My stunning iceberg CEO wife
Chapter 243 - 243 242 Wife I'm Late 2

243: Chapter 242 Wife, I’m Late (2) 243: Chapter 242 Wife, I’m Late (2) “Disgusting, my husband will make you die miserably,” Liu Yuxi said furiously.

“Oh, I’m so scared!

But I do love that expression of yours, keep it up, keep it just like that,” the sleazy man sneered coldly.

On the other hand, Ye Huo and Sky Net trio were frantically searching.

Unfortunately, Liu Yuxi had left several minutes ago, searching for her was like finding a needle in the ocean.

“Boss, I’ve let you down,” Ye Huo emitted a pained sound, but alas, there was nothing he could do.

“Leave Tianhai City,” another person in a different car said indifferently.

“Brother, our mission was to kill Liu Yuxi.

If we return now, wouldn’t that be akin to seeking our own deaths?” Devil’s face darkened as he spoke.

“Do you think offending Master of Hell and staying here where his people are, isn’t seeking death?”

“Hell, you’re right,” Devil said, pale-faced, regret showing momentarily.

“However, there’s still that profiteer.

Let me find out about him, otherwise, I’ll crush his neck,” Ghost Face urgently added.

In the meantime, the sleazy man quickly drove away from the downtown area to a deserted suburban turnoff.

No sooner had they arrived than the sleazy man revealed a vile smile, hotly eyeing Liu Yuxi as if she was already his prey.

“Don’t, don’t,” Liu Yuxi, bound and gagged, struggled frantically, her eyes showing pure despair.

“Come on, beauty,” the sleazy man said as he lowered the backrest and crawled towards Liu Yuxi.

“Stay away, if you come any closer, I’ll die in front of you,” Liu Yuxi’s face darkened as she spoke.

“Die?

How would you die?”

“I’ll bite my tongue and kill myself.”

“Biting your tongue to kill yourself, I might believe it for others, but you, a delicate woman like you, wouldn’t possibly do it.

Besides, do you think you have a chance to do that in front of me?” the sleazy man said indifferently.

“I will do it now,” Liu Yuxi said, preparing to bite her tongue.

However, Liu Yuxi underestimated the sleazy man.

He swiftly grabbed her mouth, then a wad of cotton appeared in his hand, which he stuffed into her mouth.

Liu Yuxi could not resist at all.

Instead, tears streamed down Liu Yuxi’s cheeks, her mind filled only with images of Mu Chen.

For the first time, she felt how terrifying it was not to have Mu Chen by her side.

“Bastard, you bastard come quickly, I beg you to appear…” Liu Yuxi spoke in muffled sobs, her mouth gagged with cotton.

“Yes, yes, that’s just right, this makes me more excited.

The number one beauty of Tianhai City!

Today, I’ll transform you into a martyr, and I’m going to record this scene to be the man envied by everyone under heaven,” the sleazy man spoke while looking toward a spot in the car.

“Camera?” Liu Yuxi spotted this thing, her face utterly despondent and pale.

“Come on!

Become my slave,” the sleazy man said, pouncing towards Liu Yuxi.

“Stop right there.” Just then, the car’s glass window was shattered by a punch, and Mu Chen tore open the glass door near Liu Yuxi’s seat, and she appeared in front of him.

Mu Chen was terrifyingly quick, instantly locking onto the sleazy man and lunged to attack.

The sleazy man, who was about to pounce on Liu Yuxi, saw his face drastically change and hastily retreated, stunned by the sudden appearance of such an unexpected person.

“Bastard,” Liu Yuxi saw Mu Chen, tears flowing freely from her eyes, her gaze filled with an unprecedented sense of relief.

Mu Chen did not bother with the sleazy man, directly removed the cotton from Liu Yuxi’s mouth, and untied the ropes binding her, then softly said, “Wife, I’m late.”

Mu Chen’s voice was very gentle, full of heartache, regretting that he almost didn’t save Liu Yuxi, something he would never have forgiven himself for.

“Husband, I’m scared,” Liu Yuxi immediately threw herself into Mu Chen’s arms, tears streaming, body trembling.

Even though Liu Yuxi was known as an ice queen typically maintaining her distance from others, in such a situation, she was just a woman, scared, fearful, seeking help, longing for Mu Chen’s protection.

“I…”

Mu Chen caught himself mid-sentence.

Hearing his woman expressing fear was more painful than death.

At that moment, he scoffed coldly.

He was the Master of Hell, yet he almost failed to protect his woman.

What kind of Master of Hell was he?

What use was that supposed glory?

“Honey, rest assured, I, Mu Chen, guarantee, from now on no one can touch even a hair of yours,” Mu Chen spoke earnestly.

“Husband, I trust you, because every time in the nick of time, you’ve saved me, you are my Guardian God,” Liu Yuxi softly said.

“Thank you, wife.”

“Mu Chen, I might be falling` in love with you.”

“I know.

Just wait here, I’ll handle him first, then I’ll take you home,” Mu Chen said seriously, lifting Liu Yuxi gently by her delicate waist and carrying her out of the car.

“Okay,” Liu Yuxi said softly, her gaze never straying from Mu Chen, because of the immense sense of security he afforded her.

“Who are you?” the sleazy man also exited the car, looking at Mu Chen with a grave expression.

“Someone who will make you suffer the six tortures of Hell,” Mu Chen said indifferently.

But as Mu Chen spoke, he vomited a mouthful of fresh blood, his Mad Demon Syndrome acting up.

He had not recovered well before, and now trying to gather strength again was like sprinkling salt on an open wound.

“Hahaha, a severely injured man acting tough in front of me?

Boy, you really are something.

Well, don’t blame me for being impolite,” the sleazy man said, releasing a might typical of a Transcendent Middle Stage, ready to strike at Mu Chen at any moment.

“Husband, are you okay?” Liu Yuxi, seeing Mu Chen like this, asked with a changed expression.

“I’m fine.

Although I had a minor injury before, dealing with a piece of trash like him won’t be too difficult, trust me.”

“Okay,” Liu Yuxi nodded, believing in Mu Chen.

“Transcendent Middle Stage, I used to be able to kill them with a flick of a finger, and now to act tough in front of me, really overestimating yourself,” Mu Chen’s gaze hardened, two daggers appeared in his hands, and he attacked decisively.

“You’re courting death,” the sleazy man shouted, striking back immediately.