Chapter 187: Clinging to a Powerful Patron

Offending him is basically asking for death.

What have you done? Feng Yuejin demanded.

Yu Siying trembled from fright, then hurriedly explained: "Dad, I, I regard everything as for our company's development. You know, Xie Mengke has beaten our designers in several international competitions, so I..."

She had only spoken half of her defense when Feng Yuejin's icy gaze stopped her; she then honestly recounted the whole incident, which made Feng Yuejin furious, and he slapped her face again.

Go tell the officer the whole truth; remember, from now on you cannot say a single word mocking Miss Xie and her friends, otherwise you'll bear the consequences. Feng Yuejin said angrily.

Think carefully about your future and your family; if you say one wrong word, you'll drag down the whole family. Feng Yuejin was nearly exploding with anger.

By now, Yu Siying also understood the gravity: "Okay, I understand."

Yu Siying cried, walked up to the officer, and took all the blame—who she had provoked was the richest man of Wuxingguo.

Throughout this process, Feng Yuejin's nerves were also stretched to the limit; if it were someone else, it would be easier to say, but his Feng family is huge and influential, few dare provoke him; moreover, the big shot before him is the richest man of Wuxingguo—killing him would be as easy as saying a word.

Few knew that the matter of the Wen Clan Group was handled by Xiao Ming cleaning up the Wen Family, but Feng Yuejin did know.

Having struggled half his life, he didn't want, at this moment, to offend Xiao Ming and see his life's work come to nothing.

After Yu Siying told the officer everything, the officer became angry.

So, the one who started speaking was you. The officer said sternly and coldly: "To achieve your goal, you brought people to cause trouble at Xie Mengke's studio; after she accidentally injured your subordinates, you then used this to suppress Xie Mengke and others, and the studio's surveillance footage was also deleted by you bribing her employees."

"Hmm." Yu Siying nodded in despair.

Now the truth is clear: you instigated the trouble first, then framed others; the circumstances are serious, I declare you under arrest. The officer immediately detained Yu Siying and her several subordinates.

"Apologize." At that moment, Xiao Ming's voice sounded coldly.

Yu Siying and Feng Yuejin et al. were first stunned; Feng Yuejin was about to go apologize to Xiao Ming, but Xiao Ming coldly averted his gaze; Feng Yuejin, having mixed in the mall for many years, still had some discernment.

Xiao Ming's words were few, but basically all revolved around his daughter; naturally, the one to apologize to was his daughter.

Thus, Feng Yuejin immediately had Yu Siying go apologize to Xiao Ming's daughter.

Yu Siying was unwilling; just minutes ago, she was still high and mighty before that woman, now to make her humbly apologize—this gap is too great.

But upon sensing the coldness from Xiao Ming and Feng Yuejin, she immediately wilted.

As Feng Yuejin said, if she says one wrong word today or fails to do things well, she will lose not only her humble livelihood but also her family and everything they have.

Miss Xie, Miss Xiao, I know I was wrong; I beg you, adults, not to hold a villain's grudge, please forgive me. As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yuejin kicked over, forcing Yu Siying to kneel before Xiao Jingrou; she felt unwilling but lacked the courage to rise immediately.

Forgive you? If you want trouble, seek trouble; if you want to frame, frame; if you want our forgiveness, you must earn it—go die. Xie Mengke angrily replied.

Heaven knows how desperate she just was; can all she has endured be wiped out by a mere apology?

Xiao Jingrou couldn't be bothered to say a word to her; seeing his daughter unhappy, Xiao Ming slightly furrowed his brows; the leader of Anjin City immediately waved his hand, ordering the officer to take Yu Siying and her subordinates away.

Thank you, Mr. Xie. Xie Mengke came before Xiao Ming, bowed properly, and expressed thanks.

Don't be so polite; you are Jingrou's friend, willing to bear all the blame alone to avoid implicating her—I've seen that. If you don't mind, call me Uncle. Xiao Ming smiled lightly and said; at this moment, he had lost the coldness he showed toward Feng Yuejin et al., gaining a few more touches of approachability.

As soon as Xiao Ming spoke, everyone understood a principle: Xie Mengke had clung to a powerful thigh; thereafter, anyone who wants to cause trouble for Xie Mengke must weigh it well—compared to, the daughter of Wuxingguo's richest man is her good friend.

Okay, Uncle. Xie Mengke felt moved, her eyes reddened, and she quickly called out "Uncle".

Afterward, Xie Mengke and Xiao Jingrou tightly embraced each other.

Mengke.

Jingrou Sister.

Thank goodness you're safe; otherwise I wouldn't know what to do. Xiao Jingrou wept with joy.

Hehe, it's all thanks to you, Jingrou, thank you. Xie Mengke also couldn't help but tear up: "Jingrou Sister, you never told me you're actually the pearl in the palm of Wuxingguo's richest family—this isn't something only found in novels, is it?"

The daughter of Wuxingguo's richest man is my friend—haha, am I dreaming? Xie Mengke said excitedly.

Both sisters were made to laugh by Xie Mengke's words.

Hehe, Mengke, I didn't mean to hide it from you; I just didn't know how to bring it up—upon seeing you, I'd want to say, 'Mengke, you're now so-and-so's daughter,' which would sound like showing off, something I couldn't do. Xiao Jingrou gave a playful smile.

Hehe, that's right. Xie Mengke wiped her tears, and the two embraced again.

Xiao, Mr. Xiao, sorry. Seeing Yu Siying not having obtained forgiveness from Xiao Ming's daughter while being taken away, Feng Yuejin was nearly desperate, at a loss, and could only grit his teeth and step forward to apologize.

All losses caused by that woman, tenfold compensation. Xiao Ming, as Feng Yuejin stepped forward, resumed his usual coldness.

Good, good, good, you immediately send people to handle it. Feng Yuejin nodded like a bobble-head doll; in front of Xiao Ming, he dared not utter half a "no".

By the way, you hold the position of vice-chair in the International Association of the Apparel Industry, right? Xiao Ming said, glancing at Feng Yuejin, and icy words slipped from his lips.

Within twenty years, no one from Xiang Nai Er may hold any post in the International Association, regardless of rank.