Picking Up a Gorgeous CEO for a Wife

Su Ziyan glared at Qin Yu stubbornly, making waves of guilt wash over him. He was afraid that Su Ziyan would really have a falling-out with him.

However, to conceal his guilt, Qin Yu forcefully squeezed out an indifferent smile on his face.

"Miss Su, let me remind you once again that in the eyes of others, I am already a bastard, a thug; such an incident is quite normal for me, just another reason for people to spit on me twice more. But you are different; to everyone, you're an ice-cold, pure goddess. Do you really want to make a scene at the police station? Do you really want to let the image of a goddess crumble to the ground?"

Qin Yu's words finally shattered Su Ziyan's fragile nerves, and she lightly bit her sensually lipsticked lips.

Tears of grievance rolled down like beans, and Su Ziyan felt ridiculous.

In a moment of desperation, pushed to the brink by her father, she actually thought of Qin Yu?

Thought of this rogue and pervert?

In his line of work, Qin Yu had encountered all sorts of people, seen many women intentionally playing the victim to gain sympathy. Qin Yu's nerves had been tempered to be tougher than rock.

But for some reason, seeing Su Ziyan's tears made Qin Yu's heart twist, a choking sensation rose from his chest, making him extremely irritable.

What's wrong with me? Qin Yu subconsciously pulled out a cigarette from his pocket.

To his further annoyance, the cigarette pack was empty, long since smoked out.

"Alright, you win! Stop crying, I didn't record anything."

Qin Yu said this with a fatalistic attitude.

No recording? Su Ziyan's pretty, wide eyes stared dumbly at Qin Yu.

Soon, Su Ziyan figured it out. Both of them had drunk so much last night, how could Qin Yu have thought of recording?

How did her IQ drop so much in the presence of this disgusting thug?

"Qin Yu, I'm asking you one last time, are you going to marry me or not?"

Su Ziyan rummaged through her handbag, pulling out a tissue and wiping away the tears on her face.

Luckily, Su Ziyan was wearing minimal makeup, just some lip gloss and shaped eyebrows, without foundation and eyeliner; otherwise, she would definitely have turned into a "tiger cat."

"I don't want to repeat the same question twice. Out of respect for Miss Su, I've already said it twice, and I feel there is no need to say it a third time! Miss Su, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving. If you decide to sue me, I have nothing to say. I accept it."

After speaking, Qin Yu decisively stood up. This girl was simply insulting him!

He was such an outstanding man, why should he agree to a fake marriage?

This time, Su Ziyan didn't say anything. She didn't even take her handbag or phone, and with an expressionless face, she followed Qin Yu's steps. Her brisk pace was quick and urgent, and she soon passed Qin Yu.

Su Ziyan was certain, beyond a doubt, that with Su Xinghe's intentions, this was an ultimatum today. She would rather die than fall into the hands of Gu Chen, that pervert!

Su Ziyan walked ahead to the cafe door and forcefully pushed it open, striding towards the road!

Mom, your daughter has harmed you; your daughter seeks to follow your footsteps!

Mom, if you were still alive, you definitely wouldn't let dad sell me to that pervert Gu Chen!

Qin Yu was puzzled. What was this girl trying to do?

Soon, Qin Yu's eyes widened in shock as Su Ziyan ran toward the middle of the road!

"Su Ziyan, have you gone mad? Get back here!"

Qin Yu frowned, finding the girl's willfulness unbearable.

With so many cars on the road, wasn't she afraid of getting hit?

Su Ziyan turned back and looked at Qin Yu coldly, her eyes complex with determination, pain, and a hint of relief from impending liberation.

This expression made Qin Yu uncomfortably tongue-tied. Right then, he wanted to impulsively shout out.

Fine! I'll marry you!

If it's a fake marriage, then let it be!

Let's divorce then!

But just thinking about his mother roaring like a lioness of Hedong, Qin Yu forcefully suppressed the urge.

Seeing the fleeting struggle on Qin Yu's face, Su Ziyan wore a self-mocking smile, thinking that her death was certain today.

Su Ziyan turned back and charged towards the highway again, all the way to the middle!

Su Ziyan stood still, smiling as she watched the oncoming truck!

The truck driver was stunned by the sudden turn of events!

What the hell? Had this woman gone mad?

The truck driver slammed on the brakes and blared the horn forcefully!

But the truck was too massive, the momentum too great; it couldn't possibly stop within the short distance of ten meters!

Onlookers also shouted in alarm, unwilling to watch such an exquisite beauty get crushed into a pile of pulp by the truck!

But nobody knew what to do!

Seeing this scene, Qin Yu's heart began to spasm!

The feeling was tens, hundreds of times more painful than watching his comrades-in-arms sacrifice themselves!

Qin Yu bellowed, suddenly accelerating to his fastest, sprinting towards the highway like a bolt of lightning!

Although she was determined to die, as the truck drew closer, Su Ziyan nervously closed her eyes.

But, contrary to her expectations, the anticipated collision did not occur; instead, Su Ziyan felt a strong, forceful hand grab her arm.

This hand was so strong that her delicate body was yanked into the air!

When Su Ziyan opened her eyes again, she found herself standing at the edge of the highway.

Qin Yu's hands gripped her shoulders tightly, causing Su Ziyan considerable pain!

Although she was intent on dying, in the face of death, Su Ziyan still felt fear, trembling nervously!

The feeling was indescribable, like taking a stroll at the gates of hell!

"Qin Yu, why did you save me? Let go of me!"

Su Ziyan struggled fiercely, but how could she break free from Qin Yu's strong grip?

"You silly woman! Have you lost your mind? You could have really died!"

Qin Yu's eyes were bloodshot, his expression ferocious. Watching the truck approach closer to Su Ziyan, he felt as though he was suffocating,

Even though Qin Yu's tone was harsh and the hands gripping her shoulders were forceful, Su Ziyan, for some reason, felt a warmth in her heart, as if Qin Yu in front of her was someone she could rely on.

Tears fell like a breached floodgate, unchecked. Were they tears of grievance?

Or tears of happiness?

Su Ziyan wasn't quite sure.

But what she was sure of was that she needed to stoke the fire.

"Qin Yu, saving me now is pointless! If I want to die, I will find a way. Can you follow me for my entire life?"

Su Ziyan forcefully wiped away her tears, looking at Qin Yu with determined eyes.

Qin Yu took a deep breath. Up close, Su Ziyan's enticing natural scent rushed into his nostrils, stimulating all the olfactory neurons.

It was a scent pure and fresh as a lotus, untainted by any fragrance of cosmetics.

This purest of aromas instantly overpowered Qin Yu, and he let out a self-deprecating laugh.

"Su Ziyan, you win, I will marry you."