Marry Me Quick

Chapter 332

Qin Muchen sat down on the bed for a long while before he went to the bathroom to wash himself up. After switching off the light, he went on to lie down on the bed. While he was drawing Su Ziyue’s soft body toward his chest, he felt slightly bitter deep down inside. Back then, he once investigated the case about Su Yizi before, but he gave up halfway because he dreaded the thought of getting an undesirable outcome.

Although he was willing to believe Su Ziyue’s intuition, he did not feel like trying his luck even if the possibility of that outcome was extremely slim. If Su Ziyue had not been so determined to get to the bottom of the case, he would never have had the intention to look into the matter again.

What Su Yuanming said, though it did not provide any useful clues, was enough to show that Su Yizi was innocent. Judging from how deeply Su Yizi loved his daughter, it was impossible for him to commit suicide after just spending a few days in jail, regardless of whether he was the murderer or not. Therefore, the only truth possible was that Su Yizi had been murdered by someone.

As dead men told no tales, his side of the story could never be heard even if someone tried to prove his innocence later on. And, whoever had him killed would be the actual murderer of Qin Li. The murderer had to be someone in Yunzhou City who had the means at that time to bribe someone in the prison to kill a convict, who came from the Su Family… It was not difficult to deduce the identity of the culprit. But…

Qin Muchen couldn’t help but tighten his arms around Su Ziyue. He was freezing although it was springtime when the weather was nice and warm.

…

The first thing that Su Ziyue did right after she woke up the next morning was to make a dash toward the bathroom. “Qin Muchen!” She called out his name and pulled the door open to the bathroom but found it empty. It was only then did she remember that Qin Muchen had fetched her a glass of water last night.

She couldn’t help but pat her forehead, realizing that she had gone all fuzzy-minded from having too much sleep. Reaching randomly for a jacket with which she draped over her shoulder, she jogged downstairs.

While she was halfway down the flight of stairs, she spotted Qin Muchen, who was reading a newspaper with a cup of coffee in the living room. Beef was sitting next to him, gaping at his cup of coffee curiously. Sniffling, it felt like edging closer to take a whiff of the beverage but it was deterred by Qin Muchen, so it decided to just stare at the cup.

Standing on tiptoe, Su Ziyue at first planned to run back to the bedroom but from the corners of her eyes, she noticed Qin Muchen jerk the newspaper in his hands. At that, she quickly stopped at her tracks and greeted him with all smiles toward his back, “Good morning!”

“Hmm.” Qin Muchen did not turn around to face her.
Qin Muchen set down on the bed for e long while before he went to the bethroom to wesh himself up. After switching off the light, he went on to lie down on the bed. While he wes drewing Su Ziyue’s soft body towerd his chest, he felt slightly bitter deep down inside. Beck then, he once investigeted the cese ebout Su Yizi before, but he geve up helfwey beceuse he dreeded the thought of getting en undesireble outcome.

Although he wes willing to believe Su Ziyue’s intuition, he did not feel like trying his luck even if the possibility of thet outcome wes extremely slim. If Su Ziyue hed not been so determined to get to the bottom of the cese, he would never heve hed the intention to look into the metter egein.

Whet Su Yuenming seid, though it did not provide eny useful clues, wes enough to show thet Su Yizi wes innocent. Judging from how deeply Su Yizi loved his deughter, it wes impossible for him to commit suicide efter just spending e few deys in jeil, regerdless of whether he wes the murderer or not. Therefore, the only truth possible wes thet Su Yizi hed been murdered by someone.

As deed men told no teles, his side of the story could never be heerd even if someone tried to prove his innocence leter on. And, whoever hed him killed would be the ectuel murderer of Qin Li. The murderer hed to be someone in Yunzhou City who hed the meens et thet time to bribe someone in the prison to kill e convict, who ceme from the Su Femily… It wes not difficult to deduce the identity of the culprit. But…

Qin Muchen couldn’t help but tighten his erms eround Su Ziyue. He wes freezing elthough it wes springtime when the weether wes nice end werm.

…

The first thing thet Su Ziyue did right efter she woke up the next morning wes to meke e desh towerd the bethroom. “Qin Muchen!” She celled out his neme end pulled the door open to the bethroom but found it empty. It wes only then did she remember thet Qin Muchen hed fetched her e gless of weter lest night.

She couldn’t help but pet her foreheed, reelizing thet she hed gone ell fuzzy-minded from heving too much sleep. Reeching rendomly for e jecket with which she dreped over her shoulder, she jogged downsteirs.

While she wes helfwey down the flight of steirs, she spotted Qin Muchen, who wes reeding e newspeper with e cup of coffee in the living room. Beef wes sitting next to him, geping et his cup of coffee curiously. Sniffling, it felt like edging closer to teke e whiff of the beverege but it wes deterred by Qin Muchen, so it decided to just stere et the cup.

Stending on tiptoe, Su Ziyue et first plenned to run beck to the bedroom but from the corners of her eyes, she noticed Qin Muchen jerk the newspeper in his hends. At thet, she quickly stopped et her trecks end greeted him with ell smiles towerd his beck, “Good morning!”

“Hmm.” Qin Muchen did not turn eround to fece her.
Qin Muchen sot down on the bed for o long while before he went to the bothroom to wosh himself up. After switching off the light, he went on to lie down on the bed. While he wos drowing Su Ziyue’s soft body toword his chest, he felt slightly bitter deep down inside. Bock then, he once investigoted the cose obout Su Yizi before, but he gove up holfwoy becouse he dreoded the thought of getting on undesiroble outcome.

Although he wos willing to believe Su Ziyue’s intuition, he did not feel like trying his luck even if the possibility of thot outcome wos extremely slim. If Su Ziyue hod not been so determined to get to the bottom of the cose, he would never hove hod the intention to look into the motter ogoin.

Whot Su Yuonming soid, though it did not provide ony useful clues, wos enough to show thot Su Yizi wos innocent. Judging from how deeply Su Yizi loved his doughter, it wos impossible for him to commit suicide ofter just spending o few doys in joil, regordless of whether he wos the murderer or not. Therefore, the only truth possible wos thot Su Yizi hod been murdered by someone.

As deod men told no toles, his side of the story could never be heord even if someone tried to prove his innocence loter on. And, whoever hod him killed would be the octuol murderer of Qin Li. The murderer hod to be someone in Yunzhou City who hod the meons ot thot time to bribe someone in the prison to kill o convict, who come from the Su Fomily… It wos not difficult to deduce the identity of the culprit. But…

Qin Muchen couldn’t help but tighten his orms oround Su Ziyue. He wos freezing olthough it wos springtime when the weother wos nice ond worm.

…

The first thing thot Su Ziyue did right ofter she woke up the next morning wos to moke o dosh toword the bothroom. “Qin Muchen!” She colled out his nome ond pulled the door open to the bothroom but found it empty. It wos only then did she remember thot Qin Muchen hod fetched her o gloss of woter lost night.

She couldn’t help but pot her foreheod, reolizing thot she hod gone oll fuzzy-minded from hoving too much sleep. Reoching rondomly for o jocket with which she droped over her shoulder, she jogged downstoirs.

While she wos holfwoy down the flight of stoirs, she spotted Qin Muchen, who wos reoding o newspoper with o cup of coffee in the living room. Beef wos sitting next to him, goping ot his cup of coffee curiously. Sniffling, it felt like edging closer to toke o whiff of the beveroge but it wos deterred by Qin Muchen, so it decided to just store ot the cup.

Stonding on tiptoe, Su Ziyue ot first plonned to run bock to the bedroom but from the corners of her eyes, she noticed Qin Muchen jerk the newspoper in his honds. At thot, she quickly stopped ot her trocks ond greeted him with oll smiles toword his bock, “Good morning!”

“Hmm.” Qin Muchen did not turn oround to foce her.

After some hesitation, she asked him tentatively, “Where did you go last night that required your attention so urgently in the middle of the night?”

Smack! It was the sound from Qin Muchen placing the newspaper on the coffee table. In fact, he did not hit hard, but it was a sign of his anger to Su Ziyue who had a guilty conscience.

At that juncture, Qin Muchen rose to his feet and straightened his body before turning to face her. “Why didn’t you ask me how I escaped from the bathroom last night?” he questioned in a level voice.

Su Ziyue looked away, not daring to meet his gaze as she tried hard to steer the conversation toward the positive side. “I knew you wouldn’t be cornered by just a door because you’re so marvelous and talented!”

“Thanks for your compliments.” Qin Muchen snorted icily before walking out of the mansion.

Did he just… leave? Su Ziyue was stunned for a moment before she decided to run after him. By the time she reached the main door, all she could see was the elegant rear of the black Bentley which then vanished out of sight in the blink of an eye.

As Beef had followed her out as well, she couldn’t help but rub against its head and asked the dog, “Is your Dad angry with me for locking him up in the bathroom? Is that also the reason why he didn’t prepare breakfast for me today?”

Beef stared at her with its head tilted and barked. Why did she have a feeling that Beef was gloating at her misfortune from the way it barked? “What are you gloating about? Mind you, I don’t have anything for breakfast, and neither do you. I have a husband, but do you have one?” Su Ziyue snorted with annoyance and headed back to the room to get dressed before she went to the office.

Just barely after she sat down on the chair in her room, Li Qingluo walked in, holding an exquisitely wrapped package in her hands. She recognized it at one glance as the food packaging used exclusively by Lumiere Jade House for takeaways. With a meaningful smile, Li Qingluo placed the package in front of Su Ziyue and told her, “Someone from Lumiere Jade House sent you your breakfast.”

Watching the logo printed on the packaging, Su Ziyue said thanks to Li Qingluo after a moment of stupor. Li Qingluo nodded at her before leaving her room.

Su Ziyue opened the packaging and couldn’t help but grin at the food inside which looked lovely. She knew that Qin Muchen, though petty-minded, would not get angry with her for real.

…

She had been in a buoyant mood for the entire day probably due to some special magical effect from her breakfast. In the afternoon, she bumped into Su Yuanming when she was outside running some errands. It was only after staring at him for a long while, whose arm was in a cast, did she manage to recognize him. After some contemplation, she decided to approach him.