Marry Me Quick

Chapter 576

Ziyue looked up slightly and kept under control her eyes that had misted.

It wasn't as if she had never considered it from Muchen's perspective.

To him, the advantages of killing Shichu outweighed the disadvantages.

But couldn't he have spared Shichu for her sake?

Although what Shichu did was despicable, she didn't have other requests. Muchen could have done anything to

Shichu as long as he spared Shichu.

It wasn't a hard thing for Muchen to do.

Perhaps his temperament had been affected by the side effects of the K1LU73 antidote, but she couldn't accept it.

According to what Muchen had said, Shichu must have died. She hadn't believed it at first.

But she had no choice but to believe him after he said everything so firmly.

"Was it so hard to spare his life? How am I going to face you in the future? Tell me…" Ziyue started to choke up.

How was she going to face Muchen for the rest of her life?

She couldn't forget Shichu's death.

Besides marrying Muchen and being the wife of LK Group's president, she was just an ordinary person from the

inside out.

She would take pity on stray cats she met in the park.

Let alone human life.

For an average person, life and death were significant life events.

But for Muchen, shooting and killing a man was ordinary.

Even if it wasn't Shichu, she would have been emotional if it was someone irrelevant instead.

Furthermore, his punishment of death didn't fit his crime.

"Why are you crying? Stop it!" Muchen couldn't stand seeing her tears. He thought she was crying over Shichu.

Ziyue suddenly laughed as she was crying.

She wasn't crying over Shichu. She had thought about her future where she couldn't handle herself in front of

Muchen.

Muchen's face was dark, but his tone was patient. "I'm warning you. This is the last straw! If you go on, I'll dig up

Shichu's body and tear it to pieces."

If anyone else had said it, Ziyue might have thought it was because of the heat of the moment.

But she couldn't help but believe it since it came from Muchen.

Ziyue forcefully stopped her tears from flowing.

Muchen got angrier when he saw her holding back her tears.

He reached out to hold her nape, and he kissed her fiercely.

His other hand wrapped around her waist.

Ziyue had been through much joy and pain today. He had tormented her, and she hadn't eaten much. She didn't

have the energy to fight back.

As Muchen kissed her, he pressed against her, and the two fell on the bed together.

Ziyue realized what he wanted to do, and her body froze abruptly. The wounds that he had caused were faintly

hurting.

Her eyes were open but unresponsive. When she looked closely at Muchen's handsome face that was infatuated

with her, her heart softened in a split second.

At the end of the day, this man loved her.

But at times, love wasn't enough.

Love wasn't everything.

She wanted to compromise, but her conscience didn't let her.

Muchen noticed that her mind was wandering.

His hand around her waist tightened like he was punishing her.

Ziyue had been injured because of him, but she didn't know how serious her injuries were. When he squeezed her,

it grazed a spot, and she gasped in pain.

Muchen was about to demand an explanation. When he saw her brows furrow, he frowned subconsciously as well.

He suddenly got up and reached out to lift the hem of her dress.

Ziyue felt what he was doing and pushed him away reflexively.

Muchen's face fell at her reaction. Ziyue bit her lips but didn't pull her hands away or use force. She stammered,

"I'm not…"

She wasn't feeling well and didn't want to do it.

Her soft and supple hands covered his. She hadn't moved, but he felt a tingling itch.

It was so strong that he felt it in his heart.

He had an impulse to crush her into pieces.

His gaze shifted and fell on her pale yet cautious face. His expression changed slightly, and he started peeling off

her clothes unquestionably.

She couldn't stop him in time. The big and small scars on her snow-white skin were a ghastly sight.

Muchen wrinkled his brows fiercely, and his hands eased subconsciously.

Although he had been the cause, Ziyue felt humiliated under his gaze.

Muchen took off her clothes without a care, but he seemed awfully sullen when he saw her body full of scars.

Ziyue couldn't fight back. She could only put a bold face and sit in her stupor, but her trembling hands betrayed her

emotions.

Muchen held her waist in one hand and continued taking off her clothes with the other. His expression was hard to

comprehend.

Ziyue didn't know what he was thinking about.

At that moment, he suddenly stood up, and Ziyue shivered violently. She pulled the covers over her.

Muchen didn't leap on her. He walked out instead.

Ziyue was a little astounded and couldn't help but ask, "Where… are you going?"

When the words came out of her mouth, she felt the question was unnecessary.

Why did I even ask him?

Muchen turned to look at her. His deep eyes were like an old well. Its surface had no ripples or movement, but it

was frighteningly dark, mysterious, and hard to fathom.

Ziyue's grip tightened as she held on to the comforter. Muchen only looked at her for a moment before he walked

out.

But when he left, he slammed the doors hard.

The room suddenly quietened, and Ziyue breathed a sigh of relief. She went limp and lay on the bed without

moving.

Outside the room, Muchen stood with his back facing the door after he had slammed it. There was a hesitant

expression on his face.

After a moment, he turned and put his hand on the doorknob before he stopped.

Their dispute in the room had lasted for quite some time, and the sky was slowly getting dark. It was almost dinner

time. Doesn't Ziyue know to hold me back if I leave like that?

Perhaps she was preoccupied with her sadness for Shichu and ignored him.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt he shouldn't have let her go.

When he thought about the scene where she hugged the covers and looked at him, something in Muchen's body

changed.

He couldn't help but swear angrily, "Sh*t!"

He didn't stay for a second longer. He flew down the stairs and drove off.

Chuan had been speaking to Ke in the courtyard. They were stunned when they saw Muchen drive off in a huff.

Ke frowned. "What's up with the boss?"

"His wife must have upset him." Chuan felt his head start to hurt again.

"Should we follow him?"

"We can't interfere in their affairs." Chuan dispelled the idea.

Muchen sped all the way to Xiyi's laboratory.