mu Qingyan didn’t know how to comfort him for a moment.

However, Ji Liyun quickly changed his expression, as if he didn’t care about this change, and only said, “But it’s good like this now. After all, you’ve grown up, and you’re not the little kid from ten years ago.”

Mu Qingyan chewed on a pan-fried bun and patted Ji Liyun’s shoulder comfortingly, “Yeah, that’s right. Even if I don’t call you Brother Yun anymore, we’re still good brothers!”

Ji Liyun gave a faint smile.

–I don’t want to be just brothers with you.

Soon, the police arrived at the MU Building, and after shooting and investigating the scene, they took them all to the police station to record their statements.

It wasn’t until after one o’clock in the middle of the night that Mu Qingyan and Ji Liyun walked out of the police station.

Mu Qingyan said to Ji Liyun, “My driver is here, let him take you home.”

“Okay.” Ji Liyun followed Mu Qingyan into the car.

The night was already deep, but S City’s nightlife had not ended, and the streets in the city center were still lively.

Mu Qingyan looked out the window without speaking. He liked the lively nights of international metropolises.

Ji Liyun asked, “I know that you were invited to many variety shows and movies recently, but why did you refuse them all?”

“I’m busy,” Mu Qingyan said bluntly.

“In fact, I can tell that you have a talent for acting, and you can try a few movies you like, just relax and don’t bury yourself in company affairs all day long.”

Mu Qingyan curled his lips. He was a national child star known to everyone before he transmigrated, and he had even won the Oscar for Best Actor. How could he not have talent for acting? He just wanted to experience a different life after transmigrating, so he didn’t want to deal with the entertainment circle too much.

Ji Liyun thought Mu Qingyan didn’t believe him and said, “You have your own fan club now, and the director of the drama you guest-starred in praised you many times and even gave you a nickname.”

“What nickname?” Mu Qingyan asked curiously.

Ji Liyun blinked, “One Take.”

Okay, this stage name is at least a recognition of their own abilities. Mu Qingyan made a face.

The Jishi Group has a wide range of businesses, including several companies in the cultural and entertainment industries. Among them, the most famous is the Shengguang Entertainment Company, which has produced many well-known movies and TV shows.

Mu Qingyan withdrew his gaze from the window and looked at Ji Liyun’s soft expression, slyly asking, “President Ji, are you trying to convince me to develop in the entertainment industry because you’ve already decided which role I should take?”

“I can’t hide it from you,” Ji Liyun gently rubbed Mu Qingyan’s fine hair on his head. “I’ll bring the script to you in a few days to discuss it in detail. It’s late today, let’s not talk about work.”

“You’re the one who brought it up first!”

Mu Qingyan smoothed out his hair that Ji Liyun had messed up and felt like he was being treated like a child. With a competitive spirit, he reached out and started messing up Ji Liyun’s hair.

Ji Liyun was 28 years old and it was the first time someone other than his family had ever messed up his hair. Especially after he became an adult, people were wary of him as the young master of the Jishi Group and were too busy flattering him to even touch him.

The kid has some nerve.

Ji Liyun refused to lose and reached out to mess up Mu Qingyan’s hair again. Mu Qingyan was quick to react. The two of them played around in the car, laughing recklessly.

It was as if they had returned to their teenage years ten years ago.

Author’s Note:

Paparazzi A: Why is the car that Xiao Mu and Manager Ji are sitting in shaking like that?

Paparazzi B: Could it be…

Paparazzi A: Could it be…

Paparazzi AB: Hehehehe.