Marry Me Quick

Chapter 575

Ke had no intention of talking to Chuan, so she hung up the call.

Meanwhile, Chuan kept his phone away and rubbed his tired face to look more spirited before entering the office.

"Get lost! Go and settle your salary with HR. I don't want to see you again tomorrow!"

Chuan heard Muchen scowling the moment he entered the room. Stunned, he stood servilely at the side and did not dare to make a sound.

The people in the office were key managers of LK Group's headquarters, but Muchen decided to fire them casually. NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

Little did the managers think Muchen would dismiss them over such small matters.

They were pioneers of LK Group and had at least worked in the company for eight years. LK Group was a leading enterprise in the financial industry and a significant market player in Country J.

Even though some were not in high-level management positions, they felt more valuable than managers from other companies.

Not only would they lose their job and face upon being dismissed, but it would cause others to doubt their abilities, hence impeding their future job opportunities.

Although given their outstanding abilities, they could be compensated well in other companies, nowhere compared to LK Group.

Perceiving that a manager still wanted to say something, Chuan quickly gestured for them to leave.

Although recruiting new employees was never an issue for LK Group, these managers had served in the company for many years, and Chuan knew them personally. It was inappropriate to dismiss them for such a small matter.

Those who could work under Muchen were all shrewd and capable. As such, the managers exchanged glances and left.

Chuan was afraid that Muchen would further pursue the matter, so he quickly spoke up to divert his attention – the best topic that could divert Muchen's attention was something about Ziyue.

"Boss, Ke just called and told me that Mrs. Qin went downstairs to eat." Sure enough, Muchen's expression changed, but he soon wore a cold face again and said, "What does it have to do with you whether she went downstairs to eat? Do you have to report such a trivial matter to me?"

Despite saying that, Muchen took his coat hanging on the back of his chair and strode out of the office.

"Where are you going, Boss?" Chuan asked a reckless question.

Muchen did not even spare a glance at him as he continued walking.

His strides were wide, so he had exited the office by the time Chuan regained his composure. The

latter quickly followed up with Muchen and helped him open the car door when they arrived at the car park. Then, he got into the driver's seat and drove back to the villa.

Who said it's a 'trivial' matter just now? Nonetheless, Chuan could only complain inwardly and dared not speak his mind.

…

On the other hand, Ke did not manage to find Ziyue's phone.

Enxue had called Ziyue before, but Ziyue could not remember her phone number. So, Ziyue wanted to find her phone to retrieve Enxue's contact number through the call history.

However, there was nothing she could do now as she could not find her phone. At the same time, she realized Muchen would not possibly leave the phone for her now that she was confined.

She was well aware of how prudent Muchen was.

She had little appetite, so she went upstairs after eating a little.

Ke was hesitant as she watched Ziyue go upstairs. Given the current situation, anything she said would be redundant because Ziyue would not listen.

Suddenly, the sound of a car engine came forth.

Ke was startled. Did Boss come back?

She turned to look at the stairway, but Ziyue was nowhere to be seen because she had entered her room.

Ke wondered if she heard the sound of the car engine too.

Muchen's face turned sullen when he entered the living room to see Ke alone. "Where is she?"

"Mrs. Qin just went back to her room." Ke shrunk her neck subtly, but her voice remained normal.

Muchen darted an indifferent glance at Ke.

Ke gulped. I'm just telling the fact…

Two seconds later, Muchen walked toward the staircase. Halfway walking, he turned to ask Ke, "Has she eaten?"

"Yes." Ke nodded. But she only ate a little.

Muchen guessed what was going on, hearing Ke's hesitant tone.

This afternoon, they missed lunch after he dragged Ziyue back to the room and tortured her in bed. It was almost dinner time now, but Ziyue had barely eaten.

Ke couldn't help but shake her head. If Boss is so concerned about Mrs. Qin, why did he lock her in the villa? Although Mrs. Qin rarely went out on normal days, it's no different from a little pet to be cooped up like this…

Ke was frustrated at the thought.

Meanwhile, Ziyue sat down in front of the landline phone and picked up the receiver after entering the room. Just as she was about to dial a series of numbers, the door suddenly flung open.

She paused briefly but continued dialing the number after that.

Besides Muchen, who would dare to barge into her room?

She didn't turn around to look at him and continued making her call.

However, her indifferent response would not stop Muchen from messing with her.

He approached Ziyue and snatched the phone from her before throwing it aside. His voice was low and cold. "Who are you calling?"

Su Ziyue picked up the receiver without answering and continued dialing the number.

Muchen's expression turned ferocious as he ripped the phone line from the wall and bellowed, "I'm asking you, who are you calling?!"

Ziyue pressed her lips so tightly that her lips turned pale. She stared at Muchen with faint anger in her eyes and replied indifferently, "That's none of your business."

"Do you really think I don't know who you're calling? Trying to call Lu Shichu, huh?!" Muchen sneered.

Suddenly, he took out his phone and threw it at Ziyue. "Go ahead and call him! Let's see if a dead man

will answer your call."

Ziyue's eyes widened as Muchen's words provoked her. Her eyes turned bloodshot, and she croaked, "Is he… really dead?"

"Of course. I started using a gun when I was fourteen years old. Do you doubt my shooting skill?"

Muchen's face was as dark as night. Ziyue clenched her fists and stared at him silently while he curled his lips.

Seeing that Ziyue refused to speak and only bit her lips indignantly, Muchen stepped forward with a ghastly expression. He looked down at her and blurted, "Do you have nothing else to say after accepting the fact that Lu Shichu is dead?"

They stood so close that they could feel the other person's breath.

However, despite the proximity, there was no intimacy between them. In fact, there seemed to be an invisible yet strong barrier distancing them from each other.