When Love Turns the Tables: The Mysterious Husband's Chase-Chapter 735: A Good Horse Doesn’t Graze Old Pastures (5)
The back of her hand had just been hit hard, and now being squeezed by Mu Ke, it hurt even more. Jiayu instinctively pursed her lips, trying to endure it.
Behind them, Xin Ke suddenly shouted at Mu Ke, "Do you think she chose you as her boyfriend? It’s only because your name is similar to mine. You’re just a stand-in, understand?"
Xin Ke’s voice was tinged with obvious fumes of alcohol, and Jiayu’s brows furrowed tightly. She knew Xin Ke had been drinking, but could drinking justify such nonsense?
Jiayu turned her head, ready to retaliate, only to see the man pulling her away quickly come to a sudden stop.
This farce had already attracted a lot of attention from the people around, and Mu Ke’s tall figure seemed out of place amidst this noise.
Staring at his back, Jiayu felt her heart instinctively clench, swept by an inexplicable sense of nervousness.
She should explain to him... Mu Ke, don’t misunderstand... It’s not like that, it really isn’t...
For a moment, countless thoughts surged into her mind, but Jiayu completely lost her response, for she saw the tiny sparks in the man’s cold eyes rapidly spread like wildfire, igniting the entire bar.
Mu Ke was angry, very angry.
Even angrier than just now, Jiayu unconsciously tightened her grip on his hand.
Perhaps feeling the force coming from her fingers, Mu Ke, who had been looking past the crowd at Xin Ke, suddenly directed his gaze towards her.
But after just two seconds, he looked away.
Mu Ke’s cold and aloof voice pierced through the bar’s clamor, "The similarity with your name is truly my greatest mistake."
With that statement, Mu Ke did not linger, leading Jiayu straight out.
Su Chen remained in place, the corners of his mouth adorned with a brilliant smile as he watched the two leave together. The smile in his eyes deepened further, and after glancing at the other party involved in the farce, Su Chen gave a cold snort and stepped out as well.
Outside the alley, Jiayu opened her mouth, trying to explain something, but she didn’t know how to articulate it. Mu Ke remained silent, but Jiayu knew he was angry, still angry.
Upon reaching the alley’s entrance, Su Chen caught up. Mu Ke released Jiayu’s hand and threw his car keys to Su Chen, coldly saying, "Take her back."
He himself walked straight to a taxi parked by the roadside without looking back or hesitating.
Jiayu watched the taxi go further away, until Su Chen’s voice reached her ears, "Let’s go, stop staring, I’ll take you home."
Jiayu lowered her eyelids, pulling out an exceedingly uncomfortable smile, "No need, I drove here."
Su Chen’s smile remained unchanged, "That’s not acceptable. If I don’t follow Doctor Mu’s instructions, I bet he’ll show up at my door with a scalpel tomorrow. Miss Sheng, have mercy; I haven’t even gotten married yet, and I’d like to live a bit longer."
As Su Chen spoke, he’d already grabbed Jiayu’s arm and directly pushed her into the parked car by the roadside.
Su Chen’s driving style wasn’t like Mu Ke’s; though fast, it was steadier. In contrast, Su Chen treated the ordinary sedan like a racing car.
Not long after driving, Jiayu felt nauseous. Fortunately, they soon encountered a red light, and the car finally stopped.
Jiayu held her phone, the screen paused at the call log. Su Chen glanced at her sideways, discreetly taking out his phone and snapping a picture of her hand while she was distracted.
