Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!

Chapter 525 I Only Owe One Person

Su Li looked at Yan Le’s leg with some regret. It had been amputated, and even a miracle-working doctor like Xu Xing could do nothing. For the rest of her life, she would be a disabled person in a wheelchair.Yan Le just gave her a slight smile, her bony hand gently pulling the skirt to cover the disabled leg.

Yan Le lowered her head, but her tone was calm as she said, "During a high school trip to the villa on the snowy mountain, there was an avalanche at night. I fainted after bringing you back, and when I woke up, I was disabled. They spread rumors that I had been fooling around with someone and broke my leg while running away."

"My sister took me away under the pretext of letting me recuperate. The works I created out of boredom during these years were taken by Yan Huan and turned into successful TV dramas, until ’Phoenix Perching on the Phoenix Tree’ when I broke up with her."

Mu Shian stiffened his body, and as Yan Le finished her last word, he suddenly closed his eyes.

Yan Huan’s body trembled uncontrollably, her eyes scanned the surroundings, looking at the righteously indignant crowd, and her hand instinctively reached to pull on Mu Shian’s sleeve.

As soon as her fingers touched the cool fabric, Mu Shian sharply swung his arm, knocking Yan Huan’s hand away in the process.

Yan Huan staggered back a few steps, her face stricken, "Shi An..."

Mu Shian’s expression was stern and tense, almost roaring in furious anger, "Shut up! Don’t call me!"

He was like an enraged lion, making Yan Huan shrink her neck involuntarily.

It’s over, completely over.

Her career was gone, and even her love was about to be lost.

At this moment, Feng Huaijin, leaning against the door, spoke coldly, "Mr. Mu, I bet 20% of Ao Shi Group’s shares with you; when will you kneel down and fulfill it?"

Kneel down?

Everyone present was shocked. A man kneels only to gold under his knees; this was bound to disgrace the young master of the Mu Family!

Mu Shian lowered his head, and the gentle lights of the private room cast a soft golden glow on his dark hair.

"I don’t owe you all anything."

Mu Shian muttered to himself, his body straightened, "I only owe one person."

Mu Shian’s back was straight, and suddenly he knelt in front of Yan Le.

His knees collided with the cold tiles, making a muffled thud.

Everyone watched in shock at this scene, gasping in disbelief.

He really... really knelt.

Have you ever seen a young master of a wealthy family kneel to anyone?

Let alone kneel for a woman!

For a moment, the crowd, who had been righteously clamoring to expose this matter, fell silent.

Yan Le instinctively wanted to reach out to him, but her hand remained suspended in mid-air. It seemed as if she suddenly realized something, quickly retracting her hand, her fingers whitening as she grasped the wheelchair’s armrest tightly.

Mu Shian knelt down. She had fantasized about this scene countless times in her mind, but now there was not a trace of delight.

The subtle hint of joy that had just risen in Mu Shian’s eyes was completely gone, leaving him stiffly kneeling there.

Yan Huan stared blankly at this scene, everything had changed... everything had changed.

Suddenly, Yan Huan burst out crying incoherently, "Lele, sister indeed has faults, but she really helped you too. Don’t let this news get out; I won’t be a screenwriter anymore; I’ll stop writing!"

As long as they didn’t spread the word, as long as they kept quiet, she could still be a renowned screenwriter in the entertainment circle and wouldn’t be chased down by angry netizens.

Su Li tutted twice, mercilessly shattering Yan Huan’s dream, "The ideal is beautiful, but reality is thin."