When Love Turns the Tables: The Mysterious Husband's Chase-Chapter 661: Mu Ke, Do You Like Me? (Part 1)

Sheng Jiayu slightly lifted her chin, refusing to lose in spirit even if she lost in reality. She wanted to present her usual queenly demeanor, but in front of this man, she was just a little woman and couldn’t manage that posture.

In front of him, she was always utterly defeated.

"Sheng Jiayu, we are already divorced. I am doing well now, and I hope you won’t disturb my life again. Su Wan and I would both appreciate it."

Xin Ke’s voice was somewhat hurried, as gentle as in her memory, but the words he spoke were truly... too harsh.

Sheng Jiayu felt a rush of heat flow to her eyes; she couldn’t cry, absolutely could not.

Xin Ke didn’t care about her tears at all. In his eyes, her tears were just a huge joke or a pretense for sympathy.

Sheng Jiayu gritted her teeth and forced herself to endure. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

But she could still feel her eyes getting slightly wet.

"Xiao Yu."

Suddenly, a cold male voice interrupted, catching Sheng Jiayu off guard. Xin Ke also turned to look.

Mu Ke strode over with his long legs, a gentle expression on his handsome face, walking toward Sheng Jiayu neither hurriedly nor slowly.

The tall figure stood between Sheng Jiayu and Xin Ke. Mu Ke was half a head taller than Xin Ke, and his entire aura overwhelmed him.

Sheng Jiayu blankly stared at the man in front of her, objectively speaking, these two men were incomparable.

Xin Ke was excellent among ordinary people, but Mu Ke was someone who wouldn’t flinch even facing Sheng Jianan and his group; they were on completely different levels.

"Why took you so long? The food’s getting cold, I had it packed. Shall we go back to eat?"

The man’s voice was cool, but the rising tone at the end gave an indescribable sense of affection.

Sheng Jiayu gathered her spirits, and at this moment, she was grateful to him because his presence meant she wasn’t defeated so miserably.

Mu Ke casually wrapped an arm around Sheng Jiayu’s shoulder, turned around, and gazed at Xin Ke.

His dark eyes showed no emotion, and he slowly led Sheng Jiayu away, holding her shoulder.

After taking a few steps, a voice seemed to come from behind, but Mu Ke ignored it, taking Sheng Jiayu away on his own.

Meeting Xin Ke was unexpected, and Sheng Jiayu naturally lost her appetite. Returning to the car, she found that Mu Ke had indeed packed the food.

Sheng Jiayu moved her lips: "Just now, thank you."

The man remained in his cool demeanor, said nothing, and silently started the car to leave.

After a while, Sheng Jiayu realized something was wrong; this wasn’t the road back to the hospital.

"Where are we going?"

"You need to go home and rest."

"I don’t want to; I want to go to the hospital."

Mu Ke ignored her, waiting until they stopped at a red light, then slowly turned his head. There was a hint of anger in his eyes—it was so faint, but it made Sheng Jiayu’s heart flutter with panic.

Then she heard the man’s slightly mocking voice: "You’re in such a disheveled state now, do you want your mother to worry and fall ill again?"

"I..."

Sheng Jiayu fell silent. Mu Ke wasn’t wrong. A mother knows her daughter best; if her mother saw her like this, she’d surely discern something.

Sheng Jiayu slowly lowered her head, suddenly laughed softly: "Do you think I’m useless, dumped and then embarrassing myself when we meet again?"

"As long as you know."

Sheng Jiayu was slightly taken aback, not expecting Mu Ke to be so straightforward.