Flash Marriage: Her Tycoon Husband

On the way back, neither of them spoke.

Su Ziyue leaned against the car window, and the street light came in from the car window, hitting her pale face, making her look extremely tired.

Qin Muchen took a look at her and didn't speak. He just focused on driving the car. When they arrived at the apartment building, the two got in and out of the car one after the other.

After entering the room, Su Ziyue sat down on the sofa, as if she had lost her soul.

Qin Muchen watched her reaction silently, changed his clothes and came out, seeing that she was still sitting on the sofa in a daze, so he went to sit opposite her.

"I haven't eaten dinner yet, what do you want to eat?"

His voice was soft and gentle, as if he would never lose his temper.

Su Ziyue looked up at him, eyes full of bewilderment and helplessness: "I want to eat stir-fried beef, very spicy and very spicy."

"You can't eat spicy food now." He reached out and stroked the gauze on top of her head: "Because you still have injuries on your head, you have to wait until the injuries are cured before eating."

"Oh, you can eat whatever you want." Su Ziyue curled up her legs, put her chin on her knees, and curled her slender body into a small ball.

Qin Mu pondered for a while, and when he realized something, he stretched out his hand and pulled her up: "I'm going to cook now, come and help me, we can have breakfast earlier."

Su Ziyue nodded: "Okay."

The two entered the kitchen.

Qin Muchen asked Su Ziyue to take the dishes, and she took the dishes, and asked her to take the dishes, and she took the dishes.

Completely one instruction and one action.

Qin Muchen looked up at her dull look, and said softly, "Give me a plate, wash it, and dry it with a towel."

"Oh." Su Ziyue responded, and tiptoed to get the plates from the cupboard.

After Qin Mushen cut a radish, she saw her reach for the plate with difficulty on tiptoe, took half a step forward and walked behind her, and took out a plate with a stretch of her long hand.

Then handed it to her hand: "Wash it and give it to me."

Su Ziyue nodded, reaching out to take the plate in his hand.

Qin Mushen moved his arms, and there was a trace of teasing in his usually deep eyes: "Kiss me once, and I'll give it to you."

"You..." Su Ziyue was stunned for a moment, then squinted her eyes, raised her foot and stomped hard on his foot: "Okay, I'll kiss you now."

Qin Muchen hissed coldly in pain, put the plate away casually, put one hand on the cupboard behind her, and bit her lip with his head tilted.

...

Qin Muchen cooked two dishes and one soup, both of which were light, but it took half as long as usual.

The two sat down opposite each other at the dining table.

Qin Muchen was really hungry. He always ate regularly, and it was already very late today.

"Try this." Qin Muchen suddenly put a piece of carrot into Su Ziyue's bowl.

Su Ziyue stuffed it into her mouth without even looking at it, then spat it out with a "pop", staring at Qin Muchen: "Why did you pick me a carrot!"

She hates carrots the most.

Qin Muchen shook his head: "Eating carrots is good for your eyes."

"My eyes are very good." Su Ziyue curled her lips and continued to eat.

But this time I ate a little faster and a little more.

After dinner, Qin Mushen asked her to wash the dishes and let her take a bath first.

Thirty minutes later, Su Ziyue came out of the bathroom after washing up, and Qin Muchen just turned off the light in the kitchen and walked over.

Su Ziyue suddenly felt that it was inconvenient to dismantle the house like this, which always felt weird.

And the culprit who demolished her house had already gone into the bathroom.

...

In the middle of the night, Qin Muchen was woken up by Su Ziyue's crying.

At first it was just one or two small sobs, and then there was continuous whimpering and crying.

Qin Muchen stretched out his hand to turn on the light, but took his hand back halfway, as if he had thought of something.

"Su Ziyue." He reached out and patted Su Ziyue's shoulder.

The two of them slept together for so long, but in fact they just slept under the quilt and did nothing, except that he deliberately teased her that night and asked her to help him solve it with her hands.

Su Ziyue was still crying, Qin Muchen had to push her hard, but accidentally touched the wound on her head, causing her to wake up in pain.

Su Ziyue stopped crying, the room was pitch black, but she could feel the pair of eyes watching her from the side.

Pulling the quilt, she changed her posture so that she would not touch her wound: "Sorry, I woke you up."

Qin Muchen's emotionless voice sounded from the darkness: "This is not like you, who apologizes every now and then, as soft and weak as a little rabbit."

Su Ziyue was called a little rabbit by him, but she didn't make a sound, and she seemed to be falling asleep when she quieted down.

Qin Mu broke the silence with a loud voice: "Since you don't believe me, why are you willing to follow me?"

"I don't believe you."

She just didn't believe that Qin Muchen could find out the prison where her father was in when the Su family deliberately concealed it.

"Then why didn't you tell me anything." Qin Mushen's words poked at the most secret place in her heart, and Su Ziyue couldn't refute.

Qin Muchen tightened his fist slightly, waiting for her response.

Su Ziyue clenched her lips in the dark, she never talked about her father with others.

It may be that the dark night makes people lonely and fragile, so she also has the desire and desire to talk.

Su Ziyue said softly: "My father is a very gentle person. I never believed that he would do that kind of thing, and he loves my mother very much, although I have never met my mother."

The thin voice spread out in the dark night, and the fragility hidden in it has nowhere to hide.

I don't know if it was affected by Su Ziyue's emotions, or because the topic was too serious, Qin Muchen seemed to suppress some kind of emotion similar to Su Ziyue's: "What happened to your father?"

"Mistakes lead to death."

Su Ziyue only summed it up in six simple words, but in her remaining memory, others have richer explanations for her father's imprisonment.

"They said that my father wanted to cheat on that aunt because of sex, but that aunt resisted him and fell to her death when arguing with my father..."

Su Ziyue paused, and continued with difficulty: "But my father loves my mother so much, he has a gentle personality, and he won't do that kind of thing..."

"How old were you?"

"Nine years old." Because he was too young, he couldn't do anything. He could only watch them send his father to prison.

After so many years, she only expected her father to come out and reunite with her. As for reversing the case, she never thought about it.

After a long time, Qin Mu's deep voice came: "You were only nine years old at that time, are you sure that your judgment is correct?"

Su Ziyue's voice was firm: "I'm sure."

Then, the two didn't speak aloud again.

Perhaps it was because of pouring out the secrets that had been hidden in her heart for many years, Su Ziyue lay on the bed and smelled the pleasant smell of the people around her, and fell asleep not long after.

However, Qin Muchen turned over and got out of bed at this moment, walked to the window farthest from the bed with his mobile phone, and made a call.

"Check Su Yizhi's previous affairs again, I suspect that those previous things were deliberately guided by someone..."