Marry Me Quick
Chapter 43

Chapter 43

Mu Ninghui's assistant only helped her to remove the blindfold and tape while her arms and legs were still tied up, as if they were afraid of her escaping.

She was in a disadvantageous position; Mu Ninghui seemed like he would pounce toward her any moment. She did not dare to utter another word.

"I'd usually show tender affection toward women. If you're obedient, I can ask my men to release you and let you feel more comfortable."

Mu Ninghui was talking while walking up to her at the same time. He abruptly reached out his hand to push her onto the bed as soon as he was done talking.

Su Ziyue's pupils suddenly contracted. She held her breath and dared not make a sound as she stared right into Mu Ninghui's eyes.

"What's with that gaze of yours? You really think that you can escape now? Or..." Mu Ninghui extended his arms to touch her face while he was talking. "Are you still expecting your useless husband to come and save you?"

Su Ziyue felt disgusted being touched by Mu Ninghui; she felt as if countless ants were burrowing into her body. "Get off me!" Su Ziyue tilted her head away in a cold manner.

"Hmph! It looks like we have to do it the hard way." Mu Ninghui burst into a hideous laughter before he raised his hand. "Bring over the stuff."

"Alright." Immediately there was a servant who had brought over a bottle of drug.

Mu Ninghui took over the bottle of drug as he let out a sly grin. The bottle cap was being slowly opened.

The bottle was small, but she could still see the liquid that was contained in it. She did not even need a second thought on it to figure out it was something bad.

"What's that?!" Su Ziyue subconsciously moved back a little. Her eyes were still staring dead at Mu Ninghui's hands.

Mu Ninghui completely ignored her. "What are you waiting for? Quickly hold her down," he yelled at the men around him.

A few men that were left in the room immediately came forward to hold Su Ziyue down. Mu Ninghui slowly approached her with the bottle of drug in his hands.

Su Ziyue was born with a slender build. Now that she was being held down by a number of big men, there was no way she could fight back.

Su Ziyue could only helplessly watch Mu Ninghui bring that bottle of drug closer and closer to her lips. She could not stop him from pouring all the liquid into her mouth.

Su Ziyue was forced to drink the unknown solution. "Mu Ninghui, you're despicable! You're shameless!" She was struggling in a reckless manner.

"There's no woman in this world that I, Mu Ninghui can't take care of." Mu Ninghui snorted as he tossed the empty bottle in his hand aside.

With a wave of his hands, his men then took the signal and left them.

There were only the two of them that were left in the presidential suite.

Mu Ninghui was satisfied when he saw the terrified look on Su Ziyue's face.

Su Ziyue shouted at Mu Ninghui, "Don't come near me!"

Cold sweat was accumulating on her forehead. Meanwhile, her body had gradually weakened and was starting to heat up.

She was familiar with this kind of sensation. Right after she had returned from abroad, Mu Ninghui and Su Yige had collaboratively taught her a lesson on it.

She did not escape unscathed that time and ended up having sexual intercourse with Qin Muchen.

But as for this time... Qin Muchen wasn't around anymore.

However, she would not surrender herself to him!

Mu Ninghui put up a sinister look. He actually did not approach her any closer. Instead, he had casually taken a seat on the single sofa, calmly looking at her.

There was a look of disdain in his eyes, as if she had always been an ant in his palm; he could decide her death anyhow he wanted.

"I won't go over, because you'll eventually crawl over to beg me.

With that, Mu Ninghui laughed ecstatically.

He stood up and went over to the wine cabinet to grab a bottle of wine before pouring a glass of wine for himself. He then carried the glass over to the sofa that was in front of the bed and started drinking.

Su Ziyue lay on the bed as her face gradually reddened. At the same time, her eyes were now getting wet, as if rain had started pouring in her already misty eyes; she looked rather seducing without her realizing it.

She felt a tingling in her heart, as if it was being bitten by countless ants. She was feeling the urge to be strongly kneaded and touched...

Su Ziyue, you have to stay conscious.

Her consciousness gradually became blurrier. She had bitten her lip tightly, but it wasn't enough to keep herself wide awake. Her body felt as if it was burning.

Mu Ninghui saw that the time was right. He then headed over to untie the ropes on her hands and legs.

His hands were touching her skin, which had made her feel even more disgusted. However, her body was feeling abnormally comfortable with the touch; she felt the urge to be near him.

Her hands that were freed had subconsciously reached out toward Mu Ninghui's direction. She was abruptly awakened after catching sight of the look of pleasure that Mu Ninghui had put on.

She immediately huddled up to one side of the bed after being shocked by her own actions. Su Ziyue gasped for air while keeping her eyes straight at Mu Ninghui.

"We'll see how much longer you can endure!"

Mu Ninghui touched her face roughly before sitting back down. He was admiring how she was struggling and waiting for her to crawl over and beg him.

Meanwhile, the private room had plunged into a frightening silence after Su Ziyue had dashed out.

The sullen look that Qin Muchen had put on was even more frightening.

He sat there without uttering a word; his gaze was filled with indiscernible thoughts.

Nan Chuan and Bai Jingshu were both looking at each other. Nevertheless, none of them dared to speak to him.

In the end, Bai Jingshu still handed over the watch that Su Ziyue had left behind to Qin Muchen. "This is Su Ziyue's watch, you..." Bai Jingshu paused for a while before he suddenly came up with an inspiration and said, "You should bring this back to her."

He nearly misphrased it as 'Give it to her the next time you see her'. If he really said that, he might have been tossed out from the room by Qin Muchen.

Qin Muchen took the watch from him and looked at it. He squinted his eyes and stared at it for a few seconds. It was a branded watch, but it seemed like it was old. Nevertheless, it was still treated with care and he could see that she really cherished it.

At this moment, his phone suddenly rang.

Holding the watch in his hands, he paused. There were only three people who knew this phone number, which were Nan Chuan and Bai Jingyu, who happened to be with him.

Another person who would have called him on this number was Su Ziyue, who had just run out.

A glimmer of light quickly flashed past his eyes. The moment he took out his phone, the call had been hung up.

Qin Muchen's gaze immediately darkened.

That could not be right. The look on Su Ziyue's face had obviously shown how much she hated him when she dashed out of the room just now.

He assumed that he understood Su Ziyue's temper quite well. It was obviously not fitting of her temperament at all for her to call him under this circumstance.

It would be impossible as well for her to suddenly hang up the call after making the call.

Something must have happened.

His actions were quicker than his thoughts. He had already made the call at the thought of this.

However, there was only the cold voice of a woman coming from the other end of the phone. "Sorry, the number you have dialed is unavailable."

Qin Muchen's expression turned serious as he gradually tightened his hold on his phone. "Get me the recordings of the surveillance tapes around the Lumiere Jade House within half an hour. I want to have a look at it right away! Send some men over to Su Ziyue's apartment to see if she's there," Qin Muchen ordered Nan Chuan who was standing beside him.

Soon, someone handed over the surveillance tapes to him.

Nan Chuan had returned as well. "Miss Su is not at home."

"Check the driver of this vehicle." Qin Muchen stared dead at the display which was showing the taxi that Su Ziyue had gotten into.

Bai Jingshu turned his head and asked him, "Are you saying that Su Ziyue might have run into an accident on the road?"

"It's not a guess. I'm absolutely sure about it." Qin Muchen still had his gaze locked onto the display. The taxi which Su Ziyue boarded was shown on the screen.