Chapter 72

She walked across the hall to the kitchen.

Qin Muchen was wearing an apron, holding a spatula in one hand, and turning on the range hood with the other.

With his back facing Su Ziyue, he was tall and made people feel safe.

As if sensing someone behind him, he glanced back at Su Ziyue, turned his head to fire again, and asked her aloud, "How about a lighter dinner?"

It was as natural as if the two were a couple who had lived together for a long time.

Su Ziyue pursed her lips, wanted to say something, then turned and went back to the hall.

Throwing off the slippers, sitting on the sofa with knees crossed, holding the remote control in one hand and pressing it back and forth, and finally stopped at an animation channel.

She neither saw nor listened to the exaggerated expressions and exaggerated dubbing of the cartoon characters in it.

After a while, the voices in the kitchen stopped.

"time to eat."

Qin Muchen's voice came from behind, followed by the subtle and crisp sound of the plate falling on the table.

Su Ziyue got up and walked over, sitting at the dining table without making a move.

She didn't move, and neither did Qin Muchen.

Qin Muchen raised his eyelids and stared at Su Ziyue: "Not to your liking?"

He knew that her usual taste was a little heavy, but today's dishes were indeed a little lighter.

Su Ziyue leaned back, and said lightly: "You eat, I'm not hungry, go back after you're done."

Qin Mu's face was slightly stern, and he relaxed again in an instant: "Nan Chuan called me that night because there was something very important."

Su Ziyue looked at him suspiciously.

Qin Mushen explained: "That night at the mountain top villa in Yunshang Bay."

It's fine if he doesn't say anything, but when he says something, something is wrong with her.

"I'm going out to buy something, and I'll leave by myself after eating." After Su Ziyue finished speaking, she remembered the car she drove back that day.

Get up and hand the Rolls-Royce car keys to him: "Your car."

Qin Mu took a deep look at her, but didn't reach out to take it. He just looked into her eyes and said, "Su Ziyue, give me an answer."

Su Ziyue was taken aback, she didn't expect him to ask her so bluntly.

Qin Muchen's eyes were sharp, and he looked at Su Ziyue, as if he was looking at a prey that was sure to win.

"Why do you think that if you want to ask, I have to give someone an answer?"

Su Ziyue burst into a charming smile: "Then, Mr. Qin, if you tell me the purpose of your approaching me, I might be able to consider you. After all, you are so rich and good-looking." There are not many people who come to me."

The self-confidence and determination on Qin Muchen's face slightly annoyed Su Ziyue.

Since he wanted to ask her directly for an answer, she also wanted to ask him for an answer.

He wanted everything to be according to his wishes, wanted her not to ask too much, and wanted her to follow him submissively. There is no such good thing in this world.

Qin Muchen was not annoyed by her words, on the contrary, he said seriously: "Some things, when I can tell you, I will explain them to you."

When Su Ziyue heard this, the smile on her face faded: "Then let's talk about it when we can explain."

"I think these are two things." Qin Muchen frowned slightly: "No matter what the purpose was in the past, when I married you, I did it from the bottom of my heart. I believe this, and you can feel it. of."

"If you want to raise a dog, you will also be sincere when you buy it back. Moreover, it won't ask you for any explanations, and it won't cause so many troubles. How good it is."

Su Ziyue looked at him mockingly: "It's great to have a dog, as long as you treat it well, he will be devoted to you, and don't care about anything else."

Qin Muchen, who had never had any emotional ups and downs, seemed to be finally angered by her, and called her name in a cold voice: "Su Ziyue!"

"I can hear you, don't yell so loudly." Su Ziyue's expression was lazy, unmoved at all.

Seeing her indifferent look, Qin Mushen's expression became colder, and a strange light flashed in his eyes: "Do you really think that I must be you?"

"I don't think so, what kind of woman do you want? It's just that I happened to sleep with me for one night, and then I became interested. I still have this self-knowledge."

Su Ziyue raised her chin, glanced at him, and then turned her head to look elsewhere.

"Very good." Qin Mu looked at her steadily: "Very good! Su Ziyue."

He said two "very good" in a row.

Hearing it in Su Ziyue's ears made her shudder.

Without waiting for Su Ziyue to say anything else, Qin Muchen grabbed the car keys of the Rolls Royce, got up and walked out.

Su Ziyue sat on the chair without moving. In fact, she really wanted to remind Qin Muchen that he was wearing pajamas.

...

Qin Muchen came out with the car keys and walked down the stairs without even taking the elevator.

He slept all night and all day, and his fever had just subsided. He was already a little weak, and when he got downstairs, he was panting badly.

He drove the car all the way back to the villa in Yunshang Bay, and when he got out of the car, he realized that he had run back in his pajamas.

Qin Muchen's face darkened, and he slammed the car door shut with a loud "bang".

He glanced at the car, his eyes sank a little more.

This car was also driven by that woman!

Qin Muchen called Nanchuan as soon as he entered the villa.

Nanchuan was teasing a new intern when he received a call from Qin Muchen.

I was a little surprised, the boss called him so soon, could it be that he coaxed Miss Su so quickly?

If this is the case, the boss's mood should be sunny now?

In this way, can he ask him to take a few days off?

Unexpectedly, as soon as the call was connected, Qin Mushen's words: "Go to Yunshang Bay immediately." It immediately brought his good expectations back to their original form.

Sure enough, life is not a fairy tale.

...

When Nan Chuan arrived at the villa, Qin Muchen had already changed into a suit of clothes. The well-made black suit was fitted on his big body properly, making him look more elegant and difficult to get close to.

"Boss?" Nanchuan carefully looked at Qin Muchen's face.

Seeing his grim complexion, the visual guess is that the plan failed, and he failed to coax Miss Su back.

Qin Mu straightened his cufflinks carefully, and casually threw him a car key.

Nan Chuan grabbed the key, what is the boss doing?

Qin Muchen glanced at him coldly: "Drive away immediately, I don't want this car to appear in my field of vision in the future."

"?" Nan Chuan blinked, that means, can he drive this car by himself?

You know, this limited edition Rolls-Royce is also his favorite, but at that time he hadn't saved enough money, and now the boss gave it to him generously.

Presumably it should be reconciled with Miss Su, right?

"Boss, you and Miss Su..."

Halfway through Nan Chuan's speech, he felt the temperature of the whole room drop suddenly, and the following words stuck in his throat.

Qin Muchen sneered, and his voice was extremely cold: "If you mention Su Ziyue in the future, you'll get the hell out of here in South Africa!"