Marry Me Quick

Chapter 270

They were the people who had wanted to harm Su Ziyue.

These people were all gangsters, and all they could do was fight. Not taking their lives seriously, all of them

behaved in a callous and cruel manner just to make money.

However, they had never seen someone as cruel and violent as Qin Muchen; some trembled in fright and one of

them finally told the whole story.

“After she jumped out of the window… We didn’t see her when we got downstairs…”

The gangsters had been badly beaten by Nan Chuan’s men, so they were stuttering when they spoke.

After Qin Muchen listened to his explanation, he got even angrier and exuded a strong, murderous vibe.

Nan Chuan and everyone else lowered their heads even further. They were afraid to look at Qin Muchen, and were

even breathing lightly at this point.

Qin Muchen’s voice remained hoarse, but he asked in a forceful manner, “You forced her to jump out of the

window?”

The man immediately explained himself. “She did it herself…”

It was impossible for Qin Muchen to believe him. His fist was clenched tightly, but he didn’t make a move.

Qin Muchen had appeared on a television show once, so the man could recognize him right away.

He remembered Su Ziyue telling him that Qin Muchen was her husband or something along the lines of it.

At that time, they thought Su Ziyue had simply mentioned it because she was being pressured, but they did not

expect Qin Muchen to really come for her.

Although they were gangsters, they were still scared when it came to death.

Someone immediately confessed by saying, “I have the employer’s phone number!”

Before waiting for Qin Muchen to respond, Nan Chuan had already snatched the phone from him and sent one of

his men to look into it.

Then, Qin Muchen went upstairs without uttering a word.

…

The bedroom door was broken, and the room was in complete chaos.

Qin Muchen felt his heart tightening with each step he took.

He walked to the window and his gaze settled on several strands of hair on the window.

He stretched out his hand and picked it up carefully; the hair was thin and long.

It belonged to Su Ziyue’s.

He immediately imagined how everything had gone down earlier; Su Ziyue must’ve been desperate and filled with

hopelessness for her to jump out of the window.

Qin Muchen felt his heart ripping apart just by thinking about it.

Taking two steps back, he stretched his hand out to clutch his chest tightly before murmuring, “Yue…”

Then, he tucked away the few strands of hair into the inner pocket of his suit carefully and headed downstairs.

…

There was a pool of blood where Su Ziyue had landed.

…

There wos o pool of blood where Su Ziyue hod londed.

When Qin Muchen took o glonce ot it, he felt os though lightning hod struck through him; he wos unoble to move.

“If you con’t find her, don’t even think obout coming to me.”

Qin Muchen turned his heod to ovoid looking ot the pool of blood, ond his voice sounded firm.

It didn’t motter who hod soved her, but he wos determined to find Su Ziyue even if he hod to turn the entire city

upside down!

No motter who it wos, nobody could snotch her owoy from him.

As soon os he finished speoking, Qin Muchen turned oround ond heoded toword his porked cor.

Non Chuon looked ot Qin Muchen os he left; he could feel the sense of onxiousness emonoting from Qin Muchen.

As Qin Muchen got into his cor ond wos obout to stort the engine, he received o coll from Qin Zheng.

“Mr. Qin, the Eorl might not moke it…”

…

“Other thon some smoll wounds ond your dislocoted onkle, there ore no other problems. Just toke core of your

body ond rest well.”

“Are you sure thot’s oll? Her emotions ore oll over the ploce.”

“It depends on her emotionol threshold, we…”

Such intermittent diologue could be heord by Su Ziyue os she opened her eyes ond looked toword the direction the

sound wos coming from.

Mr. Feng ond the doctor were tolking to eoch other.

Su Ziyue listened to their conversotion for o while; Mr. Feng wos osking the doctor obout her situotion, ond the

doctor wos exploining it to him ottentively.

The two only reolized thot Su Ziyue hod woken up when they ended their conversotion.

Su Ziyue sot up slowly, ond Mr. Feng immediotely rushed over to help by odjusting her pillow for her to leon on.

Si Ziyue’s expression remoined unwell os she stored ot Feng Xingyon.

Feng Xingyon did not get mod, but he osked gently, “Are you feeling olright?”

“Why were you ot the villo ond monoged to sove me coincidentolly? Not only thot, why do you core obout me so

much?”

After the sedotive, Su Ziyue seemed to hove colmed down. She olso hod the energy to think obout the problems

thot she wosn’t oble to put her mind to the first time she woke up.

Feng Xingyon poured o cup of woter colmly ond sot down ot the edge of the bed, looking os colm os o monk.

“I wos checking the lond with o friend, ond I ron into you coincidentolly.”

Feng Xingyon’s reply wos short ond simple.

“Why ore you concerned obout my wellbeing?” Su Ziyue could not let this question go.

…

There was a pool of blood where Su Ziyue had landed.

When Qin Muchen took a glance at it, he felt as though lightning had struck through him; he was unable to move.

“If you can’t find her, don’t even think about coming to me.”

Qin Muchen turned his head to avoid looking at the pool of blood, and his voice sounded firm.

It didn’t matter who had saved her, but he was determined to find Su Ziyue even if he had to turn the entire city

upside down!

No matter who it was, nobody could snatch her away from him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Muchen turned around and headed toward his parked car.

Nan Chuan looked at Qin Muchen as he left; he could feel the sense of anxiousness emanating from Qin Muchen.

As Qin Muchen got into his car and was about to start the engine, he received a call from Qin Zheng.

“Mr. Qin, the Earl might not make it…”

…

“Other than some small wounds and your dislocated ankle, there are no other problems. Just take care of your

body and rest well.”

“Are you sure that’s all? Her emotions are all over the place.”

“It depends on her emotional threshold, we…”

Such intermittent dialogue could be heard by Su Ziyue as she opened her eyes and looked toward the direction the

sound was coming from.

Mr. Feng and the doctor were talking to each other.

Su Ziyue listened to their conversation for a while; Mr. Feng was asking the doctor about her situation, and the

doctor was explaining it to him attentively.

The two only realized that Su Ziyue had woken up when they ended their conversation.

Su Ziyue sat up slowly, and Mr. Feng immediately rushed over to help by adjusting her pillow for her to lean on.

Si Ziyue’s expression remained unwell as she stared at Feng Xingyan.

Feng Xingyan did not get mad, but he asked gently, “Are you feeling alright?”

“Why were you at the villa and managed to save me coincidentally? Not only that, why do you care about me so

much?”

After the sedative, Su Ziyue seemed to have calmed down. She also had the energy to think about the problems

that she wasn’t able to put her mind to the first time she woke up.

Feng Xingyan poured a cup of water calmly and sat down at the edge of the bed, looking as calm as a monk.

“I was checking the land with a friend, and I ran into you coincidentally.”

Feng Xingyan’s reply was short and simple.

“Why are you concerned about my wellbeing?” Su Ziyue could not let this question go.

Feng Xingyan’s expression became slightly solemn as a hint of hesitation flashed across his eyes. Then, he sighed

and replied, “Did your dad ever mention your mother’s side of the family?”

“No.”

A glimpse of doubt appeared in Su Ziyue’s eyes. Her father loved her immensely and always spoiled her, but he

rarely talked about her mother—let alone her mother’s family.

Feng Xingyan looked up at her; his eyes darkened slightly as if he was certain of something. He looked at Su Ziyue

firmly and said slowly, “I am your uncle. If I don’t care about you, who else will?”

“What?” Su Ziyue raised her voice instantly, and her eyes were filled with confusion.

She had never even met her mother; all of a sudden, her uncle had appeared out of thin air!

Feng Xingyan smiled as he removed a DNA report from the drawer beside her bed and handed it to Su Ziyue. “We

share a quarter of our blood, and that is something you can’t fabricate.”

Su Ziyue looked at the report; she was speechless all of a sudden.

“The reason why I came to Yunzhou City was not only for business, but also to look for my sister—your mother.

Back then, she had a fight with our father and left the house in the heat of the moment. However, she never

returned. I was still a young boy at that time; after our father died, I was busy managing the family and the

business, so I didn’t have time to look for your mother. I didn’t expect when I had the time and the chance…”

Feng Xingyan sounded slightly sad as he shook his head and looked at Su Ziyue gently. “Can I call you Ziyue?”

Although Su Ziyue felt that everything was happening too fast, the DNA report couldn’t be fabricated. Furthermore,

she always had a good impression of Feng Xingyan. With that, she was willing to accept him as her uncle from the

bottom of her heart.

Su Ziyue proceeded to nod her head.

When she nodded, Feng Xingyan’s expression softened. “Don’t think about anything else, Ziyue. Just take good care

of your body, and I will handle everything for you.”

Su Ziyue recalled the conversation her uncle had with the doctor and felt a pain in her heart. Her expression

dimmed as she lowered her head and asked softly, “How old was it?”

Her question came without any context, but Feng Xingyan understood her and replied, “Three weeks.”

“Mmm…” Su Ziyue’s tears started rolling down as she responded anxiously. Then, she bit her hand fiercely to keep

her from crying.

It was all her fault. She didn’t have the right to cry, and she was unworthy of it.

However, she couldn’t contain herself.