Seeing Mu Junze approaching menacingly, Li Qi immediately took out a knife and pressed it against Meng Nianchu's neck.
Mu Junze's eyes were bloodshot.
Li Qi threatened, "Don't move another step. Step back!"
Mu Junze stared at the knife in Li Qi's hand and took a step back.
Jin Hui, sitting on the chair, saw Mu Junze being so obedient for once. A sarcastic smile curled up on his lips. "If you had been this obedient earlier, your wife wouldn't have been kidnapped here by me."
"Come at me if you have a problem," Mu Junze said, his gaze never leaving the knife in Li Qi's hand.
Jin Hui stood up, and his body trembled slightly. "I've had my eye on that piece of land in the US for a long time. I was about to buy it, but you stepped in and snatched it from me! Do you think I won't be angry?"
"If you don't solve this matter to my satisfaction today, your wife won't be able to leave here, and neither will you!"
After he finished speaking, his subordinates closed the warehouse door.
The warehouse was once again plunged into darkness.
Mu Junze turned his cold gaze towards him. "You want the land back?"
Jin Hui licked his lips. "I also want your US project this time!"
As the two were confronting each other, Li Qi suddenly let out a scream behind them.
Everyone looked in the direction of the scream and saw Meng Nianchu stabbing Jin Hui with the knife in her hand.
Jin Hui instinctively dodged to the side, but his arm was still scratched, leaving a bloody gash.
Mu Junze quickly pulled Meng Nianchu to his side. Seeing their boss being injured, Jin Hui's subordinates rushed forward.
Meng Nianchu became even more ferocious at the sight of blood. She and Mu Junze cooperated tacitly, and those people didn't gain the upper hand.
There were many of them, and this was their territory. If they continued to fight here, it would be disadvantageous to them. Meng Nianchu grabbed Mu Junze and ran out of the warehouse.
The black car was parked at the door. The two jumped into the car, and Mu Junze stepped on the accelerator and drove away.
Those people chased after them but it was too late.
The prey that was almost within their grasp had escaped right in front of their eyes. Jin Hui was furious. He covered the bloody wound on his arm and kicked one of his subordinates beside him in a fit of rage. "What's the use of you? You can't even do a single thing right!"
Jin Hui gritted his teeth and glared at the direction where Mu Junze had left. His eyes were filled with intense anger, and his chest heaved visibly.
He would destroy them all sooner or later!
Mu Junze drove all the way back to Shangting. Fortunately, those people didn't chase after them, and nothing else happened on the way. As soon as they got home, the tense nerves relaxed, and Mu Junze suddenly felt a sharp pain in his thigh.
He looked down and found a bloody gash on his thigh. He didn't know when it had been cut.
Meng Nianchu keenly noticed that his expression was different. She followed his gaze and gasped. Before her mind could react, her body had already grabbed him and was pulling him outside.
"Let's go to the hospital first."
Without giving Mu Junze a chance to refuse, Meng Nianchu stuffed him into the car with a gloomy face. She started the car and drove to the hospital.
Mu Junze's wound wasn't too big, but it was bloody and needed two stitches. Meng Nianchu waited outside the operating room for an hour. Finally, Mu Junze was wheeled out of the operating room with a pale face and taken to the ward.
Meng Nianchu took care of him by his side.
In the middle, the director called her because he hadn't seen her on the set. He asked her what had happened. Meng Nianchu didn't want to worry him, so she just said that Mu Junze was injured and she would be late to the set.
Afraid to leave the ward, Meng Nianchu stayed by the hospital bed until 7 p.m. Mu Junze's arm suddenly moved, and his eyes slowly opened.
"Do you want some water?" Meng Nianchu quickly poured him a glass of water. She helped him sit up a bit and carefully fed him two sips.
Mu Junze held Meng Nianchu's hand. "Are you okay?"
"What could happen to me? I'm not like you. I don't need to protect others, so I won't be hindered in my actions and give others a chance to hurt me."
During the fight in the warehouse, Mu Junze was afraid that those people would hurt Meng Nianchu, so he always subconsciously protected her behind him. There were many enemies around, and they were all tough guys. With his divided attention, it was no wonder that he got injured.
Meng Nianchu sighed. She was holding back her anger and rubbed Mu Junze's head hard. "How could you not feel a thing when your thigh was so seriously injured! What if the wound gets infected..."
Mu Junze grabbed the back of her head and forcefully kissed her lips.
Meng Nianchu was stunned for a second, then she wrapped her arms around Mu Junze's neck and responded tenderly.
The atmosphere around them became more and more ambiguous, and their breathing became more and more disordered. Mu Junze quickly pushed Meng Nianchu away and suppressed his desire.
"Be careful on the set during this period. Look around when you go out."
It was rare for him to say so many words in one go, which showed how scared Mu Junze was after today's incident.
In the business world, everyone competes for the projects and resources they want with their own abilities. Mu Junze didn't expect Jin Hui to be so petty. He actually wanted to harm Meng Nianchu because of these things. If he had known earlier, he would have sent bodyguards to protect Meng Nianchu earlier, and such a thing could have been avoided.
Meng Nianchu almost got bullied because of him. Mu Junze felt very guilty. But he was too embarrassed to say it out loud, so he could only prove it with his actions.
He would go to the set with Meng Nianchu.
After Mu Junze woke up, he was observed in the hospital for one night. Since he didn't have an allergic reaction to the medicine or show any abnormal symptoms, he could be discharged from the hospital. At first, Meng Nianchu planned to send Mu Junze back to Shangting first, and then she would rush to the set to see how far her trainees had written their lyrics.
However, Mu Junze was very dissatisfied with this. He had a cold face and insisted on going to the set with Meng Nianchu. He claimed that if Jin Hui came to the set to cause trouble again, he could provide an extra layer of protection.
His attitude was tough and his tone was firm. If she really left him at home alone, Meng Nianchu would inevitably worry about him when she was on the set. After much thought, she took him to the set.
Whenever she stood with Mu Junze, Meng Nianchu always felt the scrutinizing gazes from all directions. Meng Nianchu took a deep breath and helped Mu Junze into the practice room. Mu Feng and the others were lying on the ground, wracking their brains to come up with lyrics.
Mu Feng was overjoyed to see Meng Nianchu come back. He quickly sat up and asked, "You suddenly disappeared from the set yesterday. I asked the director, but he wouldn't tell me. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Meng Nianchu said as she helped Mu Junze sit on a chair. "How's your lyric writing going? Time is running out. We have to hurry up and not waste any more time."
Mu Feng looked at Mu Junze, who was hostile towards him, and smiled innocently. "Mr. Mu, even with an injured leg, you still look so cold and unapproachable."