Marry Me Quick

Chapter 723 Driving off Wanzhang Cliff

In the next second, she found herself pushed into Yunan's arms. She could not understand how Muchen could suddenly muster such strength.

The two men exchanged glances. No one bothered to ask Ziyue what she thought.

Then, Muchen stood up and ran in the direction Yuchuan escaped.

Yuchuan had run off amid the commotion.

Although Muchen was focused on protecting Ziyue, he still closely observed where Yuchuan went.

Yuchuan committed too many evil deeds, but it did not change the fact that he was Muchen's grandfather. Now that Yuchuan was forced to the brink, Muchen knew it would be too dangerous for anyone to pursue him.

Therefore, Muchen had to do it himself.

Ziyue struggled to free herself to follow Muchen, but Yuchuan restrained her firmly. She could do nothing but watch Muchen heading to his doom.

Yuchuan is desperate. Who knows what he will do!

"Muchen and I discussed the matter and believed this was the best plan. Although he has evidence, it was not enough, so we had to act to force Yuchuan to admit he was Lagos. Only then will we have sufficient reason to arrest him!"

Yunan sounded urgent and briefly explained everything.

Ziyue guessed the rest without needing him to explain.

She knew Muchen and Yunan also collaborated to expose the news about Muchen and her divorce. They deliberately misled her to think Yunan was behind it, prompting her to leave the house. That would give Muchen a chance to meet with Youchuan.

She figured out everything and understood why they did it. Furthermore, she was thankful they did not keep her out of it and even brought her here.

However, how could she bear to see Muchen facing danger alone?

She shook her head at Yunan, but he ignored her.

He secured an arm around Ziyue as he retreated and held a gun in his other hand. He seemed to have some difficulty.

Ziyue looked down at his pocket stuffed with car keys.

She knew the car keys were there because she had seen him put them in. While Yunan was distracted, she grabbed the key, kicked him hard, and ran away.

Ziyue had kicked so hard that Yunan gritted his teeth in pain. "Ziyue!"

He glared at her furiously. Why is there such a reckless woman?

She moved some distance from him before turning around and looking at Yunan. Her eyes flashed with determination.

did not say anything, Yunan understood her

not care how risky

felt a flutter of emotions in that instant, only to come

Ziyue, it was merely because she was prettier than

all the time he had known her, she had never looked as dazzling as she did when she walked

exited the house and saw many people in the yard. Half were Yuchuan's people, while the other half were brought here by Yunan. There was also a small

house when they saw

house safely and

the city at one end, while the other end connected to denser

escape, he would surely choose to run into the

was a jeep suited for driving in such

when she noticed a fresh corpse by

road. His blood flowed into the snow and stained it red. One could still see steam coming off

the urge to

corpses. Instead, she feared the next corpse she encountered

jeep did not travel far before she found

on a large field by the road, surrounded

ground. He took Muchen's gun and tossed it away before saying gleefully, "You learned all your combat skills

to Ziyue. He would stop at

pointed a

beneath Muchen's

"Grandpa, please let Muchen go!

then that she realized

taken a sip of the drink Yunan gave her. The effect must

gleeful smile. Then, he kicked Muchen and said, "Look, your darling is here. How are you going

people with him, but he instructed most of them to stay in the house to

Muchen wanted was for Ziyue to

heart plunged into terror

had never felt so afraid

why are you here? Go away! I don't need your help!" He shouted anything that

would not show

Grandpa. I'm the owner of LK Group. If you want, I can give it to

walked toward them

if considering whether

seconds, he said

walked to

only for Yuchuan to step

grabbed Ziyue and pointed the gun barrel at her temple when