A Big Shot’s Woman Is Wild and Fierce - Chapter 591
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Chapter 591: A Small Cufflink Brings Wen Xin Hope
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Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Don’t make that face. If you do things perfectly in the Independent State, you still have a chance to make up for it. Our boss is reasonable and won’t hold this small matter against you.”
Yan Qing’s reassurance sounded more like a warning, as if cautioning Wales that any poor performance in the Independent State could lead to being thrown into the sea to feed the sharks.
Wales straightened up and nodded seriously. He was determined to complete the tasks assigned by the Doll and seek leniency.
Yan Qing had arranged for a small plane that landed smoothly on the designated island.
As soon as Wen Xin got off the plane, she noticed that her phone had no signal. She frowned slightly, surprised to find such a place without any signal.
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“Yan Qing, do the nearby islands all lack signal?” Wen Xin asked, waving her phone in front of Yan Qing.
Yan Qing glanced at his phone and then remembered something, lightly tapping his forehead.
“These islands aren’t under the Independent State’s jurisdiction, but no one bothers with them. When the Independent State and Continent M had a network security cooperation, this place had network coverage. After the cooperation ended, there was no more network here.”
“That’s fine. Mark this location. When we reach the Independent State, send the coordinates to Mu Dong and have him arrange for people to search here and see if they find anything.”
Wen Xin looked around. There weren’t any buildings, but it couldn’t be ruled out that there might be tunnels or other hidden structures. She didn’t have time to investigate these possibilities, but she couldn’t overlook any potential clues.
She feared missing a critical detail that might lead to Mu Chengxi’s whereabouts.
At that moment, a small yacht docked at the shore. About five minutes later, several men in black disembarked and approached Wen Xin, bowing respectfully.
“Welcome home, Miss.”
“Didn’t my uncle tell you to drop the formalities? I don’t want to expose my identity. Treat me like an ordinary person.”
Wen Xin noticed the Tang family crest on their uniforms, which slightly eased her furrowed brows.
She turned to the others behind her and said softly, “Let’s go, we don’t have time to waste.”
Wen Xin and Yan Qing boarded the yacht. She noticed that the yacht’s insignia did not belong to the Tang family, which puzzled her.
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“Isn’t this yacht owned by the Tang family?”
“No, this yacht is for cargo runs and is rented. It doesn’t belong to any particular family. The family head said you didn’t want to expose your identity, so you’ll travel with the cargo. It just so happens that today’s shipment is on this yacht. Please bear with us, Miss.”
Hearing the explanation, Wen Xin calmly nodded. Since she chose to let Tang Zijun arrange things, she should trust him. She followed the men in black into the cargo hold of the yacht.
“Miss, we’ll have to inconvenience you and your friends. There’s facial recognition at the port. We can’t have you enter as staff, so you’ll have to hide in the cargo.”
The man’s tone was cautious. He had considered how to safely bring Wen Xin and her group in and decided this was the simplest method.
“It’s alright…” Wen Xin noticed something reflective in the deck’s gap. She instinctively walked over and picked up a small cufflink from the deck.
She clenched the cufflink tightly in her hand, not minding the pin pricking her palm.
She calmly returned to the group and nodded to the men in black, “Let’s not waste time. Get moving.”
“Very well, Miss, please follow us.” The men in black gestured politely, leading Wen Xin and the others to two large empty crates. “Please bear with us, Miss.”
Wen Xin didn’t hesitate. Carrying her backpack and laptop bag, she jumped into one of the wooden crates.
Seeing her quick action, Chu Yunxuan also jumped into Wen Xin’s crate. Yan Qing and Wales swiftly jumped into the other crate without hesitation.
With the four of them inside, the others began to secure the crates. Wen Xin could feel the yacht starting to move.
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As the noise around them faded, Chu Yunxuan turned on her phone’s flashlight and held Wen Xin’s hand, prying open her clenched fist to look at the cufflink before placing it back in Wen Xin’s other hand.
Noticing the blood on Wen Xin’s palm, Chu Yunxuan frowned.
“Is this cufflink Mu Chengxi’s?” Chu Yunxuan asked softly, taking a disinfectant wipe from her backpack to clean Wen Xin’s hand.
“Yes, it’s Chengxi’s.” Wen Xin smiled unconsciously. She didn’t know whether to feel happy or sad.
She was happy to finally have a clue about Mu Chengxi and could confirm he had been taken by people from the Independent State.
However, she was also sad, knowing that in the Independent State, Mu Chengxi would suffer greatly. The dirty methods used there had no limits. The Independent State appeared as a high-rise paradise, but its underbelly was filthy—a living hell.
She couldn’t imagine how much Mu Chengxi would suffer before she found him, or if she could safely get him out, or if he would survive until she did.
“Should we bring in the Chou Alliance and people from Continent M? If we’re searching, we might as well make a big noise…”
“No, the Independent State won’t allow outsiders in. If they know those people are here for Mu Chengxi, they’ll kill them to cover it up. They won’t hesitate despite Mu Chengxi’s status.”
“They believe the Independent State is the most powerful place in the world and see other forces as ants.”
“I don’t know where their confidence comes from, but it’s a fact that no one has dared to challenge the Independent State over the years.”
Wen Xin gently touched the diamond cufflink, feeling the “M” mark on the back, knowing it was uniquely Mu Chengxi’s.
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