Mr. Mu Proposed Again Today
Chapter 648 - 646: Is This How You Treat Your Guests?_1

Chapter 648: Chapter 646: Is This How You Treat Your Guests?_1

The others, seeing someone start without even a word of greeting, immediately gathered around, "Hey? Second Brother, how can you start without saying anything?"

Zhao Shushu saw these people crowding around her, and tears immediately flowed from her eyes—those people’s gazes were like those of vicious wolves!

"Oh... little sister, don’t cry... we are all very gentle..."

Just as they were about to extend their hands to free Zhao Shushu from under the table and carry her to another room, the silent Xiaoxiao suddenly spoke up.

"I want to see your boss Yang Xiang..."

The men, numbered in the sevens and eights, instantly stopped teasing Zhao Shushu, stood up, and turned their heads to look at Xiaoxiao.

"Why do you want to see our boss Yang Xiang?" the man called Second Brother spoke.

"I want to talk to him about something," Xiaoxiao said confidently.

They actually enjoyed dealing with Xiaoxiao’s type the most, but since she belonged to Mu Zisu, they wouldn’t dare lay a finger on her.

"Whatever you want to talk about, you can talk to me..." Second Brother said.

Xiaoxiao raised an eyebrow, "Are you in charge?" It wasn’t really a matter of whether they were in charge or not; these men were in high spirits and definitely wouldn’t want to let go of Zhao Shushu. But their boss was a different story.

Second Brother’s temples twitched, clearly upset by Xiaoxiao’s remark.

He huffed and instructed the person next to him, "Number Eight, go tell Yang Xiang..."

"Alrighty... going right now..."

After that person walked out of the room, the only sound in the house was the sobbing of Zhao Shushu sitting on the ground. She was filled with regret—her insides twisting in anguish. If there were a pill for regret, she would never agree to work for these people, even if it killed her!

Shortly after, Yang Xiang came in with the man, glanced at Zhao Shushu on the ground, and then turned his gaze to Xiaoxiao.

"What exactly do you want to discuss with me, Miss?" Yang Xiang’s tone was rather polite.

Xiaoxiao pondered for a moment, "What do you want in exchange for me and Mu Zisu?"

Yang Xiang raised his eyebrows; he hadn’t expected her to be so composed and still thinking about such questions.

"Actually, it’s not a difficult task. For Mu Zisu, it might just be a snap of the fingers..."

Xiaoxiao sneered inwardly, "A snap of the fingers that requires such a grand affair from you?"

Yang Xiang immediately laughed out loud, "Miss, you jest. Without such a grand affair, how could we have the honor of inviting you here for a cup of tea?"

Xiaoxiao cursed inwardly, his words were so slick—surely another sly fox!

"I’ve been here for so long, and I haven’t even had a sip of tea, much less water. Is this your hospitality?"

Yang Xiang hadn’t expected this young girl to be so sharp-tongued.

"Heh, I was too busy and forgot, my negligence. Number Three, why don’t you quickly untie Miss..."

Number Three immediately approached with a chuckle, "Yes, Boss Yang..."

Anyway, it was just a blind girl; letting her loose wouldn’t change anything—they didn’t expect her to be capable of doing anything.

Finally free from her restraints, but it didn’t really make a difference to Xiaoxiao. Blind and unable to see, whatever she wanted to do was beyond her reach. So, she had to rely on Zhao Shushu...

"You haven’t told me yet, what do you want to exchange me and Mu Zisu for?" Xiaoxiao continued to ask while moving her limbs to feel the regained freedom.

Yang Xiang didn’t hide it, stating plainly, "For a person..."

"For a person?" Xiaoxiao slightly frowned; she had thought it was not about money, but she hadn’t expected that it was actually for an exchange of persons.

However, who could Mu Zisu exchange for?

"Who is it?"

"My child..." Yang Xiang added.

Xiaoxiao was confused, his child? How could his child be swapped for Mu Zisu?

"Who is your child?" Xiaoxiao was very curious about the details.

But Yang Xiang just chuckled, "Once Mu Zisu picks you up, you’ll naturally find out..."

Xiaoxiao snorted softly in her heart, sure enough, he was a sly old fox.

"Did you ask to see me just to talk about this?"

Xiaoxiao gave a slight smile, "I’d like to borrow a person from you..."

Yang Xiang raised an eyebrow, "Who?"

"Her... Zhao Shushu..." Xiaoxiao followed the sound and gestured with her hand.

This time, it wasn’t just Yang Xiang, but everyone else looked at her in surprise.

"Her...?" Yang Xiang was puzzled.

"I can’t see, and it’s inconvenient to do anything, I’d like her to take care of me before Zisu comes for me..." Xiaoxiao purposely said Zisu’s name with a bit of intimacy.

Yang Xiang burst into laughter all of a sudden, then agreed straightforwardly, "No problem at all... We are all men here, rough and clumsy indeed, she’s definitely more suitable..."

Upon hearing this, Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, not just for Zhao Shushu but also for herself.

Although she didn’t know how long she would have to stay here, having a woman by her side was certainly much better than any of the men.

Hearing Yang Xiang’s words, Zhao Shushu suddenly felt as if she had been reprieved from a death sentence and collapsed weakly on the ground.

In fact, the men started to complain as soon as they heard Yang Xiang’s words, "Brother Xiang... we haven’t..."

"There will be plenty of time in the future..." Yang Xiang’s words immediately excited those people, and Zhao Shushu’s heart, which had just settled, was lifted again.

Did they mean that after this Miss Na was gone, she would have to stay here to be toyed with by them, and then wait for death?

No... she refused...

The group followed Yang Xiang out, and Zhao Shushu’s hands and feet were untied. She lay on the floor, starting to think about how she could escape from here while Xiaoxiao was still present.

Xiaoxiao knew she was thinking about escaping again, and couldn’t help shaking her head, if only she had known what would happen, she wouldn’t have done what she did.

The next afternoon, Mu Zisu found Yang Xiang’s private villa, but Yang Xiang was nowhere to be seen.

They sought out the person in charge of the villa and made him call Yang Xiang.

The person in charge was dripping with cold sweat as he looked at the group of people who had suddenly burst into the villa, then glanced at the gun pressed against his back, and obediently picked up the landline phone, dialing Yang Xiang’s mobile.

Pei Mojing had already notified the police, so as soon as Yang Xiang answered the call, they could immediately trace his exact location.

The person in charge was not the butler; the villa’s butler happened to be out, and if the butler had been there, he might have chosen death over revealing Yang Xiang’s whereabouts.

The phone rang for a long time before finally getting picked up just before it went to voicemail.

"What’s the matter? Brother Xiang isn’t here..." A male voice came from the other end.

With just that one sentence, Mu Zisu immediately hung up the call.

The person in charge felt like crying, no matter what, betraying his master really weighed on his conscience!

And over there, the third brother who answered the call grumbled at the call display, "A call comes in and they don’t say a word, what do the people at home want to do!"