Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 382 Suspect

"Young Master, we've arrived at the company!" Mu Sha went around to the back and opened the back door for him.

Qian Xingjie stood close to her, their breaths mingling, creating a strangely ambiguous atmosphere. Mu Sha subconsciously took two steps back, and Qian Xingjie took two steps forward until he pressed her against the car door.

"Master..."

"Why are you hiding? You won't even look at me anymore? Or have you learned to play the hard to get game?"

Mu Sha's expression was stern. "Young Master, you're overthinking it. How could a mere maid like me dare to scheme against you? Miss Ke'er still needs help, so I'll be leaving now!"

Qian Xingjie pressed down on the car door. "So, you're still here because of that?"

Seeing Mu Sha hanging her head and remaining silent, Qian Xingjie impatiently tilted his head and said, "Didn't I already explain to you that it was all just a joke in the business world? How could you take it seriously? Besides, I'm good to you, is any kind of formal title really that important?"

He took Musa's hand, his voice gentle, "Musa, how about we keep our relationship like this for now? See, isn't it good enough? As long as you have me in your heart, and I have you in mine..."

"I have absolutely no relationship with the young master!" Mu Sha interrupted him coldly, her tone resolute.

Qian Xingjie frowned. "What did you say?"

"Young Master, you are of noble status. I am unworthy of you and I do not wish to be a burden to you. I will be more careful in the future. I also ask that you, Young Master, have some self-respect!"

A fire suddenly ignited in Qian Xingjie's chest. He forcefully grabbed Mu Sha's wrist and growled uncontrollably, "I've already explained it to you, what more do you want? Don't take advantage of the fact that I have some feelings for you!"

Mu Sha turned her head, her eyes shooting him with a chilling gaze. "How dare I, Mu Sha? I just... don't like you, young master. So please stop bothering me in the future. Do you understand now, young master?"

With a cold shrug, Mu Sha got into her car and drove away with a dashing air.

A few seconds later, Qian Xingjie realized that no matter how much he shouted or yelled, the car wouldn't stop.

What did she say? She doesn't like him anymore?
This is outrageous! How could this be! It must have been said in anger...

The bodyguards dragged two people in and then slammed them to the ground.

The two men had their arms tied behind their backs, and the sacks covering their heads were then ripped off.

"Who are you? Where is this place? Why are you arresting us?"

"Release us right now! This is illegal detention. We'll call the police and have you arrested!"

Sitting in the center of the chair was a woman exuding an air of nobility, with a white rabbit fur vest draped over her shoulders. She was beautiful, but she looked quite unfriendly.

"Is Ah Long your good buddy?"

One of the men said, "Who are you? Why should I tell you? Release us first!"

"Looks like you're not going to cooperate with me properly!" Qian Ke'er shook her head regretfully, and with a glance, the bodyguard behind her lashed out at the man who had just spoken with a leather whip.

A series of crackling sounds erupted in the air, and the man, with nowhere to hide, experienced visible pain.

"I'll talk, I'll talk! Ah Long is indeed our good brother, but we haven't seen him for quite some time. Please stop fighting, okay? My dear aunt!"

Qian Ke'er raised her hand, and the bodyguard stepped back. "If you behave yourself, you won't suffer any physical pain!"

She paused for a moment and then asked, "My second question is, do you know if Ah Long has been in contact with any strange people recently?" The two men kneeling on the ground looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Grandma, we really didn't know. He hangs out in all sorts of nightclubs, and he comes into contact with all sorts of people. He does all sorts of illegal and disorderly things. With so many people he comes into contact with, how could we have paid attention? If you ask me, everyone seems a bit strange!"

Another person said, "He's right. Ah Long is always elusive. Just recently, he suddenly made a fortune and treated us brothers to a good time several times. When we asked him, he wouldn't say anything. Pshaw! He's like he's afraid we'll steal it from him. What a waste of our years of brotherhood!"

"Wait, you said he recently made a fortune? When exactly did that happen?" Qian Ke'er found it strange.

The man thought for a moment, "It seems like it was just two months ago. He was in a hurry and asked me to take him somewhere, saying he was meeting a big client and promised me a big bonus if things went well. I was curious and lingered for a while to see what kind of big client it was, thinking he might be lying to me. But Ah Long found out and got really angry and told me to leave immediately!"

Qian Ke'er became excited, "Did you see his so-called big client?"

The man shook his head. "No, really. It was just a blurry figure from behind, but judging from his demeanor and clothes, he should be a rich kid!"

Qian Ke'er gradually became disappointed, supporting her forehead with her hand. "Think carefully again, is there anything else special? If you can provide any strong clues, I'll give you two hundred thousand!"

Upon hearing the word "money," the man instantly perked up, as if injected with adrenaline. "Oh my, it seems there really is! I still remember the car that big client drove; it was a Maserati, I think. Oh right, a Maserati with diamonds on the back! Wow! That's incredibly extravagant; I bet he's someone special!"

Qian Ke'er was stunned, her mind reeling with shock.

Maserati, a Maserati with diamonds set on the rear.

She sees this car almost every day; yes, the owner is her brother, Qian Xingjie.

She was the one who accompanied him to order it. Looking across the entire country, very few people drove this car, and given that the rear was also studded with diamonds, she didn't think it was a coincidence…

After Musa returned, Qian Ke'er called her over.

"Miss Ke'er, is there something you need?"

Qian Ke'er was lying on the bar table, her chin resting on her arm, while she slowly swirled a glass of red wine in her other hand, her expression somewhat complicated.

"Musa, what would you do if the person you trust most secretly plotted against you?"

Musa was taken aback, subconsciously sensing that something was wrong. "This is a selfish world. You can't trust anyone but yourself!"

Qian Ke'er straightened up, tilted her head back and finished the wine in her glass. "Go and check the whereabouts of my brother's three brothers, the more detailed the better!"

"Miss Ke'er, you..."

"I suspect that he's the one who stabbed me in the back!"

Musa's hand, which had been hanging down, tightened instantly. "Miss Ke'er, the young master grew up with you. Although you are not related by blood, you are like brothers. I think there must be some misunderstanding here!"

"A misunderstanding would be better, but now, I will never let any suspect get away with it. I, Qian Ke'er, will definitely find the person who stabbed me in the back and make him wish he were dead!"

Bang!
The wine glass shattered on the table, and Qian Ke'er's hand was cut by the glass shards, bleeding profusely. Mu Sha quickly grabbed a tourniquet to treat her.

"Don't worry, Miss Ke'er, I will definitely investigate this thoroughly!"

If Miss Ke'er finds out that the young master really did this, then the young master is completely finished. Not only that, but Qian Huai'an alone will not let him off the hook.