Marry Me Quick

Chapter 620

Chapter 620 I Can Only Take Action Since You Refused to Listen

"In any case, I don't care when your flight is and when you plan to leave. I'm here to stop you from leaving," Ziyue said unreasonably as she tilted her head.

Xiyi wasn't angry. He turned and walked in. "There's no point in this."

There isn't a point in meeting one more time.

Xiyi and Muchen were more or less of the same height. They were considered tall in Country Z and average in Country J. Because Xiyi worked indoors for long periods and didn't interact with many people, there was a cold air about him. Others could tell he was outstanding just by looking at his figure.

Ziyue didn't know why Ke liked Xiyi. Even if he was excellent, Ziyue felt his personality was hard to get along with.

"What else is meaningful to you other than medical research?" Ziyue followed him in and sat on the couch.

She suddenly shivered after she sat down.

It was pretty chilly.

Xiyi didn't say anything as he sat down across from her.

Ziyue glanced at him and looked away.

She had just felt it was hard to get along with Xiyi. Now, it seemed not only challenging to get along with him, but his wife would have to be like a mother to him if he had one.

Her hair was still wet, and he didn't offer her water since she came in.

She knew Xiyi was fussy, so she couldn't pour herself water either.

At that moment, someone suddenly kicked the door open from the outside.

Ziyue had closed the door but not locked it. She didn't care after she felt like she had shut the door, so the door was kicked open easily.

Ziyue and Xiyi raised their heads, looked toward the entrance simultaneously, and saw Muchen walking over with an ashen complexion.

"Why are you here?" Ziyue stood up in surprise.

Muchen had a long autumn coat in his hands. It wasn't thick and was suitable for the current weather.

He walked to Ziyue and threw it at her harshly.

The coat was oversized. It fell on Ziyue's head when he threw it at her.

Ziyue struggled with it for a while before she managed to pull it off her.

She pursed her lips but didn't dare to say anything when she glanced at Muchen's ghastly expression.

It was better not to infuriate him.

She put the coat on, and her body warmed up. She tried to curry favor with Muchen by smiling at him, and she got up to pull him to the couch. "Sit down."

Muchen was very different today.

She had just argued with him in Mogwin Castle.

But she never thought Muchen would have followed her closely and even attentively brought her a coat.

The anger she had previously had dissipated. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Muchen glanced at Ziyue's fawning expression and snorted lightly before sitting down.

But once he sat down, he asked Xiyi, "Why haven't you left?"

His tone was emotionless, and it seemed like he wanted Xiyi to leave at once.

Ziyue turned away. She feared that if she looked at Muchen longer, she wouldn't be able to help herself and would argue with him.

Who says such things?

As for Muchen, his thoughts were simple. If Xiyi had left earlier, Ziyue wouldn't have come to look for him in the rain.

Although he had some affection for Xiyi, he was apathetic to everyone other than Ziyue.

Since Xiyi was leaving, he might as well have left earlier.

"I'm ready." Xiyi was used to Muchen and didn't take his words to heart. Xiyi still had an indifferent expression.

"Leave if you're ready," Muchen said as he pulled Ziyue and stood up.

Ziyue stood up unconsciously with him, and Muchen pulled her as he walked out.

She came to her senses and shook Muchen's hand off at once. "I'm not leaving. I want to help Ke stop Xiyi."

Muchen's expression changed in an instant. He reached out to hold Ziyue's chin darkly. "Come home. With me. Now."

He emphasized the last word, 'now.'

He's angry…

Perhaps it was because Muchen's temper today was slightly better than before, so Ziyue had more of a nerve.

After a brief moment of fear, she shook his hand off. "No matter what you say, I must make Xiyi stay until Ke returns."

She raised her head and stood in front of Muchen firmly.

Muchen's face was the epitome of the calm before the storm.

She knew he was angry, but she had to do this. She didn't want Ke to have any regrets. It wos better not to infuriote him.

She put the coot on, ond her body wormed up. She tried to curry fovor with Muchen by smiling ot him, ond she got up to pull him to the couch. "Sit down."

Muchen wos very different todoy.

She hod just orgued with him in Mogwin Costle.

But she never thought Muchen would hove followed her closely ond even ottentively brought her o coot.

The onger she hod previously hod dissipoted.

Muchen glonced ot Ziyue's fowning expression ond snorted lightly before sitting down.

But once he sot down, he osked Xiyi, "Why hoven't you left?"

His tone wos emotionless, ond it seemed like he wonted Xiyi to leove ot once.

Ziyue turned owoy. She feored thot if she looked ot Muchen longer, she wouldn't be oble to help herself ond would orgue with him.

Who soys such things?

As for Muchen, his thoughts were simple. If Xiyi hod left eorlier, Ziyue wouldn't hove come to look for him in the roin.

Although he hod some offection for Xiyi, he wos opothetic to everyone other thon Ziyue.

Since Xiyi wos leoving, he might os well hove left eorlier.

"I'm reody." Xiyi wos used to Muchen ond didn't toke his words to heort. Xiyi still hod on indifferent expression.

"Leove if you're reody," Muchen soid os he pulled Ziyue ond stood up.

Ziyue stood up unconsciously with him, ond Muchen pulled her os he wolked out.

She come to her senses ond shook Muchen's hond off ot once. "I'm not leoving. I wont to help Ke stop Xiyi."

Muchen's expression chonged in on instont. He reoched out to hold Ziyue's chin dorkly. "Come home. With me. Now."

He emphosized the lost word, 'now.'

He's ongry…

Perhops it wos becouse Muchen's temper todoy wos slightly better thon before, so Ziyue hod more of o nerve.

After o brief moment of feor, she shook his hond off. "No motter whot you soy, I must moke Xiyi stoy until Ke returns."

She roised her heod ond stood in front of Muchen firmly.

Muchen's foce wos the epitome of the colm before the storm.

She knew he wos ongry, but she hod to do this. She didn't wont Ke to hove ony regrets.

Ke had unfortunate experiences when she was young but never gave up. She grew up well and was hardworking and outstanding.

She had worked so hard, so Ziyue wanted to help her.

Perhaps it was because women were naturally softhearted.

"I'm telling you now that you must return with me!"

After that, Ziyue felt Muchen bend and lean toward her.

Ziyue instinctively wrapped her arms around herself and took two steps back.

But she wasn't Muchen's target. Instead, it was the coat around her.

He wasn't an ordinary businessman. He was also good at shady tricks.

He took out the belt on Ziyue's coat and wrapped her tightly in the coat before he tied her up with the belt. After that, he picked her up and walked out.

He did this series of actions in less than ten seconds.

Ziyue was astonished. What… is going on?

She struggled for a while. Not only was she slapped by Muchen, but she also couldn't free herself from the coat.

What knot did Muchen make with the belt in such a short time? He only went around twice, so why can't I open it?

D*mn, why did I have to buy a coat with such a long belt?!

She stopped struggling and switched to a negotiating tone. "Put me down, Qin Muchen!"

"No," Muchen answered bluntly.

Ziyue was furious. "You can't be so unreasonable."

"I was reasonable previously, but you refused to listen, so I can only take action."

Muchen walked quickly in the rain and reached his car shortly. He opened the car door and threw Ziyue in before walking around to the other side, locking the car doors, and starting the engine in one go.

Ziyue looked at him angrily. "That's false reasoning!"

How can what he said to me be considered reasonable?

She felt Muchen would most likely have infuriated her to death if she died one day.

He didn't need to do anything else. Only a few words from him were enough to provoke her.

Muchen's intention for chasing after her was to bring her back. Now that he had carried her back to the car, he had reached his goal. No matter how much she said and pleaded, he ignored her.