Day n of not wanting to be a kept man's canary

Madam Mu is a clever woman who manipulates others, so how could she not know the meaning behind Mu Yanxin's words?

His expression suddenly darkened, and he asked knowingly, "Are you trying to negotiate with me?"

Her voice carried a strong sense of pressure, perhaps indicating that she now had leverage to negotiate, and Mu Yanxin was no longer as afraid of her as before.

He wasn't afraid of her in his heart, but his words remained humble, "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare!"

"That's good!"

Madam Mu put down her chopsticks and wiped her hands. "Since you brought it up, I also remembered that your brother said he wanted to see you in the next couple of days!"

She suddenly stopped talking and looked at Mu Yanxin, her meaning all too clear.

Whether or not we can meet depends on Mu Yanxin's performance.

Mu Yanxin understood immediately. She opened her bag and took out the exquisite box from it.

During this time, Mrs. Murder's eyes were glued to the jewelry, which was said to be one of the Queen of England's favorite pieces.

That's priceless.

Mu Yanxin hesitated to hand over the box, holding it in her hand instead. "Then, will I still be able to see my brother?"

Madam Mu's eyes lit up, and she beckoned, "Sister Chun, take Miss there!"

Aunt Chun bowed respectfully, "Yes, Madam!"

The thought of seeing her brother soon made Mu Yanxin tremble with excitement. She gave her the necklace without hesitation. To her, the necklace was just an inanimate object, worthless compared to her brother.

She didn't know how she got to the underground cell; her mind was filled with images of meeting her brother.

Aunt Chun led her to a factory not far from the Mu family's house, and she was still wondering if Aunt Chun had gone to the wrong place.

The workers in the factory are working in an orderly manner, and they all look busy, but their busyness is more like mechanical movement.

I glanced at the workers and noticed they all shared a common trait: despite wearing masks, they all seemed numb and lifeless.

After passing the factory buildings in front, they came to a dark passage without any light. Sister Chun skillfully turned on her flashlight.

The further they went in, the more terrifying it felt like they were heading towards hell. Mu Yanxin felt a chilling fear and tightened her grip on Xiao Xiangfeng's clothes.

At intervals along both sides of the passageway, there is an iron gate. The gate is seamless, making it appear even darker inside than outside.

It looks no different from a prison, and is even more terrifying than a prison.

It turned out that Madam Mu had been lying to her all along, even saying that her brother was in a regular prison.

We walked a long way again.

"We've arrived!" Sister Chun stood in front of a rusty door and pulled a remote control from her waist.

I pressed it, and the door made a harsh metallic scraping sound as it hit the track. From this sound, I could tell that the door had probably not been opened for a while.

Mu Yanxin's hands twisted and crossed, still trembling uncontrollably, until the door was fully opened and a faint light spilled out of the room.

"You'll only have fifteen minutes, so hurry up and don't make things difficult for me!"

After Chun Sao finished speaking, she stood on the other side of the door.

Mu Yanxin stepped inside, and a damp, musty smell wafted out of the room.

Mu Yanxin covered her mouth and looked around; there was nothing in the room except for four walls.

Mu Yanxin searched for a long time but couldn't see her brother. Suddenly, something darted up from her trouser leg.

"what!"

Mu Yanxin let out a scream, took a few steps back towards the door, and almost fell to the ground when her foot hit something soft.

Mu Yanxin looked down at her feet. As her eyes adjusted to the environment, she could vaguely see some outlines.

Looking closer, a person lying on the ground is practically no different from someone who is dead.

Mu Yanxin called out tentatively in a trembling voice, "Brother!"

The man shifted his body and made a faint sound.

Mu Yanxin's legs went weak and she knelt down in front of the man, her face blurred. The emotions she had suppressed for three years exploded completely at this moment.

Tears gushed out like a river bursting its banks.

"Is it Nuan'er?" In the darkness, the man reached out to touch her, but his arm trembled so badly that he couldn't support himself.

Mu Yanxin grabbed Song Siwen's hand tightly and placed it on her face. The man's hand cut her face painfully, and it was no different from the cold hand of a dead man.

But she felt that these were the warmest hands in the world, except for her father's hands.

She buried her face in her thin, bony hands and cried with extreme grievance.

Suddenly, she remembered that her brother was still lying on the ground, and she wiped away her tears.

She forcefully helped Song Siwen up from the ground and leaned her against her, holding her tightly.

As I slowly made out his face, I realized that he was no longer the handsome and sunny man he once was.

"Brother, I'm late, I'm late! I'm only coming to see you now, it's all my fault!"

Song Siwen wiped away her tears, her voice weak and choked with sobs, "Nuan'er, don't cry, don't cry!"

They told her not to cry, but Song Siwen herself cried uncontrollably.

“Nuan’er, your brother is useless. I’m trapped in this hellish life, living like a rat in a gutter. If it weren’t for the thought of meeting you one day, I would have given up on myself long ago.”

Mu Yanxin sobbed, "Brother, don't worry, I will definitely get you out of here!"

Song Siwen's eyes were dull and lifeless. "How can you save her? How can you deal with the entire Mu family on your own? Besides, I'm in her hands now."

It was like a bucket of ice water being poured over her head. Her brother was now in her hands, and she didn't even have the right to speak out loud.

The hope in Mu Yan's heart slowly faded, but then she suddenly remembered something and her hope was rekindled.

"Brother, I have an idea!"

"What method?" Song Siwen's tone became a little stronger.

"I know someone, and I'm going to ask him for help. He's definitely capable of bringing down the Mu family!"

"Who?"

"You might not recognize him, but his name is Leng Tingye, and he has the power to bring down the Mu family!"

Song Siwen suddenly reacted strongly, "No, no, absolutely not, you can't go to him!"

Song Siwen's reaction made her realize something, and she lowered her eyes to ask, "Do you know him?"

Song Siwen kept shaking her head.

"I don't know him!" He seemed to have thought of something. "How do you know him?"

The question came so suddenly that she didn't know how to answer it. Even if it hadn't been so sudden, her relationship with him was still a difficult question to answer.

Song Siwen is unaware that his younger sister made a deal with Madam Mu to save him, becoming a daughter-in-law of the Leng family.

If he knew, he would rather die than let his sister do something like selling her body.

Mu Yanxin avoided eye contact and lied, "He's my friend!"

"Friends? That kind of friend?" Song Siwen's eyes revealed visible fear.

Mu Yanxin retorted, "Brother, you still haven't told me why I can't go to him!"

Song Siwen looked at her excitedly, "Because he is Lan Feifei's fiancé!"