Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon
Chapter 112: I’ll Manage You One Last Time and Then Take Your Last Name

Chapter 112: Chapter 112: I’ll Manage You One Last Time and Then Take Your Last Name

The sound, like it came from hell, exploded in Xia Xiyan’s ears.

After helping Mu Zeyu up, Xia Xiyan raised her head and glared at Ou Jue, "Have you caused enough trouble yet?"

Zeyu was clearly acting out of kindness, and now how was she supposed to explain this to him?

Mu Zeyu adjusted his glasses and shook his head, "Xiyan, I’m fine."

Heh. Heh. Heh. Heh.

Ou Jue let out a cold laugh. This woman was treating him like a dead man? He was standing right here, and she still had the audacity to fuss over another man?

Some uncontrollable emotion simmered inside him. A layer of frost covered Ou Jue’s handsome face as his dark eyes stared fiercely at Mu Zeyu. He raised his fist, ready to throw another punch. "You think you can call her ’Xiyan’? Say it again if you dare!"

Not even he had called this woman something so intimate, who the hell did this guy think he was?

Xiyan panicked and immediately blocked Mu Zeyu with her body, "No—"

Ou Jue’s fist nearly hit its mark when he saw Xiyan rush forward, shielding Mu Zeyu. His movements froze, his fist stopping mere centimeters from Xiyan’s nose.

"Step aside."

"No way. You can’t hit people." Xiyan stubbornly stared him down.

"I said move, Xia Xiyan. Don’t push my patience."

"Can you calm down for a second? Ou Jue, are you insane?"

Yes, he was absolutely insane.

It was because he was mad that he cared so much about what she did with other men!

"You win, Xia Xiyan. Do whatever you want! If I care about you one more time, I’ll even take your last name!"

Clenching his teeth, Ou Jue spat these words out and stormed away, full of rage.

He actually left... just like that.

Xiyan stood there stunned, watching Ou Jue’s retreating figure, feeling a little conflicted inside.

Mu Zeyu shifted awkwardly to the side and asked, "Who was that guy just now?"

He looked kind of familiar, but he couldn’t quite place him.

Holding back her frustration, Xiyan puffed out her cheeks, "He’s just a sharp-tongued, violent, expressionless, domineering Demon King!"

Sighing, Xiyan glanced apologetically at Mu Zeyu, "I’m sorry, you almost got pummeled because of me."

Mu Zeyu, who had fallen to the ground earlier, had scraped his hand on the shelf, causing some minor injuries.

She leaned closer to inspect Mu Zeyu’s hand, her guilt deepening. "Let’s head to a pharmacy and buy some bandages."

Ou Jue had just exited the store counter when his footsteps suddenly halted.

He straightened his back, paused for two seconds, then cursed under his breath and drove his foot into a nearby pillar with full force.

Swiveling around, he strode angrily back, grabbed Xiyan’s arm without a word, and dragged her outside!

Why was he back now?

Xiyan froze in shock as she was dragged along, stumbling repeatedly.

"What are you doing?! Let go of me!"

Ou Jue was tall and had long legs.

One of his steps easily equaled two of Xiyan’s.

Unable to match his pace, Xiyan nearly tripped multiple times.

Seeing her struggle, Ou Jue’s expression remained blank. Without wasting another moment, he directly hoisted Xiyan over his shoulder.

What the heck—in what world was she a sack of rice to be carried like this?

Xiyan’s face flushed bright red with embarrassment. With so many people around, how could he still dare to act like this?

"Ou Jue, put me down! I can walk by myself!"

"Do you hear me? Put. Me. Down!"

But he completely ignored her protests, heading straight to the underground parking lot. He opened the car door and unceremoniously tossed Xiyan inside!

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