Chapter 442 Why is your walking so strange?

After saying that, she turned to Cui Xiao and softened her tone, "If you feel unwell, call the nurse anytime."

After the doctor left, only the sound of their breathing remained in the emergency room.

Cui Xiao turned her head to look at the night outside the window. The glow of the streetlights shone through the glass onto her face, flickering on and off.

Zhou Mubin walked to the bedside and asked in a low voice, "Would you like some water?"

Cui Xiao didn't turn around, her voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible panic, "I know you've been drugged. Don't worry, I won't call the police."

Zhou Mubin was stunned. He thought she would blame him, but he didn't expect her to say that.

He crouched down, his gaze level with hers, and said earnestly, "I'm sorry, I couldn't control myself, it's my responsibility. Don't worry, I will take full responsibility."

Cui Xiao suddenly turned her head and met his deep eyes.

Cui Xiao almost instinctively said, "I don't need you to take responsibility. We're both adults. It's just a matter of sleeping together. There's nothing to make a fuss about."

Her words were like a needle, piercing Zhou Mubin's heart.

The gentleness on his face vanished instantly, his brows furrowed, and his tone was clearly annoyed, "Just taking a nap?"

He suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, the grip not strong but enough that she couldn't break free. "In your eyes, what happened last night was just a trivial fling? You hate me that much that you won't even give me the right to take responsibility?"

Cui Xiao suddenly met his earnest gaze, and the anger in it made her inexplicably flustered.

Cui Xiao forcefully pulled her wrist away, her voice muffled, "Lawyer Zhou, just pretend nothing happened last night. You are the second young master of the Zhou family, and you have no shortage of outstanding people around you. There's no need to waste your time on me."

She deliberately distanced herself from him, even changing her address to the unfamiliar Zhou Lu, wanting only to end this suffocating confrontation as soon as possible.

Zhou Mubin released her hand, his fingertips tracing the feeling of his hand on her wrist, his gaze fixed on her trembling shoulders and back.

He stood up, looking down at her with an unwavering tone, "Cui Xiao, I, Zhou Mubin, will never run away from anyone I want to take responsibility for."

He picked up the warm water from the bedside table and handed it to her. "Drink some water. As for our affairs, it's not up to you to decide now."

Cui Xiao suddenly looked up, her cold gaze carrying a hint of stubbornness. "Zhou Mubin, is it really necessary? If you have to take responsibility for every woman you have a relationship with, even the emperor's harem wouldn't be able to hold them all."

Cui Xiao's words were harsh, but she still had to say it: "Sleeping with you isn't a loss for me. After all, Zhou Lu is a veteran with rich experience. A male model with Zhou Lu's physique and looks would cost a lot of money to sleep with."

"So, I really didn't take this to heart, and you don't need to take it too seriously either. Just treat me like any of your previous women. If you're relaxed, I'll be happy too."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Mubin's face turned black with anger. "You treat men as male models, but I can't be so heartless as to compare you to those women."

Cui Xiao glanced at him irritably, "This is my attitude, Zhou Mubin. I don't need you to take responsibility."

Zhou Mubin acted as if he hadn't heard her, put the bowl of porridge aside, took out his phone from his suit pocket, and dialed a number in front of her, "Hello, Mom."

The banquet had just ended, and Zhou's mother hadn't even lain down when she heard Zhou Mubin's voice. She instantly perked up, "You little brat, you didn't take the Zhou Group's anniversary banquet seriously at all, just ran away like that, are you asking for a beating?"

Zhou Mubin didn't care. He turned to look at Cui Xiao's profile and said, "Mom, if you have time these next few days, go pick out a villa for me. It should be in a good environment with a water feature in the yard."

He spoke at a steady pace, nothing unusual, so Cui Xiao didn't pay any attention.

Zhou's mother asked curiously, "Isn't this big villa enough for you? Why are you buying another one?"

Zhou Mubin smiled faintly, one hand in his pocket, "How can that be the same? That's your and my dad's home. My wife and I definitely need our own little home."

Instantly, Cui Xiao's eyes were fixed on Zhou Mubin.

Zhou's mother was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

Zhou Mubin's smile deepened. "Mom, I'm getting married."

The only person Zhou's mother could think of was, "Did Cui Xiao agree to marry you, a playboy?"

Is she his biological mother?

How is he a playboy? He reformed long ago.

Zhou Mubin frowned slightly. "Cui Xiao agreed. I'll go with her to get our marriage certificate tomorrow."

Cui Xiao was terrified. She jumped off the hospital bed and grabbed his phone, yelling, "Zhou Mubin, are you crazy...?"

Then Zhou's mother said, "You're with my daughter-in-law? You brat, you're making things difficult for me and my daughter-in-law..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Mubin hung up the phone.

Afterwards, looking at Cui Xiao's angry face, he smiled slightly and said, "Wife, you don't need me to take responsibility, but I need you to take responsibility. This handsome man like me has been taken advantage of by you, so I'm destined to rely on you for the rest of my life. You think you can get rid of me? No way."

Cui Xiaocang's face was pale. She didn't know how things had gotten so out of control.

She sat back down, her brows furrowed. "No matter how much you make a scene, I will never marry you."

As expected, Cui Xiao's attitude was exactly what Zhou Mubin thought. He sat down and mimicked Cui Xiao's attitude, saying, "Coincidentally, just like you, no matter what you say, I'm determined to marry you."

Cui Xiao frowned and glared at him. "Does it really have to be this way?"

Zhou Mubin said, "Cui Xiao, all I want is to marry you, all I want is to be with you. Am I wrong?"

Cui Xiao fell silent, gave Zhou Mubin a deep look, and said nothing more.

She couldn't reason with him, and he couldn't sway her mind.

After a night's rest, Zhou Mubin stayed by her side the whole time. Cui Xiao woke up several times in the middle of the night and vaguely saw him standing in front of the bed, deep in thought.

I've known Zhou Mubin for eleven years, and he's never been this melancholy, no matter how complicated the case was.

Cui Xiao didn't disturb her; she simply closed her eyes and remained silent in the dead of night.

The next day, Zhou Mubin took Cui Xiao home. As she was about to go upstairs, he scooped her up in his arms and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

That statement is somewhat ambiguous.

Cui Xiao pursed her lips, too lazy to pay him any attention.

Zhou Mubin carried her home. He knew this apartment very well; the only pair of men's slippers in the house was a gift from Cui Xiao.

Zhou Mubin put her on the bed and drew back the curtains. "I've asked for leave for you."

Cui Xiao glared at him. "Lawyer Zhou, aren't you taking yourself too seriously?"

Zhou Mubin turned and walked over from the window. He leaned down, and Cui Xiao subconsciously leaned back. His strong arm fell beside her, creating a small, cramped space.

He wasn't angry; he just stared into her angry eyes and then laughed, "Does Vice President Cui intend to go to the company like this? Aren't you afraid the employees will ask you why you walk so strangely? Why are there red marks on your neck?"