Wen Xin's bright eyes looked at Mu Chengxi and wanted him to analyze. Given what he knew about the Old Fox, if the Old Fox intended to make a move against Tan Xingyue, he wouldn't have waited until today.
Mu Chengxi gently pinched Wen Xin's cheek and raised his eyebrows at her, "Otherwise, should I go there myself?"
"You going there won't be of any use. I'll go see Wen Yunuo tomorrow and see how he plans to explain this situation to me."
As she spoke, Wen Xin rose from Mu Chengxi's lap, raised her eyebrows at him, "I'll handle tomorrow's matters myself; you just focus on your own things. If it really was him who took Tan Xingyue away, I'll make sure he obediently brings her back to me."
Wen Xin got up from the sofa and left without looking back, heading toward Mu Chengxi's study.
