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Mu Qing held his phone to his ear and listened to his subordinate’s report. A smile gradually appeared on his face.

“Well done! Send me the results. This matter is too important. This is great.”

After disconnecting the call, Mu Qing heaved a huge sigh of relief. It seemed like even the heavens were helping him to succeed this time.

Mu Qing’s phone rang again at this moment. When he looked at the caller, he canceled the car, feeling satisfied.

At this time, Liang Zhou entered the ward, bringing food with her. Her expression was incredibly sullen.

Mu Qing cocked an eyebrow and asked, “What’s wrong? What’s with your expression? Who made you unhappy?”

Liang Zhou set up the table by the hospital bed and set the food down as she said gloomily, “That Ning Zhe hasn’t woken up after so long. I guess there’s no hope left on that side. Su Tong and her son are now given the chance to sit in with the board of directors’ meetings. She’s so smug about it…”

Mu Qing’s hand that was holding the chopsticks paused. “Sit in during meetings?”

Liang Zhou nodded. “That’s right! It’s just sitting in during meetings. It’s not like her son has joined the board of directors. What is she so happy about? How shallow!”

Mu Qing did not say anything.

Liang Zhou pouted. “Mu Qing, how confident are you of our success? We’re just hiding in the hospital all this time. When will it end? I feel like mold has grown on me, waiting here all this time.”

Mu Qing smiled faintly. “It’s been hard on you.”

Upon hearing these words, Liang Zhou’s mood improved significantly. She smiled, like a blooming flower, and said, “It’s not hard. As long as you can achieve your goals, it’s fine even if I have to endure hardships…”

Mu Qing ate his food and listened to Liang Zhou’s flattery before he asked casually, “Ning Zhe is still unconscious? What did the doctor Say? Is there no hope?”

Liang Zhou poured a cup of warm water for Mu Qing. “I don’t know. All I know is Ning Zhe hasn’t woken up yet. Previously, when I visited Su Tong in Ning Zhe’s ward, she did not hold back her words at all when she spoke. Based on this, it’s obvious that Ning Zhe has yet to regain consciousness. According to Su Tong, the doctor said there’s a chance Ning Zhe might be brain-damaged even if he wakes up. There’s also the possibility he’ll be comatose for life…”

As Mu Qing slowly drank from his glass, he fell deep into his thoughts.

Liang Zhou continued to say disdainfully, “The Ning family is so small. If something happens to Ning Zhe, Su Tong’s son is the only heir. That’s why she’s so smug.”

Mu Qing put down the glass of water and continued eating. After a short moment, he said, “You’re wrong. Su Tong’s son isn’t the only heir.”

Liang Zhou was stunned. “The Ning family only has one son. There’s no mistake about this…”

Mu Qing glanced at her and smiled. “The first heir of the Ning family is Song Ning.”

Liang Zhou was stunned. Then, a sour feeling rose in his heart. What right did Song Ning have to effortlessly obtain all these things? Why was it so easy for Song Ning to own the world?

Mu Qing smiled and said, “If something happens to Ning Zhe, Song Ning will likely inherit almost everything. Moreover, based on Ning Zhe’s character and the traditions of the families living in Cloud Peak, he must have a will. There’s no doubt he left a sizeable chunk of inheritance to her…”

Liang Zhou could no longer hold back her jealousy. She said with a hint of mockery, “The Young Madam is really blessed. Not only does she come from a wealthy family, but she even married the heir of the Mu family. Isn’t her life too good? She hasn’t even given birth yet, but that old lady treats her like a rare treasure. No matter if she gives birth to a boy or a girl, that old lady will still be incredibly happy. This is simply…” She suddenly trailed off. She felt a huge pressure pressing down on her chest, suffocating her, as she continued to say, “This… Doesn’t this mean… the Mu family is hers as well, in the end?”

Jealousy coiled around Liang Zhou’s heart like a venomous snake.