Chapter 922: Final Chapter Before Death (9)

“We’re in!” T Jing excitedly clicked on the mouse and looked at the flashing dot that had suddenly appeared on the screen. “Boss, what do we do next?”

Mu Xichen’s gaze fell on the computer screen. The flashing dot representing Lin Ya was moving towards the trap that they had set up.

And the man was none the wiser.

Mu Xichen glanced at the screen. It was hard to tell what he had in mind as he said unhurriedly, “Let him in a little further. It’ll be more interesting to watch then, won’t it?”

T Jing understood Mu Xichen only too well. When he heard this, he cracked up immediately. “I’ll throw out some baits. He won’t be able to retreat by then!”

Mu Xichen raised his eyebrow and did not comment.

T Jing mumbled to himself as he worked, “Lin Ya probably didn’t expect us to have planted our men in the P.I.T. team. We even planted spies in his own company. Now, with Lin Kerou’s support, it’s only a matter of time before he falls.”

When T Jing turned to look at Mu Xichen, he realized that the man seemed indifferent.

T Jing continued, “It’s a pity that Uncle Mu Yun wasn’t able to convince Eldest Young Master Mu. If Eldest Young Master Mu had been more rational, he wouldn’t have ended up in this state today. Boss, you shouldn’t have let Uncle Mu Yun persuade Eldest Young Master Mu back then. In the end, not only did he fail to be persuaded, it also exposed the fact that Uncle Mu Yun is your man. It made Eldest Young Master Mu so wary of Uncle Mu Yun that he’d rather walk into Lin Ya’s trap than believe we’re doing this for his own good.”

T Jing became more worked up as he spoke. “In my opinion, no one can stop him if he wants to court death. To think that you were concerned enough to ask him to beware of Lin Ya. In the end he still fell for it. Now that he’s been sentenced to death, his life is worthless. Why do you want to save him, Boss, what are you thinking?”

“Enough.” Mu Xichen interrupted him. He sounded calm but had a rather sharp look in his eyes. “Just do your job and don’t interfere into other matters.”

T Jing mumbled sulkily, “I’m just feeling the injustice on your behalf…”

Mu Xichen looked out of the window.

It was early evening and the moonlight was obscured by the dark clouds, revealing only a hazy outline. Occasionally, a few drops of the sprinkle of early summer rain came through the window.

Mu Xichen suddenly felt a little annoyed and looked away. “I can’t save him.”

Tomorrow morning, 6 am.

That person would disappear from this world forever.

While Lin Kerou was at home sorting out the documents, she had unknowingly fallen asleep at the desk.

She was woken up by a call.

The caller seemed to be calling with some urgency. Lin Kerou only picked up after a few attempts.

The person on the other end clearly expressed his purpose. “Hello, Miss Lin. I’m Mr. Mu Donglin’s lawyer. I need your assistance with the divorce matter…”

Before the person could finish, she threw the phone aside.

Divorce?

No way!

Mu Che’s health had been deteriorating by the day and Wu Meiya seemed to have aged more than 20 years in just a month.

Hearing the commotion in Lin Kerou’s room and afraid that the girl would take things too hard, Wu Meiya quickly dashed in. She saw Lin Kerou curled up and crying in the corner.

With an aching heart, Wu Meiya cried too as she ran towards Lin Kerou. “Get up quickly. The ground is cold. It’s not good for your health.”