bookcurios Chapter 173 Don’t Think About Her
Chapter 173 Don’t Think About Her
Huangfu Yi's voice was low and magnetic, and he slowly asked, "Why are you so resistant?"
Just a few simple words, yet they seemed to contain tremendous power.
Upon hearing this, Mu Yinchen raised a cold smile with a hint of sarcasm.
He raised his head abruptly, met Huangfu Yi's sharp gaze, and fought back without showing any weakness: "That's just the cage you used to imprison me."
After saying that, he clenched his fists tightly and secretly swore in his heart that he would never let Huangfu Yi take him back no matter what.
Huangfu Yi frowned slightly, and after a long silence, he slowly said, "I will arrange for someone to escort you back."
Mu Yinchen, however, was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and his fur instantly stood up.
He stared at Huangfu Yi with a stubborn look on his face and shouted, "I will never go back!!!"
Huangfu Yi saw this and a hint of impatience flashed across his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and insisted on his opinion, "You must go back. This is non-negotiable."
Hearing this, Mu Yinchen was stunned at first, then he smiled helplessly and asked, "Huangfu Yi, why are you so persistent in asking me to leave? Isn't this place good?"
Huangfu Yi took a deep breath, looked directly at Mu Yinchen, and said in a deep voice: "Because only that place is safe enough for you."
After all, it is still unknown whether An Wuhen is alive or dead, and the other party has obviously regarded him as a person who must be killed.
In this situation, he was not completely sure that he could protect Mu Yinchen.
So no matter what, he couldn't let Mu Yinchen continue to stay here and take risks.
Mu Yinchen was stunned upon hearing this, his eyes filled with suspicion. He said in disbelief, "Don't try to fool me!"
In his opinion, everything was fine here, so how could there be any danger?
Huangfu Yi stared at Mu Yinchen closely and replied solemnly, "Why would I lie to you? This is the truth."
After saying that, he said no more and just waited quietly for Mu Yinchen to make a decision.
For a moment, the surroundings fell into a dead silence. Mu Yinchen lowered his head, lost in deep thought, his heart tangled and torn...
After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth and whispered, "If I decide to go back, you must agree to one condition of mine."
Hearing this, Huangfu Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of doubt and curiosity flashed in his eyes, and asked: "Oh? What kind of conditions are they? Why not tell me about it."
Mu Yinchen met Huangfu Yi's gaze without flinching and answered bluntly, "I want that woman!"
Huangfu Yi frowned and fell into a brief contemplation.
After a moment, he raised his head, looked at Mu Yinchen and asked, "Which woman? What's her name?"
Mu Yinchen took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, as if he had made up his mind, and solemnly said three words: "Ye Qingmo."
When this name came out of his mouth, the air around him seemed to become solemn.
In that slightly dull room, the atmosphere was already oppressive enough to make one breathless.
Huangfu Yi's originally calm expression suddenly became extremely gloomy, just like the sky quickly covered by dark clouds.
There seemed to be endless anger and unwillingness hidden in that gloom, which made people shudder.
He swung his hand violently and slammed it down on the table. A loud "bang" echoed in the silent space, like an angry roar.
His eyes were wide open, like burning flames, staring straight at Mu Yinchen: "Impossible!"
When Mu Yinchen heard this, he stood up suddenly like a powder keg with a lit fuse.
His body trembled slightly, his eyes revealing an eagerness and persistence, "Why? Then send me to her! I want to marry her."
"You're dreaming!" Huangfu Yi gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words.
He never expected that Mu Yinchen would make such an unreasonable request.
In his mind, this was an extremely absurd idea.
And marry her?!
This thought caused a surge of intense disgust and anger to well up in his heart.
Marry her??!
These two words kept echoing in his mind, like sharp thorns, piercing his heart again and again.
Huangfu Yi felt a surge of blood in his heart, and he had an urge to beat Mu Yinchen up severely at all costs to wake him up.
His hands unconsciously clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force.
Mu Yinchen seemed unaware of Huangfu Yi's anger, or even if he did, he didn't care.
He continued, "Huangfu Yi! You can't control me like this!"
His voice grew louder and louder, with a tone of defiance.
Huangfu Yi narrowed his eyes, with a dangerous glint in his eyes, like a cheetah about to pounce on its prey.
He warned Mu Yinchen word by word, each word carrying a tremendous force: "Don't even think about her!"
Mu Yinchen seemed determined to fight Huangfu Yi to the end. He shouted at the top of his voice: "Why? Do you like her too?"
Huangfu Yi stood tall and straight, his face as cold as ice. He raised his head slightly, staring straight at Mu Yinchen in front of him, and said coldly: "I will personally take you back."
"Shadow, tied up."
After hearing Huangfu Yi's order, Ying responded without hesitation: "Yes."
Then, he quickly flashed out from the corner, holding the rough hemp rope tightly in his hand, and the knot was particularly eye-catching in his hand.
Seeing this, Mu Yinchen felt a strong sense of uneasiness and fear in his heart.
A trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he quickly jumped onto the desk, trying to distance himself from them.
"What! You don't dare to answer me? Did I hit the mark?"
Mu Yinchen's voice was trembling, but he pretended to be calm. He questioned Huangfu Yi loudly, trying to find a flaw in the other party's reaction.
Ying ignored Mu Yinchen's words. He walked towards Mu Yinchen step by step with steady steps.
"Don't come over here!" Mu Yinchen screamed in horror. His voice echoed in the empty room but had no effect at all.
Ying acted as if she didn't hear anything, and continued to concentrate on carrying out Huangfu Yi's orders, ignoring the struggling Mu Yinchen.
Huangfu Yi stood there quietly with his hands behind his back, like a sculpture.
His face, with its sharp edges and corners as if cut by a knife and an axe, showed no expression at this moment, but there was a subtle glimmer of light in the depths of his eyes.