All the movement and voices stopped abruptly at the same time.
Glowering at Han Muzi as she shielded Ye Linhan from his punches, Ye Moxuan squinted his eyes at her and asked, “Are you protecting him?”
The stare was bottomless, like an iceberg from extreme winter that made one shiver involuntarily.
Even though Ye Linhan had fallen to the ground, he smiled happily upon seeing Han Muzi blocking and protecting him from Ye Moxuan.
However, his smile seemed provocative in the eyes of Ye Moxuan. “What a great tactic to act like a weak person in front of a woman,” he sneered.
“That is enough, Ye Moxuan!” Han Muzi shouted at him. “He did not return a single punch after being beaten by you continuously, yet you want to insult him even more?”
As soon as she finished speaking, she took a deep breath and turned around to help Ye Linhan up.
When Ye Linhan tried to get up, he purposely grabbed her pale, thin wrist and put half of his body weight on her body before slowly standing up.
The scene before him was like a ticking bomb; instantly, Ye Moxuan’s anger rose up to the breaking point.
He lunged forward and punched Ye Linhan again. Han Muzi widened her eyes, but before she could help Ye Linhan or reason with Ye Moxuan, she was lifted up by her waist.
“Argh, what are you doing? Put me down!” Han Muzi’s stomach was pressed against Ye Moxuan’s shoulder. Finding it painful, she struggled and slapped his back with all her might.
“Shut up! My woman is not allowed to help other guys, especially an insincere hypocrite like Ye Linhan.”
Carrying her, he strode right out of the parking lot.
As the people and the voices slowly faded further away, Ye Linhan—who was still lying wounded on the cold floor—gazed at the ceiling above him and endured the coldness from his back, feeling as though had fallen into a pitless hell.
After a while, he smiled again; the smile appeared ghastly and frightening.
“Ye Moxuan!”
Ye Linhan cried out while gritting his teeth; his hand clenched into a fist as his nails dug into his palm.
“Put me down. Where are we heading to? Ye Moxuan!” As Han Muzi screamed, she was being hauled into the car. Ye Moxuan quickly went into the car after her.
“Drive the car!”
As soon as Ye Moxuan roared out his command, Xiao Su immediately revved the car engine.
As the car drove on the road, Han Muzi shouted furiously, “Are you crazy, Ye Moxuan? Where are you taking me? Do you know that I have to fetch my son from school right now?”
Hearing the word ‘son’, Ye Moxuan felt slightly irritated by it. Nevertheless, he asked in a low voice, “Which school is he at? I will get someone to pick him up.”
“Does it mean that you’re not going to let me go?” asked Han Muzi.
Without a word, Ye Moxuan brought out his phone and repeated his question, “Which school?”
Han Muzi sneered, “There is no need for you to fetch him. Let me down and I will pick him up on my own.”
She would never let him have someone fetch her son; that would practically lay out the fact that Little Bean was his son right before his eyes.
Moreover, she was quite worried about Ye Linhan; he had been beaten so badly by Ye Moxuan earlier that he couldn’t even get up from the ground, wondering if anything bad might have happened to him.
Because of this, she was sick with worry and could not simply leave with Ye Moxuan just like this.
“Don’t get out of the car,” Ye Moxuan ordered coldly. “Don’t delude yourself into thinking that I do not know your true intention. He won’t die—he was just pretending in front of you.”
“Pretending?”
Han Muzi widened her eyes and stared at him in disbelief.
“You hit him a few times and he didn’t even fight back once, yet you’re saying that he was merely pretending? Don’t tell me that the punches you gave were fake?”
“No,” he denied. “Of course my punches were real, but if you hadn’t stopped me, I would have hit him until he was crippled.”
“What a violent person you are.”
Without warning, Ye Moxuan leaned forward, squinting his eyes as he looked at her solemnly. “This violent person is bringing you to the airport now.”
“What did you say?”
To the airport?
What for? Han Muzi was losing her mind because of Ye Moxuan. Is he a lunatic?
“Didn’t you tell me that if I could not give you complete happiness and security, I should never appear in front of you again?” His hot breath sprinkled her face, blowing up her short fringe.
“I have asked Xiao Su to book 8 o’clock flight tickets tonight.”
Han Muzi was speechless.
Just then, his hand held hers, forcing her to interlock her fingers with his.
“Flight? Where are you bringing me?”
“To meet Duanmu Xue.”
Duanmu Xue?
“Who is that?” she asked warily.
Ye Moxuan glanced at her and replied, “The one who sneaked into my room; I’m bringing you to confront her directly. Would that satisfy you?”
“You…” Han Muzi was so taken aback by this that she couldn’t even speak. Even though she had always known him to be very vigorous in action, she didn’t expect him to be that reckless.
They had only met this afternoon, and it was clear that he hadn’t slept for two days with his bloodshot eyes; yet, he decided to bring her overseas?
Just because of what I had said to him?
As she was thinking about it, she felt a strong grip on her hand. Ye Moxuan stared domineeringly at her and said in a deep voice, “After this issue is settled, you must bring me to meet your son when we return.”
Han Muzi’s eyes widened upon hearing the confidence in his voice.
“Muzi, I don’t want to wait anymore. I want to be your official husband and your child’s father.”
…
They arrived at the airport half an hour later, but Han Muzi was still shell-shocked from his words and had yet to recover.
When she finally snapped back to reality, she recalled rejecting Ye Moxuan’s offer to have someone fetch Little Bean. Hence, she called Yan and asked her to send Little Bean home before hanging up the phone.
The airport was brightly lit during the evening; people were either dragging their luggage or pushing trolleys in the spacious hall, busy checking into their flights.
Ye Moxuan led Han Muzi to the VIP passageway.
After settling down on her seat, she noticed that the space was empty around her. It was only then did she realize that she didn’t even bring anything, not even her clothes or skincare products at all.
He was such a meddler.
Despite knowing that he meddled a lot, she still cared about this matter.
She didn’t expect him to book the flight tickets right away and abduct her to the airport.
Am I… really going overseas to meet that woman?
I only mentioned it carelessly in passing; do we have to go through so much trouble?
Doesn’t it seem unreasonable?
As Han Muzi let her imagination run wild, Ye Moxuan held her waist and asked, “Are you hungry? Do you want me to take you somewhere for a bite first?”
She snapped back to reality and glanced sideward at him. “Are you serious about leaving the country?”
