Mr. Qing: The Kid in Your Arms Is a Prophet - Chapter 9

Chapter 9: Kidnapped?

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Mu Xin’s eyes widened. How could she not be afraid? Now, there was a silver dagger on her neck. If she was not careful, it would definitely cut her flesh!

A cold glint appeared in Mu Ling’s eyes as she warned in a low voice, “sister Ah Xin, I won’t hurt you, but you have to be good and not make me angry. You’re not allowed to touch my gloves, or I’ll turn you into an ice sculpture!”

After saying that, Mu Ling pulled Mu Xin’s hand into the freezer.

Mu Xin held her breath and did not dare to move. Her hand was stinging from the cold and she sobbed softly, “Wuwuwuwu!”

“Did you hear that clearly?”

“Yes, yes, yes.” Mu Xin trembled as she nodded her head.

Using the light from the refrigerator, she could clearly see the coldness in Mu Ling’s eyes! He was like a Wolf that had found its prey in winter. The aura around her was suffocating, completely different from the well-behaved village bumpkin from before.

“You just have to be obedient,” Mu Ling said with a smile.

Mu Xin,”Wuwuwuwuwuwu.”

“You won’t tell anyone about what happened tonight, right?”

Mu Xin immediately nodded, “yes, yes.”

Mu Ling gave a satisfied smile before releasing Mu Xin. Her face returned to its previous gentle expression as she caressed Mu Xin’s cold and trembling face. A child was a child. She cried because she was scared.

“Be good, go back to your room and sleep.”

Mu Xin’s face was filled with fear as she clutched her frozen hands and hurriedly ran upstairs. On the way back, she was so scared that she peed her pants.

Mu Ling put the knife back into her pocket, poured a glass of water, and left the kitchen, as if nothing had happened.

When she passed by the living room, she saw a huge family photo on the wall.

Her father, Mu Jingwen, was sitting in front with his wife, Qiu Liqin, and his five children standing behind them. The family looked harmonious and warm.

Mu Ling’s lips curled up. How ironic!

Her aunt, who was taking care of her on Jingyun Island, said that her mother was pregnant before she married her father. As the wedding date approached, Qiu Liqin suddenly came to their door with her four children, saying that Mu Jingwen had an affair with her long ago and had secretly given birth to these children. In order to prevent the dirty rumors from being spread, the old master of the Mu family forced his son to marry Qiu Liqin. In due time, Qiu Liqin, his secret lover, had become the wife of the Mu family. The pregnant mother had become the ‘mistress’, and in the end, she died because of Qiu Liqin’s pestering.

Mu Ling, who was just born, was thrown to Jingyun Island as an ‘illegitimate daughter’ for a whole eighteen years!

Now that her douchebag father was dead, she had returned in place of the real “Mu Ling”. Therefore, she would take revenge for her mother! She vowed to stir up the Mu family’s peace! She was going to let Qiu Liqin and her child have a taste of losing everything!

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The next morning, Mu Xin did not tell anyone about what happened last night. She did not even dare to look at Mu Ling, like a little mouse that had seen a cat. How arrogant she was yesterday was how obedient she was today. In fact, she could have told her mother, Qiu Liqin, about what had happened. However, they wouldn’t believe that an obedient illegitimate daughter would threaten someone with a knife on the first day.

And if she really said it, who knew if Mu Ling would take a knife to her room in the middle of the night to settle the score with her. … It had scared her to death, so she didn’t dare to say it.

After breakfast, everyone prepared for the funeral. However, no one was willing to sit in the same car as Mu Ling. With no other choice, uncle Feng had arranged for her to sit in a separate car.

The car had not driven for long when suddenly, two black cars came from the opposite side. The driver immediately hit the brakes, and Mu Ling, who was in the back seat, almost flew out. It was a good thing that she had a seatbelt on, but her chest was still in pain. Before she could react to what was happening, a pair of men in black got out of the black car and quickly walked towards Mu Ling’s car, taking her away.

The driver was anxious. He chased after her and shouted, “Who are you?”

One of the men in black pressed the driver to the ground, and pointed a gun at his head, “Don’t move, and don’t shout.”

The driver,”…”

“Our master wants to see this lady. Don’t make it public, or else he’ll take your life,” the Man in Black said.

The driver nodded in panic. Who would dare to resist under the muzzle of a gun!

Twenty minutes later, Mu Ling was brought to a private manor. The manor was huge, at least ten thousand square meters.

The man in black brought Mu Ling to an open-air sofa by the lake. She did not stand on ceremony and sat on it leisurely. Two men in black stood guard beside her.

The morning sun was very hot, and after sitting for a while, her originally white and tender little face was red from the Sun.

After a while, she heard steady footsteps coming from behind.