Chapter 384: What Should I Do When My Wife Chases Me

Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong

Boss Cutie

"Who is it! Let me go!" Yu Xi struggled. Being tied up was not a pleasant feeling, and on top of that, he hadn't eaten anything all day, so he had no strength left at all. His hands and feet were weak and limp.

"Heh heh." The black gauze was lifted away by a cold hand.

The chill made Yu Xi shudder.

When the black gauze was pulled off, he saw the face before him—a face identical to his own.

Except the other party was like a satan of the night, terrifying and coldly bewitching. A pair of sharp eyes stared fixedly at him, and Yu Xi's heart pounded like a drum, restless and uneasy.

"You—what are you trying to do! This is illegal!"

"You stole my woman, isn't that illegal too! I should have silenced you long ago!" Jiang Muye planted a foot on Yu Xi's chest.

Yu Xi let out a pained groan that he could not hold back.

It really hurt.

Jiang Muye never knew his own strength.

"How about we play a game." Jiang Muye raised an eyebrow, looking down at Yu Xi from above.

Yu Xi's hair stood on end.

The games Jiang Muye spoke of were absolutely not good games.

"No!"

"Thud—" Yu Xi was viciously punched.

The corner of his mouth was split open, stinging and burning.

Jiang Muye stared at him darkly. "In my hands, you have only one choice: obey, and obey again."

Jiang Muye grabbed Yu Xi's collar tight and said viciously, "Do you want to play, or—"

He paused. "Do you want to die."

Yu Xi's heart was already in his throat.

"I… I'll play."

If he played, at least he could stay alive. Any smart person knew which to choose.

"Pfft, coward." Jiang Muye released Yu Xi with a cold sneer.

He wiped his hands with a handkerchief, disgusted by Yu Xi's filth, then said slowly and methodically, "Then let's play a game. Let's see how many seconds you can last before you die."

When Jiang Muye said this, there was a greedy bloodlust in his eyes.

Hearing this, a chill seeped down Yu Xi's back. "Isn't that still going to kill me!"

"Right, so you should thank me for letting you cling to life so long." Jiang Muye's mouth curved upward. "The moment you touched Leng Ruoli was the moment your death was sealed."

Jiang Muye shot a look at the black-clad bodyguard beside him.

The bodyguard immediately grabbed a soft, fluffy pillow and came over.

"Don't…" Yu Xi was terrified.

The bodyguard tore open the pillow, and a flurry of cotton descended onto Yu Xi's head.

"Achoo, achoo, achoo—ah—"

The veins on Yu Xi's forehead bulged out.

He was about to break down.

He clutched desperately at his throat.

He simply couldn't breathe now.

He felt his whole body beginning to collapse into suffocation!

Especially those cotton fibers, burrowing into Yu Xi's nose. His breathing grew more and more frantic, and he fought desperately to grasp some thin air to make himself feel a little better, but the air was full of filth.

As Yu Xi struggled to gasp, several other bodyguards stepped forward.

"Huff, huff—what are you… what are you trying to do!" Yu Xi's breathing was completely disordered now, and he discovered with horror that the bodyguards were holding up his body.

"Bye-bye." Jiang Muye waved at Yu Xi with a meaningful smile.

Yu Xi's pupils went wide.

"Clang—" Yu Xi, ropes and all, was directly tossed into the water.

Yet he could not escape—he was dragged along in the water by the yacht the whole time.

"Glub glub, bleh bleh bleh…" The yacht was fast.

The water pressure was enormous, and every slap against his face stung with a huff-huff pain.

It was like being slapped, hurting like hell.

Yu Xi fought desperately to lift his head.

But it was no use. Water still got into his eyes, and it hurt.

Yu Xi squeezed his eyes shut, hammered viciously by the waves, his body dragged along—it was truly a living death.

"Just let me die—" Yu Xi screamed.

His voice was hoarse, completely reduced to a rasping quack.

Jiang Muye, however, sat on the yacht watching Yu Xi linger on the brink of death, and yawned. "Letting you die would be too boring. I haven't had enough fun yet. Living is obviously worse than dying."

Jiang Muye loathed Yu Xi far too much.

Now that he finally had a way to torment Yu Xi, how could he let the opportunity slip by.

As long as he didn't let Yu Xi die, anything else was fine.

He had all the ways in the world to torment Yu Xi!

After dragging Yu Xi along for a while, Yu Xi was utterly spent.

Jiang Muye yawned, looked at the dazed Yu Xi, and said, "This game is boring, no fun. Let's move on to the next game."

Jiang Muye merely smiled, but Yu Xi was terrified beyond measure.

"I hear there's a deserted island nearby. Have you seen the movie about the deserted island?" Jiang Muye rested his hand on his chin. "Say I put you on that island—could you do a Bear Grylls jungle adventure, eat some bugs, drink some piss?"

Yu Xi's pupils went wide, and he kept shouting, "I'll kill you, I will definitely kill you!"

"Heh heh, you'll die before I do!" Jiang Muye glared viciously at Yu Xi.

He loved and hated clearly. Anyone who had schemed against him would never be spared—he would definitely pay them back in full.

Soon the yacht reached the deserted island.

Jiang Muye had the black-clad bodyguards drag the barely breathing Yu Xi onto the shore.

Yu Xi's face had gone white, especially after being soaked in seawater—he looked utterly haggard and powerless, without even the strength to struggle.

The bodyguard untied the rope, and Yu Xi collapsed limply onto the sand.

After casting a cold glance at Yu Xi, Jiang Muye had the bodyguards get back on the yacht and drove away without a backward look.

Although he wouldn't directly kill Yu Xi, whether Yu Xi lived or not would depend on his own luck.

Still, at the thought of the days ahead without Yu Xi, Jiang Muye felt immensely gratified.

After taking his revenge on Yu Xi, Jiang Muye was in a wonderfully cheerful mood.

Where before he could barely swallow his food, now he could happily eat with a full appetite.

After returning to school, Jiang Muye ordered a hundred yuan's worth of spicy hot pot and waited for the rider to deliver it.

Jiang Muye was enjoying a mobile game with great relish when his phone rang.

"Your delivery is here," came the rider's voice.

Jiang Muye answered, "Okay."

He tossed his phone to Little White Dove. "Play a round for me. If you can't win, don't leave the tower."

Little White Dove said with a cheeky grin, "I'm not some noob. How would I not know how to play this game."

While Little White Dove threw himself into the game, Jiang Muye went to the school's second gate to pick up his delivery.

But the moment he arrived, he found a slender figure standing there, a bag of spicy hot pot in her hand.

"Muye, your spicy hot pot." Her small face, flushed from the cold wind, was brimming with a smile as she handed the spicy hot pot to Jiang Muye.

"Why is it you who got it!" Jiang Muye was incredulous. "Where's the rider?"

"He had another order to rush off to. I saw it was your delivery, so I took it for you." Leng Ruoli raised her pretty face, smiling sweetly. "I also bought you a cured chicken leg from the cafeteria. It's best inside the spicy hot pot—isn't that your favorite way to eat it?"