Feng Yuting left in a hurry.
The news that Ling Qianhe’s brother, who had been in a vegetative state, had woken up was very important to him.
Meanwhile, Lu Yuanhang rushed into the conference room, his face contorted with rage as he glared at Lin Muxi, his complexion turning green with anger.
“What kind of nonsense have you been spouting, you little brat?”
He gesticulated wildly, appearing utterly beside himself with fury.
Lin Muxi looked at the man who was aggressively confronting her, a faint smile playing on her lips. She then retorted.
“Are you afraid I’ll offend Mr. Feng?”
Lu Yuanhang gritted his teeth.
“Lin Muxi, don’t you dare act recklessly without knowing your limits. The outside world is vast and complex. Don’t you dare bring those crooked methods you use in the entertainment industry here, Lin Muxi, I’m warning you…”
Lin Muxi, however, interrupted him with a blank expression.
“So?”
“Are you genuinely concerned about me as your daughter, or are you just furious because the business deal didn't go through and you didn't make money?”
Lin Muxi looked at him.
Lu Yuanhang, usually refined and courteous, felt as if he had been doused with a bucket of cold water the moment the girl looked at him.
He stammered, “It’s all for your own good! I’m your father, how could I harm you?”
“Your father-in-law called and said he wants you to take control of the entire Lin family. This is… this is utter madness!”
Lu Yuanhang was truly furious. The young girl’s eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings as she lowered her head, looking at the stones by the roadside.
“How do you know I can’t do it?”
She smiled, a hint of mockery mixed with overwhelming disdain.
“Lu Yuanhang, you are a good-for-nothing. But I am not.”
“I am the one who will lead the Lin family to greater heights.”
As Lin Muxi got into the car, Uncle Li watched her as she walked away.
Uncle Li remained silent for a long moment, then sighed.
“Miss, please don’t be too sad.”
He had seen the earlier argument between Lu Yuanhang and Lin Muxi.
This was why he offered Lin Muxi comfort.
Lin Muxi shook her head.
“I’ve never been sad. It’s not worth being sad over a scumbag who doesn’t even respect me or my mother.”
The system spoke in Lin Muxi’s mind, eager to stir up trouble.
“Host, let me remind you, this driver, Old Li, is no ordinary person either.”
Lin Muxi froze.
“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”
The system feigned innocence.
“Well, you didn’t ask, did you?”
Lin Muxi had had enough of the system.
“This driver of the Lin family, Old Li, has an unusual background. So, what is his identity?”
The system immediately put on an act again.
“This requires points for exchange~”
Lin Muxi rolled her eyes.
“Here, take it!”
“How much?”
The system was ecstatic.
“Ten points, that’s all! Am I generous and honest?”
Lin Muxi just wanted to beat it up!
The system accepted the points.
Immediately, a new character frame appeared in front of Lin Muxi, displaying Uncle Li’s avatar with his identity information next to it.
Li Fugui.
Male. Forty-three years old. Retired special forces soldier. Has participated in multiple UN peacekeeping operations.
Proficient with firearms: Desert Eagle.
Proficient with bladed weapons: Butterfly Twin Blades.
S-class level operative.
Level nine combat skills. Disciple of Chen-style Tai Chi.
Extremely dangerous! Recommended that the host establish a good relationship with him.
Lin Muxi was stunned and asked the system,
“Why would someone like this work as a driver?”
The system coughed.
“There’s a reason for that, of course. And strictly speaking, he's not just here to be a driver; he's also here to protect you and your mother.”
Lin Muxi was still very perplexed.
“Did my maternal grandfather save his life?”
However, Lin Muxi did not expect that this possibility was also immediately denied by the system.
“That’s not the reason.”
“Oh, Host, don’t ask so many questions!”
“You’ll find out later.”
The system, unusually, acted coy and insisted on keeping things a secret.
Lin Muxi remained somewhat puzzled. Uncle Li continued to drive steadily. Looking at the back of his head, Lin Muxi suddenly felt as if she were facing an immortal master.
Uncle Li turned his head and gave a simple, honest smile.
“Miss, we’ve arrived.”
“Got it.”
The feeling of facing an immortal master was completely dispelled by that honest, somewhat foolish demeanor.
Lin Muxi pursed her lips. As she got out of the car, Uncle Li waited behind her until she was out before lighting a cigarette. He watched her retreating figure, his eyes filled with doting tenderness.
Across from Lin Muxi, the Film Empress, dressed in a professional suit, was waiting for her.
“Xiao Ci, is that you?”
Lin Muxi hummed in response. The Film Empress, Zhao Lan, affectionately placed her hand on Lin Muxi’s shoulder.
“Come in.”
It was a small private room. On the sofa sat a person Lin Muxi had not expected.
Her heart skipped a beat. Lin Muxi even felt the urge to turn and flee at that moment, but she held back. She stood her ground. The young man on the sofa looked up at her and nodded slightly.
Although Zhao Lan was a Film Empress, she had excellent character and was quite enthusiastic towards juniors.
“You should know him, right? The pride of our Huaguo, Film Emperor Ling Qianhe.”
“I heard he’s a mentor in the program you’re participating in?”
Lin Muxi bit her tongue, forcing herself to stay lucid.
“Mm.”
Zhao Lan’s voice became more relaxed and cheerful.
“Then you’re already acquainted. Qianhe is going to make a cameo appearance in the film, and your scenes are all related to him.”
Lin Muxi suddenly looked up. The handsome young man leaned closer to her. His voice, polite yet distant, perfectly portrayed the image of a young Film Emperor.
“Xiao Ci, I’m Qianhe. We’ve met on other occasions. We’ll be collaborating later, so please guide me.”
Lin Muxi’s body was slightly stiff.
The system said,
“See? You are destined to be entangled with him.”
Lin Muxi thought to herself,
“Wasn’t he dealing with his brother’s vegetative state? How can he have time to make a cameo appearance in a film?”
“Doesn’t this guy have too much energy?”