Chapter 52: Are All Of Your Skirts This Short?

The room was quiet again. Su Xiangwan silently raised her head, her eyelashes trembled slightly as she slowly met his black eyes.

Mu Beiting's expression eased a bit. His two hands wrapped the suit even tighter around her shoulders while he said in a deep voice, "Go back to your room."

Su Xiangwan nodded gently and walked into her bedroom in seldom obedience.

Mu Beiting glanced at her and closed the bedroom door, he then walked out of the living room.

After the police officers left the living room, only then did they feel their breathing was a little smoother. But upon looking around, they found their companions were all covered in sweat and their faces pale.

A few seconds later, Mu Beiting walked out. The people subconsciously straightened their bodies, feeling more nervous.

Mu Beiting coldly glanced at them, a smear of maliciousness appeared between his brows. "You better have a good reason that satisfies me."

The captain tried opening his mouth several times before he could calm down. "We received a report saying someone here was selling… selling their body…"

After hearing this, the air around Mu Beiting grew colder. He narrowed his eyes. "Selling their body?"

At that moment, Su Xiangwan had just finished changing when she happened to hear those three words as she walked out.

Her footsteps slightly paused and her whole body froze in the spot.

Selling… what?

Even though her appearance was quite glamorous, it wasn't as bad as to look like… like… a prostitute!

Su Xiangwan was quite upset, could it be that she couldn't escape from this kind of fate in her past or present life?

If she had a criminal record because of this, she could only imagine what her reputation would be like in the future.

Hearing footsteps nearby, Mu Beiting turned around to see that Su Xiangwan had changed into a dress.

He examined her dress and frowned.

The dress was light pink and wasn't long, her two jade legs were particularly dazzling in the night.

As if his own belongings were being peeped at, Mu Beiting said in a deep voice, "Go back to your room."

"But…"

"Do what you're told." His gaze deepened and he didn't seem to be joking.

Upon realizing that he was serious, Su Xiangwan was a little uneasy. She hesitated for a moment and obediently returned to her bedroom.

Once he saw this, his expression eased a bit.

After glancing at the police officers, he turned to the side and made a call.

A few seconds later, the captain's phone rang. The moment he answered the call, a series of scolding pelted down at him.

"You bunch of bastards, are you trying to ruin me?! Hurry up and get back here!"

"Ser… Sergeant… we received a report…"

"Report… report! What report?! Did you not bring your eyes when you went out? Or did you not bring your brain?! Do you know who that is?! That's Mu Beiting! He can get any woman he wants, why does he need prostitutes?"

"Mu… Mu family's Young… Young Master," the captain stuttered and swallowed.

"I'll give you ten minutes, get back here immediately!"

The phone hung up with a slam.

After wiping the sweat from his forehead, the captain immediately bowed down at a ninety-degree angle to Mu Beiting and apologized, "Mr. Mu… I'm so sorry, we must've made a mistake! We made a mistake! Please don't take this to heart."

***

A few minutes later, a group of nervous police officers hurriedly left the scene.

Mu Beiting turned back to the bedroom and saw Su Xiangwan hugging that ugly black bear, she was currently sitting on the sofa, lost in her thoughts.

Seeing that he had returned, Su Xiangwan quickly stood up.

"How is it? Is it solved?"

Mu Beiting didn't speak, his attention was on her skirt the whole time, his face seemed quite displeased.

After seeing that his expression wasn't right, Su Xiangwan spoke carefully, "What's wrong? Did they make things difficult for you?"

Mu Beiting remained silent for a few seconds before finally speaking, "Are all of your skirts this short?"