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Chapter 590 If She Doesn’t Listen, Send Her Away
Muchen should have a nasty temper.
I made him some nutritionally lacking instant noodles. Shouldn't he be furious? But he just started eating them
calmly.
Moreover...he seems to be in a good mood.
Ziyue scowled as she approached Muchen. She watched him effortlessly consume the bowl of noodles.
She looked at the ground, somewhat confused.
Muchen finished his dinner and walked away without glancing at Ziyue. It was as if he hadn't previously pushed her
to prepare a meal in the kitchen.
Ziyue kept an eye on him as he made his way upstairs. The wound on her head began to hurt more and more.
...
The next day, Xiyi came to check Ziyue's wound as promised.
Although Muchen's request was unnecessary, Xiyi was meticulous and always kept his word.
Ziyue's wound wasn't severe enough to require daily checkups, but he took a serious look nonetheless.
After being tormented by Muchen yesterday, Ziyue couldn't help but ask Xiyi. She said, "When can you do a
comprehensive checkup on Muchen?"
She understood that she could no longer follow Muchen's thoughts.
Despite their quarrel yesterday, he had her cook for him.
She purposefully cooked instant noodles for Muchen out of malice, but to her amazement, he ate them without
saying a word.
She was finding it increasingly challenging to predict Muchen's behavior.
Xiyi was slightly stunned when he heard this, as if he had thought of something, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Ziyue then recounted yesterday's events to Xiyi.
Xiyi, who had spent his whole life dealing with drugs and research, had no idea how couples communicated. He just
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtgrimaced and was unable to make sense of what had happened.
Finally, he nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."
...
Midday, Muchen came back.
Ziyue was in the courtyard examining a flower. She felt it was lovely and wished to bring it back to her homeland so
that it may grow.
A servant arrived just in time to inform her that Muchen was back.
Ziyue sneered and reprimanded, "Don't tell me when he returns in the future."
She found it uncomfortable to be alone with Muchen at this time. She required Xiyi to examine Muchen as quickly
as possible.
She hoped that Muchen could recover quickly.
"Repeat it."
Behind her, Muchen's voice could be heard.
Ziyue was startled and turned to discover Muchen standing behind her. He wore all-black attire, including his pants
and shirt, and a suit jacket slung over his arm. He appeared like a model from a fashion magazine and was quite
animated. He did, however, have a tinge of hostility.
Ziyue tightly pursed her lips.
What just happened? Ask me to repeat it.
Who is terrified of who? I'll repeat it!
She tossed the shovel in Ziyue's direction. She said as she lifted her chin, "I said you don't need to tell me when
you'll come back in the future!"
"Hah!"
Muchen sneered and strode over.
Ziyue's legs moved more quickly than her mind did. She retreated almost instinctively but could not keep up with
Muchen's pace.
He approached her with long strides. Muchen then said, "You said you're a pet, right? Pets should have a sense of
awareness."
'...'
I was using a metaphor.
What is this man trying to do? Bringing up 'pet' repeatedly?
Has he lost it?
Ziyue choked and asked, "What...awareness?"
Muchen instantly grinned. He spoke clearly, "Obeying your owner's commands."
F*ck you, the owner!
Ziyue clenched her fists. She seethed with rage.
With the horror she displayed, Muchen appeared to be quite pleased. He took a small step back and continued to
look at her. "Also, I won't ever allow Shichu the chance to escape my clutches again if we cross paths again. Don't
even consider being with him," he threatened.
Ziyue felt powerless.
She was unsure how to express her affection for Shichu to Muchen.
Yet Shichu's survival had already been implied by Muchen's statements.
He was a crucial player in Grisly, and the group would undoubtedly look out for him.
She just hoped that she would never see Shichu again.
Because they will undoubtedly be adversaries the next time they cross paths.
No matter what role Shichu plays at the time, their relationship can only be hostile.
She will no longer beg for Shichu if he again falls into Muchen's hands. She won't get involved with Muchen and his
relations.
Whatever the reason Shichu joined Grisly in the first place, his actions were unacceptable.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe poisoning of Muchen, using human subjects, and even her suspicion that Shichu was responsible for Li Yannan's
demise...
Ziyue's eyes flickered with a hint of loss. The thought haunted her.
Muchen noticed her dismal expression. He immediately assumed she behaved this way because she and Shichu
won't be together.
His voice grew cold, and his eyes became somber. He said, "What would a typical owner do with a pet who defies
commands?"
Ziyue's remark caused her to ground back into reality.
Ziyue glanced at him and then averted her gaze.
Nonsense! I'm not talking to him about such a worthless subject because I'm not his supposed pet.
Regardless of how she responded, Muchen said to himself, "I once gave away a pet. So, you better behave."
Muchen stopped speaking, and he gave her a severe look. Then, he turned and walked away.
Ziyue stared at his back in shock.
She couldn't overlook how serious he was now.
Muchen treated me like a pet and threatened to give me away if I didn't act appropriately...
If that were real, Ziyue couldn't conceive if she would still have the fortitude to stand beside Muchen.
Can a person's heart change along with their personality?
Ziyue stood in a daze, and a servant walked over and whispered, "Madam, the master asked you to cook."
"I know."
This time, Ziyue didn't resist and quickly made a simple meal for Muchen.
When she delivered it to the table, she saw a satisfied expression on Muchen's face.
Ziyue wondered if he had anticipated that his threat would be effective.
Ziyue gritted her teeth as she considered this scenario.
Does Muchen intend to toy with me like a pet?