C13 When to Get Married?

Murong Jingchen, who had just left the old mansion, sat in the car without saying a word. He looked at the burn on his hand and couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Every time he came back, he would bring a little bit of hope to meet Mu Rong Chen, but every time he would only increase his hatred towards Mu Rong Chen. How could he hope that his so-called father would have any love for him? In his eyes, he was just a chess piece, nothing more than benefits.

"CEO, where are we going now?"

asked Cui Sheng. Every time Murong Jing Chen came out of his old residence, he would be in a depressed mood.

"Next time. I want to be alone."

After getting Cui Sheng to get out of the car, Murong Jingchen drove around aimlessly. Unknowingly, he arrived at Schumann's house.

He parked the car by the side of the road and got out. Murong Jingchen looked at the red lights inside. They must be very happy, he thought.

After staying for a while, Murong Jingchen was about to leave when he found out that Schumann had just returned from outside.

Schumann, who was hit by the lights, squinted his eyes. He was about to go up and argue with the driver when he realized it was Murong Jingchen!

"Why are you here?"

Seeing Murong Jingchen's tall figure, Schumann's originally happy mood suddenly dropped to the bottom.

Why is he at my door? Did he want to settle some debts?

"And then?"

In just a few days, she seemed to have gained a bit of weight.

"And then you got in my way."

Ignoring Murong Jingchen's unreasonable reply, Schumann wanted to leave this place as soon as possible. He didn't know why, but every time he was with him, he felt like he was about to be seen through.

"When are you going to marry me?"

After saying this, Murong Jingchen was suddenly a bit flustered and a bit vexed at himself for saying such words.

What?

Hearing these words, Schumann was also shocked. Was this considered a marriage proposal?

No, that's not right. Murong Jingchen was not someone who would let himself suffer. How could he propose?

So what did he want to do?

Unable to guess Murong Jingchen's thoughts, Schumann decided to leave.

"You should go back earlier. I'll be leaving now."

Although Murong Jingchen was a bit upset with himself for saying such words, he still looked forward to Schumann's reply.

Hearing that she ignored his question, he immediately became unhappy.

He grabbed Schumann's arm.

"You haven't answered me yet?"

Murong Jingchen said in a domineering tone.

Schumann hated being held by others. Without thinking, he threw his bag at Murong Jingchen's hand.

Schumann couldn't understand why he had always been caught recently.

"S ~"

Murong Jingchen cried out in pain. Schumann had struck his hand as he was being heated by boiling water.

Seeing the pained look on Murong Jingchen's face, Schumann thought that he had been too harsh on him.

"Are you okay?"

Not wanting to let Schumann see his sorry state, Murong Jingchen said:

"I'm fine."

Nothing? Then why was he in such pain?

He didn't believe Murong Jingchen's words and directly picked up his hand, preparing to inspect it. But then he discovered that Murong Jingchen's right hand was already covered in blisters, making him look somewhat malevolent.

"What happened to your hand?"

Murong Jingchen, who hadn't been paying attention for a while, pulled his hand back. He didn't want Schumann to see him like this.

"It's fine. Leave."

Hearing this, Schumann hesitated for a moment before leaving.

Looking at Schumann's departing back, Murong Jingchen couldn't help but find it laughable that he had asked her just now when she was going to marry him.

Murong Jingchen, are you already so lacking in love?

Just as Murong Jingchen was about to drive away, Schumann appeared again.

"Murong Jingchen, wait a moment."

Murong Jingchen, who originally had no other thoughts, suddenly felt a ray of light enter his heart after hearing Schumann's voice.

She's back?

At this moment, Schumann had some medicine in his hand. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that it was some scalding medicine.

"What are you going to do?"

Murong Jingchen didn't think that Schumann would buy him medicine to wipe his wounds. For a moment, his body felt a bit uncomfortable.

"Wiping medicine, don't tell me you want to cripple your hand?"

Schumann couldn't help but roll his eyes at Murong Jingchen.

Was he a fool?

"No need."

Not understanding Schumann's intentions, Murong Jingchen directly refused. He wasn't weak enough to need a woman to take care of him.

"I say, are you an idiot? Your hand is injured, did you not see that? If we don't take care of it in time, we might get infected and perhaps even amputate our limbs. "

In her previous life, when she was locked up in a mental hospital, there was a patient who went to the kitchen to steal food and was accidentally scalded. As a result, no one managed it for her, resulting in her entire hand being damaged and her limbs being amputated.

At that time, Schumann knew that you couldn't underestimate any disease. The more inconspicuous a person was, the more likely he would want your life.

He ignored Murong Jingchen and directly grabbed his hand to help him deal with it.

Murong Jingchen watched as Schumann concentrated on applying the medicine for him and didn't continue to refuse.

The moonlight shone down on Schumann's face, making her look even more beautiful. Unknowingly, Murong Jingchen had fallen for this beauty.

"You must remember not to touch the water with this hand of yours. Otherwise, you might get infected, and the consequences will be troublesome."

Schumann ordered as he applied the medicine.

Schumann didn't get a reply for a long time. He raised his head to look at Murong Jingchen, only to find that he was looking at him. He suddenly stopped.

"What are you doing?"

"Cough, cough …"

Murong Jingchen, who had been pulled back by Schumann's words, gave an awkward cough.

"Schumann, as long as you want, I won't bother with your past."

As long as Shu Man obediently married him, he wouldn't mind having another girl by his side. He could also let go of that part between her and Lin Tianzheng.

"Murong Jingchen, we're not going to make it."

Schumann did not expect Murong Jingchen to bring up the topic of their marriage. Since that was the case, she might as well explain it a little more clearly.

"Don't refuse me so quickly. Perhaps you need me."

"I don't need it."

"Then perhaps you need me for what you do." Murong Jingchen whispered into Sherman's ear.

What did he know? Schumann looked at Murong Jingchen as his mind raced.

"I don't know anything. I just feel that having a strong helper isn't bad for you."

Murong Jingchen could see through Schumann's thoughts at a glance. He was certain that Schumann was hiding something from him, but regardless of what it was, she wanted him to do it.

"You can go back and think about it. Thanks for the dressing."

Murong Jingchen waved the injured gauze at Schumann and drove away.

Perhaps, he was right! Schumann thought.