Mu Tianbo fell to the ground.

It's over.

It's completely over.

The last phone call was his last resort, his biggest backer, and his most ruthless one.

Who is messing with me?

Why did it become like this overnight?

What went wrong?

Mu Tianbo was not stupid yet and immediately thought of a possibility.

Last night...!

He shivered and felt the cold air rising from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Panicked, he took out his cell phone and called Mu Qingyang.

Shut down.

When I called other people, they all turned off.

He finally understood that something went wrong with what happened last night.

His own son might have been controlled by the other party.

The Ning family secretly sent bodyguards around Ning Yan.

Mu Tianbo couldn't help but slap himself twice.

It is true that the Ning family comes from a scholarly family, and they usually remain quiet and low-key. However, Ning Qingyuan is a national treasure-level artist and a world-class master.

Moreover, he has lived for more than a hundred years, and is known as an evergreen tree in the art world. He is an awesome person who has to be cordially received by state leaders several times every year.

Not to mention, his influence in the wealthy circles of the imperial capital.

A painting can easily cost hundreds of millions. Are people short of money?

What kind of bodyguard can’t you hire?

Rebellious son!

You killed me.

Beforehand, he specifically asked Mu Qingyang if there were any bodyguards around Ning Yan. Mu Qingyang swore that there was no such thing, saying that he had been entangled to the point of violence several times and no one came out to protect her.
Chapter completed!