Translator: Iris Guo
Mu Jiuyue squinted and looked at the man in front of her. She was about to explode with anger.
‘Hmm... Is this a threat?’
"We should correct it if there is a mistake, but I don't know where I did wrong." She squinted and took a backward step with a fake smile on her face. "On the contrary, it was you, Uncle Su, that sent me such a big gift. It's impolite not to make a return for what one receives. Therefore, today, I also prepared a big gift for you."
Mu Jiuyue turned, walked to the back of her Masarati car, opened the trunk, and took out a bomb. This was what Su Feng’ao forced her to do.
Su Feng’ao’s handsome face turned serious the moment he saw that heavy thing. In a cold voice, he said, "Mu Jiuyue, what are you doing?"
"Uncle Su, you are so kind to me. I can’t think of a better favor in return.”
Mu Jiuyue was trying to pull the blasting fuse of the bomb and shouting to the inside of the villa, "People inside listen up, I'm going to throw the explosives. Remember to hide away! You should blame Su Feng’ao for this if you are hurt or crippled…”
This was her grudge against Su Feng’ao. She had always distinguished hate and love clearly and never hurt the innocent.
Mu Jiuyue then pulled the blasting fuse and threw it to the villa!
There was a bang, a loud explosion, and the whole ground shook...
The driver was dumbstruck. He did not expect that this third daughter of the Mu family was capable of throwing a bomb alone to people’s house...
He wiped his cold sweat. "Sir, I'm going to have Miss Mu stopped..."
"No."Su Feng’ao closed his eyes. The blood veins on his forehead vibrated violently. Then he leaned lazily on his seat. His thin lips slightly lifted, and three words came out between the icy lips, "Let her blow."
Before he finished his words, there was another "bang!”. A hole appeared in the wall of the villa!
The driver looked at the ruined villa. Cold sweat on his forehead kept falling.
Bang Bang Bang!
There were repeated explosions, from the glass to the wall, to the lawn of garden. The whole villa was suddenly too terrible to look at...
Su Feng’ao found Mu Jiuyue stopped after throwing more than ten explosives in a row, and he coldly laughed out, "Why stop? No more bombing?"
"I’m a little tired, wait for me to recover." She squinted and casually replied. "I asked people to prepare a carload of explosives."
A carload? Flames of fury were shown in Su Feng’ao’s eyes.
Mu Jiuyue was going to continue. Suddenly the mobile phone rang up. She answered the call and there came the housekeeper’s anxious voice, "Miss Mu, something serious happened to Mu family. Please come back soon!"
“What can happen?” Mu Jiuyue twitched her lips with an unconcerned look.
‘It must have been the rumor that I was dumped at my wedding. Grandfather is trying to get me back and punish me!’
She replied lazily, “Will we, the Mus, go bankrupt?”
"Miss Mu, you did not guess wrong. The Mus went bankrupt!" There was some worry in the old housekeeper's voice.
Mu Jiuyue helplessly sighed. ‘Grandpa is really out of mind. What a bad idea this is to trick me into going back! We, the Mu Family, are one of the four richest families in City A. I have more money than I could spend in my lifetime.’
‘Bankrupt? It’s a more daunting mission to accomplish than my marriage.’
She wanted to hang up the phone. Then she had the thought of going back as her grandpa must be so furious that he could tell such a big lie to get her back. In case he would be too angry, she had better go back and check on him…
Mu Jiuyue’s eyes were squinted. She casually threw the explosives to the trunk, got into her car, and drove away. She didn’t care about the ruins behind...
In the back seat of the Rolls Royce, the man rolled his eyes and his deep voice was chilling. "Calculate the damage and deliver the bill to her in person."
The driver wiped the cold sweat silently and answered yes.
At this moment in the mansion of the Mu Family, Mu Jiuyue was thrown out by the bodyguard, together with a pink panther pillow and a suitcase.
The bodyguard said fiercely. "Miss Mu, this is not the house of the Mu Family anymore. Please stay away from it. Otherwise, don't blame me for treating you badly."
With a loud bang, the iron fence gate was slammed shut.
The old housekeeper alongside hurriedly helped her up, "Miss Mu, are you ok?"
"I'm fine."Mu Jiuyue climbed up from the ground and looked at the middle-aged man next to her. "Steward. Qin, where is grandpa? Why doesn’t he answer my phone call? What's going on?"
"In fact, the company's accounts went wrong a long time ago. The master hasn’t told you that since he didn’t want you to worry about it."
The housekeeper took a look at her. "Last month, the company could hardly continue to be operated. The master sold everything he could sell, but it was still not enough, so the master... ran away..."
"What?" Mu Jiuyue goggled and she was in disbelief. After a moment of silence, she picked up the pink panther pillow and the suitcase. Then she was about to go. "Tell me now, where is grandpa? I will go to him immediately! "
Her grandpa had run away. There must be a serious issue. Although she had a thick waist, her shoulder was too thin to carry this burden.
Steward Qin stopped her. "Miss Mu, the master said that you should stay in City A to deal with the creditor, and he will come back to pick you up when he finds out a solution."
Mu Jiuyue stopped, "Creditor?"
"Yes." The housekeeper nodded. "It's your ex-fiancé, Mr. Su Feng’ao."
Mu Jiuyue froze for a few seconds. "Hahaha..." She laughed and patted the shoulder of Steward Qin. "Steward. Qin, you are so funny, you must be kidding me? Hahaha..."
She was lucky for most of her life. She couldn’t believe that God of Bad Luck favored her so much this time. She blasted Su Feng’ao’s house with explosives just less than an hour ago, while now he became her biggest creditor?
The housekeeper looked at her silently. Mu Jiuyue's smile gradually became stiff. For her, except this man Su Fengao, anyone would be okay.
Mu Jiuyue turned around with the suitcase and walked away. "You tell grandpa that you have never seen me."
Translator: Iris Guo
Mu Jiuyue squinted and looked at the man in front of her. She was about to explode with anger.
‘Hmm... Is this a threat?’
"We should correct it if there is a mistake, but I don't know where I did wrong." She squinted and took a backward step with a fake smile on her face. "On the contrary, it was you, Uncle Su, that sent me such a big gift. It's impolite not to make a return for what one receives. Therefore, today, I also prepared a big gift for you."
Mu Jiuyue turned, walked to the back of her Masarati car, opened the trunk, and took out a bomb. This was what Su Feng’ao forced her to do.
Su Feng’ao’s handsome face turned serious the moment he saw that heavy thing. In a cold voice, he said, "Mu Jiuyue, what are you doing?"
"Uncle Su, you are so kind to me. I can’t think of a better favor in return.”
Mu Jiuyue was trying to pull the blasting fuse of the bomb and shouting to the inside of the villa, "People inside listen up, I'm going to throw the explosives. Remember to hide away! You should blame Su Feng’ao for this if you are hurt or crippled…”
This was her grudge against Su Feng’ao. She had always distinguished hate and love clearly and never hurt the innocent.
Mu Jiuyue then pulled the blasting fuse and threw it to the villa!
There was a bang, a loud explosion, and the whole ground shook...
The driver was dumbstruck. He did not expect that this third daughter of the Mu family was capable of throwing a bomb alone to people’s house...
He wiped his cold sweat. "Sir, I'm going to have Miss Mu stopped..."
"No."Su Feng’ao closed his eyes. The blood veins on his forehead vibrated violently. Then he leaned lazily on his seat. His thin lips slightly lifted, and three words came out between the icy lips, "Let her blow."
Before he finished his words, there was another "bang!”. A hole appeared in the wall of the villa!
The driver looked at the ruined villa. Cold sweat on his forehead kept falling.
Bang Bang Bang!
There were repeated explosions, from the glass to the wall, to the lawn of garden. The whole villa was suddenly too terrible to look at...
Su Feng’ao found Mu Jiuyue stopped after throwing more than ten explosives in a row, and he coldly laughed out, "Why stop? No more bombing?"
"I’m a little tired, wait for me to recover." She squinted and casually replied. "I asked people to prepare a carload of explosives."
A carload? Flames of fury were shown in Su Feng’ao’s eyes.
Mu Jiuyue was going to continue. Suddenly the mobile phone rang up. She answered the call and there came the housekeeper’s anxious voice, "Miss Mu, something serious happened to Mu family. Please come back soon!"
“What can happen?” Mu Jiuyue twitched her lips with an unconcerned look.
‘It must have been the rumor that I was dumped at my wedding. Grandfather is trying to get me back and punish me!’
She replied lazily, “Will we, the Mus, go bankrupt?”
"Miss Mu, you did not guess wrong. The Mus went bankrupt!" There was some worry in the old housekeeper's voice.
Mu Jiuyue helplessly sighed. ‘Grandpa is really out of mind. What a bad idea this is to trick me into going back! We, the Mu Family, are one of the four richest families in City A. I have more money than I could spend in my lifetime.’
‘Bankrupt? It’s a more daunting mission to accomplish than my marriage.’
She wanted to hang up the phone. Then she had the thought of going back as her grandpa must be so furious that he could tell such a big lie to get her back. In case he would be too angry, she had better go back and check on him…
Mu Jiuyue’s eyes were squinted. She casually threw the explosives to the trunk, got into her car, and drove away. She didn’t care about the ruins behind...
In the back seat of the Rolls Royce, the man rolled his eyes and his deep voice was chilling. "Calculate the damage and deliver the bill to her in person."
The driver wiped the cold sweat silently and answered yes.
At this moment in the mansion of the Mu Family, Mu Jiuyue was thrown out by the bodyguard, together with a pink panther pillow and a suitcase.
The bodyguard said fiercely. "Miss Mu, this is not the house of the Mu Family anymore. Please stay away from it. Otherwise, don't blame me for treating you badly."
With a loud bang, the iron fence gate was slammed shut.
The old housekeeper alongside hurriedly helped her up, "Miss Mu, are you ok?"
"I'm fine."Mu Jiuyue climbed up from the ground and looked at the middle-aged man next to her. "Steward. Qin, where is grandpa? Why doesn’t he answer my phone call? What's going on?"
"In fact, the company's accounts went wrong a long time ago. The master hasn’t told you that since he didn’t want you to worry about it."
The housekeeper took a look at her. "Last month, the company could hardly continue to be operated. The master sold everything he could sell, but it was still not enough, so the master... ran away..."
"What?" Mu Jiuyue goggled and she was in disbelief. After a moment of silence, she picked up the pink panther pillow and the suitcase. Then she was about to go. "Tell me now, where is grandpa? I will go to him immediately! "
Her grandpa had run away. There must be a serious issue. Although she had a thick waist, her shoulder was too thin to carry this burden.
Steward Qin stopped her. "Miss Mu, the master said that you should stay in City A to deal with the creditor, and he will come back to pick you up when he finds out a solution."
Mu Jiuyue stopped, "Creditor?"
"Yes." The housekeeper nodded. "It's your ex-fiancé, Mr. Su Feng’ao."
Mu Jiuyue froze for a few seconds. "Hahaha..." She laughed and patted the shoulder of Steward Qin. "Steward. Qin, you are so funny, you must be kidding me? Hahaha..."
She was lucky for most of her life. She couldn’t believe that God of Bad Luck favored her so much this time. She blasted Su Feng’ao’s house with explosives just less than an hour ago, while now he became her biggest creditor?
The housekeeper looked at her silently. Mu Jiuyue's smile gradually became stiff. For her, except this man Su Fengao, anyone would be okay.
Mu Jiuyue turned around with the suitcase and walked away. "You tell grandpa that you have never seen me."
