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Ning Anran couldn’t feel the cold at this moment, only the despair of life.

Her life was completely ruined, humiliated by Mr. Xiaojiu’s subordinates like this, she couldn’t possibly return to Mr. Xiaojiu’s side.

She hated, hated Mu Xiaojiu for being so indifferent to her.

Hated Baili Xia even more; if it weren’t for this despicable woman, Mr. Xiaojiu would never treat her this way.

As night fell, the light in the dungeon vanished completely, becoming utterly dark.

Ning Anran groped around, picking up her clothes torn by those men from the table and putting them on.

Mr. Xiaojiu said that after the punishment, she would be thrown into the sea.

Could tomorrow be the end of her life?

…

Tonight, the weather was already somewhat gloomy, even less so without a trace of moonlight.

The sky was frighteningly dark.

Two beams of light pierced through the dark; a car slowly drove into a villa in the suburbs.

The car stopped in front of the villa, and Leng Yu immediately got out and opened the car door in the back seat.

Mu Xuri, seated in a wheelchair, got out from the modified vehicle by himself.

Without a moment’s delay, he maneuvered the wheelchair up the ramp at the villa entrance to the front door, raising his hand to press the doorbell.

The screen of the visual phone lit up briefly, the door clicked open in response.

Leng Yu opened the door and pushed Mu Xuri slowly inside.

The vast hall didn’t even have its lights on.

Only a faint beam of light shot out from the adjacent study.

Mu Xuri raised his chin slightly as Leng Yu pushed him towards the light.

Without knocking, they went straight in.

In the study, a tall figure had their back to the door, holding and smoking a cigarette.

“Sir, I’m here.”

Seeing this person, Mu Xuri acted especially respectful.

It wasn’t hard to hear a trace of fear in his voice.

“Hmm.” The person responded briefly.

He said nothing else, raising a hand and taking a deep drag from the cigarette.

After the smoke circulated once in his chest and abdomen, he exhaled it entirely through his nose, then extinguished the nearly burnt-out cigarette in the ashtray on the desk.

After finishing this, he turned around and looked at Mu Xuri lightly.

Leng Yu, upon seeing him, was momentarily taken aback.

This person was nearly middle-aged, but had a delicate face, appearing particularly youthful.

It was clear that he was definitely handsome in his youth.

If Baili Xia and Xiaoxiao were here, they’d be even more shocked.

This person distinctly resembled the deceased tall man in black, You Tian!

And Xiaoxiao would certainly recognize him as the man in black who talked to Mu Xuri on the hill.

The man sat behind the desk, his sharp gaze landing on Mu Xuri, causing an inexplicable chill to rise in Mu Xuri’s body.

But he couldn’t afford to care about that now; at this point, only relying on this man in black gave him a chance to topple Mu Xiaojiu.

“Sir, I can’t control Mu Corporation anymore.”

“Mu Xiaojiu used some method to make the other shareholders listen to him.”

The man merely listened without any response, his face as usual calm.

He had already received news of all these matters, there was no need for Mu Xuri to report here.

Mu Xuri frowned; although this person had always been cold, he wouldn’t normally ignore his words.

Unconsciously, a sense of ominous premonition arose within him.

Pausing for a moment, he continued: “But this isn’t the end of the world, as long as I can control Mu Xiaojiu, I still have the chance to reclaim Mu Corporation.”

The man lifted his brow, his gaze becoming even colder.

“Do you think you still have a chance to return to Mu Corporation?”

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