Marry Me Quick

Chapter 391

Su Yige raised her hand and tossed the garbage into a trash can. She looked deeply at Su Ziyue and said, "I believe

I need to be asking you this."

"My place is here," Su Ziyue mumbled.

As she directed, Su Ziyue turned around to walk up a flight of stairs.

Su Yige trotted behind her.

When Su Ziyue turned to face her, she frowned and forwarded the question, "Why are pregnant women always

running around?"

"Walk slower," she instructed. Su Yige hid her hands in the pocket of her cotton skirt.

Su Ziyue looked at her. Is this the same person?

Was being hurt by Gong Zeyang a catalyst for a change of heart?

Su Ziyue slowed down despite the fact that she wasn't fond of Su Yige too much.

"Before my mother went to prison," Yige spoke, "she left me with all her money, saved up from over the years."

"It wouldn't be right if I went back to Su's house now. They would be the same as a stranger coming back at their

front door," she sighed.

"So, I bought an apartment far from town and made all these preparations for my kid. I just want to give birth in

peace Ziyue, while I study design. I aspire to study in a renowned design school. Far away from here," Yige said.

Su Yige moved aside strands of hair that were scattered on her forehead. There was a shaky smile as she looked

toward Su Ziyue. "Since I could remember, I always wanted to be a fashion designer."

"As a kid, I dreamed of leaving a legacy in art," she explained, "but my mother and grandmother had different

plans. They told me that I was bound to inherit the Su family."

"I always knew what I wanted in life, but things are different when you're the eldest daughter of the Su family. I had

to study management and finance instead of boutiques and runway…"

Su Ziyue paused.

She looked at Su Yige with a reassuring smile. She even surprised herself.

"My mother and grandmother instilled questionable values in me as a child. So, I have hated you ever since I

returned. They told me you were not worthy to carry the Su name," said Ziyue while she bit her lips. "they repeated

to me that you were a murderer's daughter. Bounded to be a lowlife…but they never told me what a bond you can

have with your cousin."

Yige gave a choked cry while she lowered her gaze.

I guess, people always started out as just that. People.

No one is born evil.

Even her.

It's tragic that she knew nothing of kindness or even honesty in that household.

Everything her mother and grandma taught her was a terrible ruse to win her grandfather's favour —in order to

inherit his wealth. She was just a competition that needed to be eliminated.

They had taught her that you should go to any lengths necessary to achieve your goals.

It was the first lesson she had ever received.

However, the manner they raised her and the course they set for her life turned it into tragedy.

I lived this life for twenty-six years. Now that I'm free, I wonder if it is too late.

Ziyue held back her sentiments.

She always has been tender-hearted, but it didn't change that the fact Su Yige has done her wrong. Ziyue was

skeptical about her sudden change of heart.

Empathy —maybe it runs in the family.

The persevered malice finally turned into grief. Yige finally cried, "Ziyue, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry…"

Su Yige has been painfully aware of things she did in the past toward Su Ziyue. They were excessive and outright

cruel. It didn't matter how many counts of 'sorry' she could muster. There was no way to undo the past.

Ziyue watched her weep in silence. It went for a good long while before she spoke, "It's all over."

Su Yige sobbed more.

"Don't cry, it's not good for the kid," said Su Ziyue impatiently.

Su Yige quickly collected herself and wiped her tears.

"You can have dinner at my place," said Yige as she wiped away the tears on her chin. "you've injured your hand, so

it's best you don't strain yourself."

Su Ziyue nodded to her invitation.

...

She owned a single-storey apartment, which was the building opposite Su Ziyue's.

When they entered, Ziyue doubted whether Yige actually lived in this cramped apartment. Compared to the villa,

this was the size of her wardrobe.

As Ziyue put on a pair of slippers that Yige had provided, she scanned around the room. "The room is rather tiny,"

Ziyue commented.

"It's compact, but it's very comfortable to live in," Yige said with a smile.

Su Yige had a frail appearance, which contrasted with her warm smile. Whenever she did, it made people feel

cheerful. Her smile reminded Ziyue of a field of sunflowers.

Su Ziyue appeared a little surprised.

"Since I don't have to worry about you stealing my spot in the inheritance, I guess you won't have to worry about

me stealing your man." Su Yige joked. "Agree?"

Su Ziyue snorted. "My share is already with the Su family. You robbing my man? You overthink things. I don't want

you to send me that kind of information."

"Yes, but prior, I didn't think it was true. I had the impression that you were going to rob me of everything, including

my man."

"No offense Yige, you don't actually have anything that is worthwhile stealing," said Ziyue. She felt it was a little

harsh herself.

Yige didn't mind and said, "I believed that you were better than me, in all ways. That was before I figured it wasn't

true. Perhaps I've grown paranoid of people taking away the good things in my life."

Su Yige looked so composed that Su Ziyue went speechless.

Later, Su Ziyue moved to the living room to watch TV. Su Yige continued to hum while cooking in the kitchen.

Su Ziyue glanced in the direction of the kitchen, took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Mr. Qin: 'Will

anyone in this world really wake up?'

She only realized after sending the text message that she and Mr. Qin were momentarily apart, which might be

seen as a contradiction?

On the other line, Mr. Qin was at his study. He had no intention of dealing with any business affairs. Conveniently, his

smartphone received a text notification.

As soon as he saw it was Su Ziyue's text, he picked it up.

He glanced at the text and hesitated for a bit before realising who she was referring to.

He was going to call her, but he second-guessed himself and chose to text her instead.

He unwittingly observed Su Yige's motions as he was thinking about the recent investigation and based on how he

had observed individuals over the years, he responded to Su Ziyue with the word 'perhaps'.

After seeing those words, Su Ziyue grinned and put down her phone.

The word 'perhaps' used by Mr. Qin implied 'possible'.

...

Mr. Qin waited for a long time but didn't receive a reply from Ziyue.

Prior to receiving Su Ziyue's text message, he assumed that she would probably not respond to text messages. He

became agitated and circled the room twice.

There is still much he needs to do even if he doesn't return.

He called Mr. Nan and ordered, "Take Su Yige to Yuhuang Palace. Make sure Su Ziyue doesn't know."

As for Su Yige, they needed to meet in person.

He visited Yuhuang Palace in the late afternoon.

He had been with Su Yige for some time.

"Mr. Qin," greeted Su Yige.

As he took a seat across from her, Qin Muchen got right to the point. "I see you're not having a good time at your

current position."

He had a poor tone that bordered on mockery.

Su Yige's expression shifted slightly. "Although not grand as yours, I'm in a similar situation as your wife. We

presumably have similar living standards since I reside in the same neighbourhood as her."

Su Yige had never been a fool. Of course, she can guess that Su Ziyue will move back into the apartment, and she

must have had bad blood with Mr. Qin.

Mr. Qin's expression darkened, and he said sternly, "Why do you live in the same community as her?"

Su Yige was a little frightened by Mr. Qin's appearance. "It just so happens that there is a vacant house in that

community," she said.

Her words contradicted Yige's body language. Her hands were clenched underneath the tablecloth.

She was deeply terrified of Mr. Qin since she had witnessed his tactics.

"You're a liar now?"

Mr. Qin sneered. He sized her up before his eyes ogled her chest.

Su Yige didn't believe that Mr. Qin had developed a sudden interest in her.

The table blocked Qin Muchen's view of her stomach.

However, she unconsciously covered her lower tummy and kept a wary eye on Mr. Qin.

"You should know that I know everything about you," threatened Mr. Qin. "rumours tell me that you can't keep the

child, nor will you be able to bear one in the future. You give the impression of a convicted mother. Someone who

really wants to be a mother," he said. There was a serious threat in his words.

Su Yige was the one who forced Su Ziyue to leap off the building —Mr. Qin remembered everything.

Su Yige was not blameless, even if Gu Hanyan was the one who plotted the act.

He loathed the thought that the person who killed his child was still able to walk free with a child.

Mr. Qin's face grew more hostile.

Su Yige trembled.

She could see murderous intent in Mr. Qin's eyes.

Yige had always been aware of Mr. Qin's complexity.

The methods were natural for someone his age to attain effective results. The sacrality of human life was

insignificant to him.

"You have investigated me, and you are very clear about my current situation. I am not financially well off... I can

only afford an apartment in that community," reminded Su Yige. There was a type of unexplainable feeling after Su

Yige spoke these words.

Qin Mu looked at her coldly and said, "You murdered my child."

Su Yige clenched her hands tightly. Her nails sunk into her flesh.

She knew things couldn't change with time.

Whether Qin Muchen would spare her and the child, it would not change the fact she was still indebted to Su Ziyue

and him.

If she doesn't get out of this situation quickly, her child will perish with her.

Mr. Qin lowered his gaze. With a deep guttural tone, he said, "Do you want to handle it, or shall I?" He sounded like

a demon to Su Yige.

"I…"

"If you take your child's life, wouldn't it help to atone your sins?" Leered Mr. Qin as he raised his brows.

The fact that Su Ziyue had not done anything to Su Yige really irritated him.

Su Yige tried to speak, but no noise came out.

What is the difference between killing one's own child and gouging at your own flesh?

She didn't move, so Mr. Qin remarked impatiently, "Ms. Su, you are more than capable of carrying out this task. If

you don't start, I'll do it."

Su Yige remembered that she had packed a dagger for self-defence. She retrieved the dagger from her bag

beneath the table.

It was not visible from Mr. Qin's perspective.

Su Yige carefully gripped the dagger before stabbing him in the chest with it.

Mr. Qin staggered from the shock. He got on his feet and removed the blade from his chest with one swift motion.

With his leg, he kicked Su Yige in the face.

Yige stumbled back to the ground.

He sneered as he stomped on her stomach. "Your unborn child is bounded to follow my kid down to the ground," he

growled. "so, you desire death? It's not that simple, Yige."