Ch. 481..490

Marry Me Quick Chapter 481-Ziyue stood in the doorway for some time, yet Muchen didn't turn to look at her.

She knocked on the door to get his attention.

Knock knock.

He finally turned toward her.

"Is it time to eat?" He gave her a glance before looking back down at his work.

She moved closer to him. "Yeah. Dinner is ready. You just got back from the hospital. You shouldn't be working so soon."

She was worried about him. If anything were to happen again, she might not take it well.

Muchen focused on his laptop and paid no attention to her. He lifted his head a moment later and realized that Ziyue was still there. He furrowed his eyebrows. "Why don't you head down to eat first?"

She opened her mouth to reply when Muchen closed the laptop. He got up from the chair with a reluctant expression. "You should just eat without me if I'm busy."

He went around the desk to Ziyue and brought her downstairs, hand in hand.

Her anxiety vanished in an instant.

Although it sounded as if Muchen was irritated with her, it turned out that he just didn't want her to wait for him. He just wasn't saying what he meant.

…

It had been a while since Ziyue had a proper meal or slept. She was constantly on tenterhooks.

She was initially worried about finding a cure. Then she was anxious that he wouldn't come around.

Now, Muchen had finally recovered.

She felt her appetite return as they began their meal.

Muchen sat opposite her. He took a bite of the food. "Did you make this?"

"Yeah." She raised her head and looked at him with bright eyes.

He noticed that she had made the food.

His eyes squinted as he smiled at her. "It's good."

She beamed back at him.

She didn't even know how to do the dishes two years ago. Now, she was familiar with basic home cooking. It was a miracle.

It was nice to have a meal with Muchen at home. But Ziyue felt that something was missing without Zixi.

"Let's fetch Zixi after our meal. It's been so many days since I've seen him."

She thought that Muchen would agree right away. Yet he replied plainly, "It's only been five days."

When she saw that he was indifferent, she thought: These five days have been like years to me.

Muchen observed as Ziyue lowered her head and played with the food in her bowl. He thought she was upset and suggested, after some thought, "Let's pick him up tomorrow. We can take a proper rest today."

He knew that she hadn't had a proper sleep when he saw the dark circles around her eyes.

Ziyue missed Zixi terribly, but she nodded in agreement at Muchen's suggestion.

…

In the afternoon, Ziyue sank into her bed after a shower and fell into a deep sleep.

Muchen stirred her from her sleep.

She felt a weight pressing on her and was out of breath.

Disoriented, she opened her eyes and met Muchen's eyes, filled with desire.

"Mu…"

Muchen closed in on her before she could finish her sentence.

She couldn't even say a single word after that.

When it ended, he hugged her close. Ziyue nudged him. "Move over. Your body's too warm."

It was mainly because she could feel his body's reaction again.

She didn't want to go for another round. It was late, and she wanted to sleep. They had to pick up Zixi the next day.

Muchen only moved closer. The lust in his voice didn't diminish. "But you feel so cool."

He pulled her closer.

She closed her eyes and resigned herself to her fate.

As Ziyue had expected, it was late when she finally went to sleep. Oddly enough, she felt refreshed when she woke up the following day.

She recalled hearing that a man's energy was good for women.

"What are you thinking about? You have a funny look on your face." Muchen's voice suddenly came from behind her.

Startled, she turned around in a hurry.

Muchen was watching Ziyue from behind. He was much taller than her, so she smacked into his chin when she spun around.

He hissed in pain. "I thought you were thinking about last night with that seductive look on your face. Turns out you're just planning your husband's murder."

Ziyue was about to ask if he was fine but swallowed her words. She gently pinched his chin, not wanting him to feel pain. "I wouldn't use this method if I was plotting to kill my husband."

He took her by surprise when he pulled her by her slim waist close to him. He placed his lips over hers. A smile could be heard in his voice. "Yup. You can choose to wring me dry."

She felt his body's reaction.

"Nice try!" She snorted.

His smile widened as he placed her on top of the vanity. He stared at her openly as if he could see through her thin nightclothes.

"You'll never know if you don't try."

He pulled her nightdress over her head.

Ziyue reached out to stop him from going further. "It's late now. You promise that we'll pick up Zixi today. Stop."

She grasped his large hand. He looked at her sulkily. "Do you think I can stop when your clothes are already off? Do you think I'm impotent?"

She began to refute him. How could she say that he was impotent? He was far too energetic.

"I don't. You…"

Muchen interrupted her. "Besides, you're the one who riled me up."

She stared at him speechlessly. Can't he be reasonable?

He showed her that he couldn't.

An hour later, she sat on the bed blankly as he dressed her.

Muchen, on the other hand, was beaming happily.

He saw that she was expressionless as he buttoned up her shirt. He put his hands on either side of her. He bent over her and asked earnestly. "What happened? Was it not enough for you?"

Marry Me Quick Chapter 482-Ziyue's face was red and turned green. When she saw Muchen's gloating face, she rushed forward and knocked his forehead sharply.

'Clap'

Ziyue saw stars. Muchen also gasped from the pain.

Although Ziyue felt dizzy, she still felt a sense of satisfaction.

She took the opportunity of Muchen raising his arm to rub his forehead to grab her pillow and leave the bed with a huff.

Muchen has become so much more daring after the incident.

Muchen did not stop her. He sat up in bed and watched Ziyue. He looked at her seriously and asked, "You didn't have to take revenge on me like this even if I didn't satisfy you. We can just do it again…"

He started unbuttoning his shirt.

"Only a ghost would want to do it with you again!" Ziyue said through gritted teeth and stormed out of the room.

…

Because they were lazing at home in the morning, it was already noon when they got to Jingshu's place. Ziyue got out of the car and looked at the villa in front of her. It was her first time at Jingshu's house. She couldn't wait to see her precious son. One day felt like three years. She had never missed Muchen this much.

"Jingshu!" She called out his name as she walked into the garden. But the garden was empty. She kept calling his name, but there was no response.

"Could he be away?" Ziyue turned to look at Muchen inquiringly.

Just then, the doors of the villa opened.

Ziyue whipped her head around and looked toward to door.

"Jing…"

When she had a clear look at who was at the door, she quickly changed her address.

"Mr. Bai." She called out dryly.

It wasn't Jingshu that opened the door, but Yunan.

Yunan looked at Ziyue and Muchen with surprise in his eyes. He quickly dispersed it and slightly nodded his head at them, "Mr. and Mrs. Qin."

There was a slight change in his expression when he looked at Muchen.

Muchen did not say anything but nodded his head in acknowledgment.

Ziyue did not like talking to Yunan. She had even choked him last time. She should've known that Yunan would be staying with Jingshu.

Whatever, it's not like I'll have to see him again. I'm not going to apologize either; it wasn't my fault.

Ziyue pretended that she had lost her memories and did not remember what had happened the last time. She asked him, "Where's Jingshu? Is he not home?"

"He's been staying at the office recently," Yunan replied.

When Ziyue heard this, she turned to look at Muchen. He had given Jingshu a call before coming…

Muchen frowned and, without saying anything, reached out to pull Ziyue away. He did not say a word to Yunan from start to end.

It was evident that Yunan was curious about Muchen. They did not care if he investigated him, but they did not want to give him a chance to ask Muchen questions.

They returned to their car, and Ziyue asked him, "Didn't you call Jingshu before we got here?"

Muchen raised his brows, "He did not say that he was staying at the office recently."

If she had known, she would've called Jingshu herself and saved herself all this trouble.

…

They made their way to Jingshu's office and finally met up with Zixi, who they had not seen in a while.

"Zixi," Ziyue exclaimed when she saw him and ran to him.

Muchen had both his hands in his pockets as he slowly walked over.

Zixi was talking to Ziyue, but when he saw Muchen, his eyes lit up, and he grinned from ear to ear.

"Daddy, you finally got up!"

"Yeah." Muzhen replied calmly. He squatted down and swopped Zixi up in one move.

Zixi was elated to see Muchen. A thought seemed to flash by, and he leaned his mouth toward Muzhen's ear.

"Mommy kept crying when you were asleep." He whispered.

Muchen was shocked for a moment and then lifted his head to look at Ziyue.

During the five days, he did not feel anything when he was 'sleeping.' He only knew that his heart soared when he woke up and saw Ziyue sleeping by his bed. Ziyue looked like she had lost two stones. He was fine, but it must've been hard on her.

"What are you guys whispering about?" Ziyue saw the two whispering to each other. She felt a tinge of jealousy in her.

Aren't children supposed to be closer to their mothers?

She had not seen Zixi in so many days, yet he abandoned her and went to Muchen the moment he saw him.

"Tell mommy what you said." Muchen changed his hold on Zixi. He felt like the child had grown heavier in the few days he hadn't carried him.

Zixi shook his chubby little hand and muttered, "It's nothing."

"You little brat." Ziyue said affectionately and couldn't resist pinching his cheek.

Zixi giggled and buried his head into Muchen's chest.

At this moment, Jingshu, who had been watching from the side, called out, "I can't believe the nerve of you two. How dare you not tell me you were discharged from the hospital?"

"We wanted to hurry home. We thought we would invite you for dinner some other time." Ziyue explained with a smile.

Jinghsu shrugged and said, "You should have let me prepare some fireworks for your discharge."

At this time, the office door opened, and Xia came in with some tea.

"Ziyue, Mr. Qin, help yourself to some tea."

She winked at Ziyue and then placed the cups of tea in front of them.

"Where's mine?" Jingshu asked.

Xia gave him a look and replied, "You don't like…"

"You can't say that to me. I'm your boss. Do you want to get fired because of your attitude?" Jingshu glared at her.

"I wouldn't dare. Alright, I'll get you another cup." Xia glanced at him and said exasperatedly.

Jingshu was not happy with her tone. She sounded like she was soothing a child.

He pointed at her and said, "Ms. An, get back here. I'm going to deal with your attitude once and for all."

Xia did not bother with him.

Seeing that, Jingshu sat down opposite Ziyue and Muchen with a huff.

"Look at my secretary… She's going to climb onto my head anytime soon!"

"You can fire her." Muchen said impassively.

Jingshu was stunned and couldn't get any words out. "I… I'm not that petty. I wouldn't fire her."

"What are you guys quarreling about again?" Ziyue asked with a laugh.

Jingshu's expression darkened. His face gave his thought away.

How did you know?

Marry Me Quick Chapter 483-Jingshu's thoughts were obvious. Ziyue shook her head at him. Jingshu and Xia were both passionate characters; they would always fight when together. Jingshu also liked provoking Xia. It was apparent that he wanted to catch her attention back then by saying some useless things. It was so obvious to Ziyue.

"It's nothing… Let's not talk about me first." Jingshu waved his hand touchily. His eyes were serious when he looked toward Muchen again.

"Muchen, are you fully recovered?"

"Otherwise?" Muchen looked at him stoically.

Jingshu was not convinced until he saw Muchen's expression. Muchen did not say anything else for the rest of their time there. Jingshu chatted with Ziyue the whole time. They decided to have dinner at Lumiere Jade House together. Before leaving Jingshu's company, Zixi wanted to go to the toilet, so Muchen brought him.

Jingshu took this opportunity to look at Ziyue mysteriously.

"Don't you think Muchen has gotten more cold?"

Although the Muchen from before had been cold, he would've joined in the conversation occasionally. He had not said one word from start to end.

"Really?" Ziyue asked him curiously.

She had also felt this way last night when she saw the interaction between Chuan and Muchen. But when they got home, Muchen had treated her with so much 'passion'. He had been more brazen than before…

Jingshu looked at Ziyue's face and shook his head, "Maybe it's just me."

Ziyue lifted her brows slightly but did not say anything.

…

Muchen had a baby seat in his car, so Ziyue had placed Zixi in it and sat beside him. Zixi played with his fingers while in the car. Ziyue found herself staring at Muchen unconsciously. She disagreed with what Jingshu said but couldn't help but think about Muchen's actions in the past few days. She thought that Muchen seemed pretty normal, but when she looked closely, his behavior made sense.

When they got home, Muchen stopped Ziyue and asked her, "Why were you staring at me?"

"Um… Well…" She thought he was paying attention to the road and wouldn't notice her attention to him.

"Well?"

"It's nothing. I thought you looked handsome…"

It's not wrong.

Muchen squinted at her. He waited until she looked intimidated, then said, "Don't think about escaping. What did you and Jingshu talk about?"

Ziyue lowered her gaze and muttered, "He didn't say anything."

She was surprised by Muchen's intuition.

Muchen narrowed his eyes at her when he heard that. Ziyue felt like he was looking through her. The sharpness in his eyes was frightening. Ziyue couldn't help but take a small step back. During the two's confrontation, they heard a sharp cry from one of their helpers.

"Little master!"

Ziyue quickly recollected herself, pushed Muchen away, and ran into the living room. Before getting close to the scene, she saw Zixi surrounded by a circle of servants.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

Ziyue was carrying Zixi into the house but was stopped by Muchen. She felt Muchen wanted to talk to her, so she let the servants take Zixi away.

"Mrs. Qin." The servants exclaimed in panic when they saw Ziyue walking over. They backed away, and Zixi turned his head around. Tears glistened in his ebony eyes, and his lips were trembling vigorously. He looked like he was about to cry, but for whatever reason, he couldn't.

Ziyue swept a look at the servants and then knelt in front of Zixi, "Darling, what's wrong?"

Zixi blinked, and the tears in his eyes rolled down his cheeks. It was like a dam broke; he started crying heartily.

"It hurts…" He gasped tearfully as he reached his hand out for Ziyue to see. When Ziyue saw his hand, there was a massive red spot on it. It was obvious that he had been burnt.

"What are you all standing around for? Go get me the first aid kit!" Ziyue turned her head and shouted at the servants. She was usually kind and sweet toward them. She did not give off air and wasn't as cold as Muchen. The helper in the house thought that she had a good temper. Her sudden outburst made them jump. They quickly ran to get some burn ointment.

Ziyue carried Zixi to the couch and sat down. She gently patted him on the back and coddled him, "Don't cry, darling. I'll put some medicine on you, and it won't hurt anymore."

Zixi never liked to cry. He stopped crying very quickly and waited for the ointment.

When the servant brought the ointment over, Ziyue carefully applied it to his hand and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Zixi looked at the cream on his hand, and in the next second, his eyes lit up like he had realized something interesting. He quickly shook his head and replied, "No…"

"Really?" Ziyue asked him with a giggle.

He kept staring at his hand while Ziyue treated it. Zixi found the cooling effect of the medicine on his burn weird; he couldn't help giggling.

"It's quite cold, right?" Ziyue asked him after applying the medicine meticulously.

"Yeah, it's cold." Zixi said with a nod.

He couldn't quite pronounce the word 'cold', but Ziyue still understood him.

"Did he burn himself?" Muchen's voice floated over. Ziyue suddenly remembered that Muchen was there too.

Before Ziyue could reply, Zixi lifted his burnt hand and looked at Muchen with a glowing face, "Daddy, it's cold."

Muchen bent over and held his burnt hand. There was a red mark on his otherwise smooth skin. It made his heart wrench when he saw it. Muchen lowered his lashes and gently blew on his wound.

"It won't hurt after I blow on it."

He blew on it twice more. Zixi giggled as he felt funny.

Then, Muchen turned to Ziyue and said, "Take Zixi up to rest."

Ziyue had wanted to do that, so she agreed and brought Zixi upstairs. Muchen waited until he heard the door upstairs close before glaring at the three servants. They stayed silent and unmoving in their spots. They knew how precious Zixi was as the household's Little Master.

Marry Me Quick Chapter 484-Muchen towered over the female servants. He did not bend his head to look at them but only lowered his eyes at them. His gaze was disapproving, and it intimidated the servants. They were so scared they did not dare speak.

"Are you not going to tell me?" Muchen's voice was deep and low. His tone was very obviously impatient.

"It… It was me. I gave the little master some water, but it was too hot. He tilted the cup to the side and the water… scalded him…" One of the servants mumbled. She started trembling when she finished speaking.

"Since you know you're wrong; you should leave." Muchen said in a cold voice.

"Sir, I apologize for my mistake; I promise there won't be a second time. Please let me keep my job…" The servant begged hurriedly. Those who worked as servants usually had tough situations at home. Only those that had a good background were fast on their feet and had the potential could work as help at Muchen's home. No one wanted to be fired as the job had good pay that was comparable to those working in a corporate business.

"A second time? If there was a second time, you would be carried out of the door." Muchen's face was as sharp as ice. His handsome fast was like the devil at night.

"I… I'll leave." She did not dare say anymore. She quickly turned around and bolted out of there.

Muchen turned his head toward the other two servants. Their heads were lowered in fear.

"Go spread the word. If anything like this happens again, it wouldn't be as simple as letting you leave on your own will." Muchen said and gestured them to leave.

Ziyue was standing in the hallway on the second floor. She could not hear what Muchen said, but she saw the two servants fleeing him like they had seen a ghost.

Is Muchen that frightening?

…

That night when the Qin family arrived at Lumiere Jade House, the other people were already there. Xia and Jingshu sat opposite each other on the round table in their private room. They looked like they wanted to draw a dividing line between the both of them. Chuan sat on Jingshu's left, and Xiyi sat beside Chuan.

"Ziyue!" Xia called out and ran to her when she saw Ziyue. When she got close to her, she reached out her hands and squished Zixi's round face. She didn't find that satisfactory enough, so she reached for his hand.

"Zixi, let me carry you."

Since Zixi had stayed at Jingshu's house for quite some days, he was familiar with Xia. He reached for her hand.

Xia took his hand with a giggle.

"Come sit with Aunty; I'll order you something nice." She said while putting him into a baby chair.

Once Zixi was seated, he stretched his neck to see where Ziyue and Muchen were. When he saw Ziyue sit beside him, he relaxed and turned his head back to the table.

'Ding!'

Jingshu tapped his spoon against the glass to pull Zixi's attention.

"Look here, kiddo. Call me Uncle."

"Uncle!" Zixi called Jinghu.

"Yo! What a miracle. Just one day at home and you stopped calling me 'ugly'." Jingshu had a face full of wonder. To Jingshu, it was a feeling fathers got when their sons called them 'dad'.

"Mr. Bai. Since Zixi called you uncle, shouldn't you give him an allowance?" Chuan called out opportunely. He had been collecting allowance from people in LK Group and Lumiere Jade House. He also knew that the festive season in Z Country made people more generous. The elderly would always give allowance.

"Of course! Of course, I'll give it to him!" Jingshu slapped his hand on the table and stood up. He opened his wallet and showed it to Zixi.

"Choose what you want, kiddo." He passed the wallet to him.

Ziyue glanced at Jingshu. His wallet was stuffed with money bills and numerous cards. Ziyue raised her brow, displeased.

Zixi is so young. How would he know what to choose? Since Jingshu said it, we should use it to our advantage. He doesn't lack money anyways.

Ziyue was about to speak, but Muchen was one step ahead. Muchen held Zixi's hand to pick out the only black card in the wallet.

Jingshu jumped when he saw that and exclaimed, "Oh my! Muchen, you're playing me! I said to let Zixi choose!"

"Zixi, tell daddy, was this black card the one you wanted?" Muchen asked with a slight smile on his face.

Zixi did not care what Muchen said. He was happy because his father was smiling. He nodded his head in succession.

Shit, my unlimited black card! Jingshu gnashed his teeth.

"It's just a card. No need to get so upset about it. You're such a petty person." Xia said with a huff.

"Well, it was supposed to be for my wife anyways. I didn't know you were so generous with your things." Jingshu said to Xia with a scoff.

"What does your wife have to do with me?" Xia replied after half a beat.

Jingshu looked at her with a smile. He did not say anything.

Xia glanced at the people around the table; they all had knowing smiles on their faces. She suddenly understood what Jingshu meant. Her face flushed red, and after a brief glare at Jingshu, she turned her head away to avoid looking at him.

After seeing Xia's reaction, the blue he felt when his black card was stolen by Muchen disappeared. He returned to his seat with a smile on his face. All his troubles from the previous days had melted away in that instant.

Zixi did not know what everyone was laughing at. He waved the black card around and offered it to Xia curiously.

"Aun… ty…" He mumbled slightly incoherently. He thought the hard card was fun and wanted to share his new toy with Xia.

Xia stuffed the card back into his pocket and said, "This is a present from Uncle Jingshu. You should keep it safe."

Zixi was still too young to understand what a present was, but he was intuitive. When he saw Xia's solemn expression, he blinked and hurriedly fastened the button in his pocket. The guarded look on his small face was quite a funny sight. The others at the table made fun of Zixi for a moment and then started their meal.

After dinner, they rented a room upstairs. Midway through their gathering, Muchen and Chuan walked out.

After walking a distance away, Muchen stopped and asked, "Did you find out the IP address of the person who sent Xiyi the formula?"

"I have; it's from a foreign address." Chuan was tiptoeing around the subject.

"Have you found the address of the sender that sent Ziyue that letter?" Muchen asked again.

"That… There was no way to figure it out." Chuan wiped the cold sweat on his forehead off. He suddenly missed the K1LU73 virus in his body.

"Mr. Qin?" A warm male voice called out from behind them.

Muchen and Chuan whipped their heads around and saw Shichu standing about an arm's length away. He gave off an air of a polite gentleman.

Marry Me Quick Chapter 485-huan was alarmed. He turned around and gave Muchen a concerned look. Then, he nodded at Shichu to express cordiality before retreating behind Muchen.

Muchen had just told him about the IP investigation. Although the source hadn't been located, they discovered that the unidentified IP address had an uncanny resemblance to the email address Shichu used to send an email to Ziyue.

Their lead was enough to consolidate their suspicion that it was Shichu who sent Ziyue the email.

"I didn't expect to bump into Mr. Lu here. What a small world." Muchen narrowed his eyes to crinkled slits and said to Shichu.

Shichu beamed a light-hearted smile, making him appear harmless and cordial.

"Mr. Qin… Your health… How have you been?" Shichu asked incoherently.

The phlegmatic gaze he set on Muchen made it difficult for people to decipher his thought.

Muchen raised his eyebrow at Shichu, "Mr. Lu seems concerned about my wellbeing."

Shichu said with a smile, "Mr. Qin must have forgotten that Ziyue and I are good friends."

Muchen was disquieted, but suppressed his discomposure, "In that case, you're welcome to join us in our KTV lounge."

Muchen's invitation caught Shichu off guard. The former didn't wait for his response and strutted directly to the KTV lounge.

Chuan glanced at Shichu and then left with Muchen.

In the KTV lounge, Jingshu decked out a set of poker cards to play with Ziyue and Xiyi. At the same time. Xia entertained Zixi with nursery rhymes on the karaoke system.

Zixi didn't know how to sing, so he clapped to the song and created a spate of buzzing noises through the microphone. He thought it was amusing and couldn't stop laughing.

Meanwhile, Ziyue was preoccupied with the poker game. She didn't notice the door of the KTV lounge open, and Shichu came in with Muchen.

"Shichu!" Xia's voice was amplified through the microphone.

Only then did Ziyue look up, but Muchen and Shichu were already standing in front of her.

"Shichu?!" Ziyue called out with a twinkle in her eyes, "Why are you here?"

Shichu smiled and said, "I'm here with my colleagues, but I bumped into Mr. Qin in the corridor just now, and he invited me to join you guys in your lounge."

Muchen invited Shichu to join us?!

Ziyue gave Muchen a puzzled look. Muchen used to snub her for meeting Shichu, but this time, he was oddly friendly to invite Shichu to join their party. The plot twist was beyond comprehension!

Ziyue held back her skepticism, "Do you want to play poker together? We are about to be done with this round anyway."

Ziyue glanced at Shichu and then at Muchen.

Muchen responded, "Why not?"

Then, he sat next to Ziyue.

Muchen candidly rested his arm on the sofa behind her and blatantly studied her cards in front of everyone.

Ziyue was in pensive thought. When she was about to hand out a card of her choice, Muchen stopped her intention. She looked at him confused, but Muchen pointed to another card in her hand and said, "Play this one instead."

"This one?" Ziyue doubted his decision.

Muchen pursed his lips in displeasure and uttered lowly, "Don't worry, you won't lose."

Their interaction was natural yet intimate. On the contrary, Jingshu was getting derided. He snapped and dashed all his cards on the table, "Gosh, stop showing off, will you?! Both of you are married with a child. Please spare us who are still single as f*ck from your lovey-dovey actions!"

Ziyue glared at Jingshu and thought, Fine. Jingshu is cranky because Xia still hasn't assented to their relationship after chasing her for almost three years. So, it's normal for him to feel aggrieved.

"Here you go." Ziyue disposed of the card that Muchen suggested and gave Jingshu a forlorn gaze.

Jingshu sniggered heartily, "Muchen if your wife loses to me…"

Before he could finish speaking, Muchen teased him, "Only if you can win."

Jingshu felt attacked. He snorted coldly and pondered his next course of action; he was determined to win the game.

In the end, as expected, Ziyue won. After all, nothing was impossible or difficult for her clever husband. What's more, it was just a game.

"Dam* it! That doesn't count. It's not fair for both of you to target me together! I won't concede. I want to appeal!" Jingshu threw a fit while tossing his last two cards on the table.

Xiyi, on the other side, casually picked up Jingshu's bet and divided it between him and Ziyue. He then mocked Jingshu, "It wouldn't make any difference if it was just Mr. Qin alone anyway."

Jingshu's face turned crimson due to embarrassment. He shuffled the cards without saying a word.

Ziyue looked at Shichu, "Come on, Shichu. I'm done. I'll watch you guys play."

It was atypical of Muchen to bury the hatchet with Shichu and invite him to their party. Yet, Ziyue was delighted to see Muchen let go of his grudge against Shichu.

After all, both of them were important to her.

She grew up with Shichu, and he was like a brother to her. On the other hand, Muchen was her husband with who she wanted to spend her life. Of course, she hoped they would reconcile and stop begrudging each other.

"Sure." Shichu would never say no to Ziyue.

At this time, Chuan left the game to attend to a call. The other four men then led a new round while Ziyue watched as a spectator.

Even Xia, who was singing nursery rhymes to Zixi, came over to catch the game.

Ziyue took over Zixi from Xia and then carefully studied Muchen's cards.

Muchen revealed his cards to Ziyue in a heartbeat. When he looked up, he came across Shichu's gaze. Concomitantly, they cast a fierce and provocative sneer at each other.

Ziyue studied Muchen's cards and couldn't help but murmur, "Hmm. You're in a box."

Muchen arched his eyebrow in dubiety but didn't say a word.

Ziyue was almost certain that Muchen would lose the game with the inferior set of cards. But to her surprise, Muchen was able to upend the plight and win the game.

In the second game, Muchen was fortunate to get a good hand. As expected, he won again.

Subsequently, Muchen won the next ten rounds in succession.

Ziyue sensed a strained mood in the air. She lifted her eyes, looked Shichu, and discovered he looked somewhat disquieted.

Another round ended. Jingshu bawled in contempt, "F*ck. One more round!"

Muchen stretched his arms out, took Zixi, and said lightly, "It's getting late, and it's bedtime for our child."

Marry Me Quick Chapter 486-=Everyone looked at the clock simultaneously. It was only nine o'clock.

Muchen might sound inoffensive, but Jingshu perceived Muchen's expression as bragging.

Muchen just wants to brag. He has a wife and son. So what?

He turned and glanced at Xia and thought to himself.

Well, indeed, he has the right to brag.

Xiyi was a doctor and concurred, "It's best to instill the habit in children to sleep by nine o'clock every night."

"Let's dismiss." Muchen stood on his feet while holding Zixi in his arms.

He cast a gaze at Shichu, and there was a profound meaning in his eyes, "I hope Mr. Lu doesn't mind that I finished first and am walking away with your money."

Ziyue also looked in Shichu's direction. She felt bad for Shichu that Muchen made a clean sweep over him.

Shichu might not care about the money, but Ziyue still felt sorry for his bad luck.

Shichu looked somewhat humiliated. He forced a smile and said, "No big deal. It's just a game."

"True that." Muchen concurred profoundly.

"See you again, Shichu." Actually, Ziyue thought of having a quick chat with Shichu. Too bad it was getting too late, and Zixi had already dozed off in Muchen's arms.

Muchen prompted her, "Jacket."

Ziyue acknowledged his prompt with an "Oh!" before she picked up his suit jacket hanging on the sofa.

The party dismissed, and everyone walked out of the KTV lounge.

Standing by the gates of Lumiere Jade House, Ziyue bid farewell to Xia with Jingshu butting in their conversation. Xiyi also took the opportunity to ask about Muchen's body condition from Ziyue.

At about three meters from them, Muchen and Shichu were standing alongside, waiting for the bunch to be done.

Although Muchen exuded a stand-offish aura, he was undoubtedly good-looking and attractive. And the sight of him cradling a child in his arms looked cute and had passersby ogling at him.

Shortly, Shichu uttered, "Mr. Qin is a lucky man."

"Oh? I think so too." Muchen gave him a glance then at Ziyue, who was talking in the distance.

Shichu pursed his lips, swallowed his grief, and didn't say a word.

Zixi quivered in Muchen's embrace. The latter gently hummed to soothe the child and then said, "Mr. Lu is quite fortunate as well. But it may not be the case in the future. Henceforth, you should watch your step."

The last phrase was a warning to Shichu.

Shichu was thrown off balance, but Muchen had already walked away.

Still standing at the same spot, he watched as Muchen and Ziyue spoke and left in a black Bentley by the roadside.

Before getting into the car, Ziyue unexpectedly turned around and searched for Shichu. The latter quickly hid behind a pillar and stumped at himself for dodging her sight.

Muchen asked as he noticed her surveying scan, "What are you looking for?"

Ziyue shook her head unthinkingly. She was wondering if Shichu was still around but noticed he was nowhere in sight and had probably left.

Once they got home, Ziyue put a pair of pajamas on Zixi for bedtime.

"Let him sleep in the opposite room." Muchen's deep voice sounded from behind her.

Ziyue was stunned, "What? Why would you want Zixi to sleep by himself?"

"I got someone to decorate the opposite room as a nursery yesterday afternoon." He explicitly meant he wanted Zixi to sleep in his own room.

Ziyue was startled. She didn't expect Muchen to come up with nursery without consulting her.

"But he's only a year old…"

Muchen intervened and said, "He's turning two in half a month."

Ziyue retorted, "But he's still a baby…"

She thought it was hasty of him to want their child to sleep in a separate room so soon.

Consequently, Muchen gave in and agreed to wheel the baby cot from across into their bedroom.

Zixi had long been asleep before Ziyue moved him from the bed to the cot. He slept through the whole transition from bed to cot.

Ziyue was overwhelmed with bliss as she quietly watched Zixi sleeping in his cot. He was just so adorable. She can't help but murmur in contentment, "How can my little baby be so cute?"

"Ziyue!" Muchen whimpered.

Ziyue turned around with a finger on her lips. She scrutinized, "Shh, keep your voice down. Zixi is asleep."

"Go and shower." Muchen tossed the pajamas at her.

Ziyue grabbed her pajamas and happily went into the bathroom.

After her shower, Ziyue tossed and turned in bed. She whispered to Muchen, "Should we bring Zixi over here? What if he wakes up in the morning and finds himself sleeping in an unfamiliar bed. Won't he be anxious?"

Muchen didn't say a word but coddled her in his embrace, signaling her to sleep.

Ziyue felt discouraged by his response and reached out to caress his head.

Muchen's hair had fallen out. But during his coma and after taking the antidote for K1LU73, his hair started to grow out again. Now he had to put on a wig to conceal his prickly head of stubble every time he went out.

Muchen removed her hand and asked in his sleepy voice, "Aren't you tired?"

Ziyue got scared by his subtle meaning. Then, she frantically went back to sleep.

…

After a few days, Ziyue brought Muchen to Xiyi's laboratory for a health check-up.

Xiyi saw the test results and commented positively, "Everything looks good; he is recovering well. Remember to take ample rest and don't overexert yourself with work or stress."

Ziyue was delighted to hear the good news. She uttered with heartfelt gratitude, "Thank you, Dr. Mo."

They left the laboratory as soon as Xiyi told them of the precautionary measures.

Ziyue could finally sigh of relief after hearing Muchen's health had significantly improved.

She looked at the wig on Muchen and asked, "Do you feel hot?"

Muchen gave her an antipathy glance, "There's air conditioning in here."

Ziyue pursed her lips in disfavor, but something cropped up in her mind.

"Any idea who incited Yannan to impair you with the K1LU73 virus?"

The culprit hadn't been identified yet.

Muchen looked indifferently at her and said, "Take a guess."

"How am I supposed to guess?" Suddenly, Ziyue looked at him as she remembered the IP address incident the other day, "Don't tell me… you suspect Shichu."

Muchen quizzed her, "Do you think it's him?"

Ziyue wagged her head instantly, "Of course not."

Marry Me Quick Chapter 487-Ziyue waited for Muchen to say something.

But Muchen didn't say a word, although she kept waiting for some time.

Ziyue rushed him again, "Tell me who's the culprit."

Muchen fixed his eyes on the road ahead. And when Ziyue was about to get flustered, only then he said, "I don't know."

"Are you sure?" Ziyue didn't believe him. She knew Muchen was hiding something from her.

Muchen then said to her, "We're home."

Then only Ziyue realized that she was bogged down in their conversation, that she had lost her sense of time and that they had arrived home.

After getting off the car, Ziyue intended to probe him some more, but her intention was disrupted by the needy Zixi, who was craving her attention.

…

Although Xiyi had advised Muchen to prioritize rest over work, the workload accumulated over time had gotten out of hand.

Not only for Muchen but for Ziyue as well.

Ziyue tried to devise a plan with Muchen, "You can work in the morning. In the noon, you can nap with Zixi and play with him in the afternoon."

Muchen raised his eyebrow. He didn't say yes or no, but asked her, "What about you?"

On a whim, Ziyue thought of teasing him. She hid her mischief and said solemnly, "I'm going back to the office to work and be the breadwinner of our family. While you can be a stay-at-home father and manage our home and child. What do you think? Am I not a perfect wife and the most impeccable woman a man could ever have?

After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but burst into a laughing fit first.

But Muchen still looked stolid, as if he couldn't catch Ziyue's humor.

Subsequently, Muchen tenderly pinched her face and said, "Of course."

He didn't sound or look joking at all. Having said that, he also fixed his bewitching eyes on Ziyue, and the latter was enthralled by his charm.

Ziyue blinked, touched her own cheek and said mischievously, "Okay then, I'll go back to the office tomorrow."

Muchen just responded lightly, "Okay."

Because Muchen didn't dispute her intention, Ziyue suddenly remembered her previous plan.

She pondered and then said in all seriousness, "Muchen, I've thought about it before and still think you should acquire Feng Group. I don't want to strain with frequent business trips to Jincheng City."

If Muchen refused to acquire Feng Group, it would be inevitable for her to travel back and forth to Jingcheng City in the future.

She had no desire for the kind of hectic lifestyle that required her to be away from her family all the time. She just wanted to lead a stable lifestyle where she could be with her family.

If Muchen agreed to acquire Feng Group, he could just send someone from the company to manage Feng Group in Jingcheng City. Then, she can stay in Yunzhou City and continue working in Yanyue Group.

Muchen refused her suggestion immediately, "No way."

"Why not?" Ziyue was puzzled. Wouldn't Muchen want an easy way out as well?

Due to his deteriorating health condition, he required her to travel to Jingcheng City to handle Feng Group's affair.

Muchen explained to her patiently, "I can get someone to take over your work in Feng Group if you're feeling overwhelmed or lazy. If not, I can take over your responsibility as well. But it is impossible for me to acquire Feng Group."

The Feng family was the most affluent in the northern region. Feng Group was a family-owned business handed down from their forefathers for many generations. However, the Feng family had very few children and heirs to assume the family empire. After the passing of Feng Shujing and Feng Xingyan, Ziyue became the sole heir of Feng Group.

The acquisition of Feng Group would be a clever move for Muchen. Still, the threat of Gricy hadn't been eradicated yet. Suppose LK Group acquired and merged Feng Group into its corporation. In that case, it might lead to a double-whammy situation that would jeopardize both LK Group and Feng Group.

Even though it was just an inference, he didn't see the need to acquire Feng Group now since it belonged to Ziyue.

In other words, Gricy's ultimate target was LK Group. Gricy could find a loophole to infiltrate LK's headquarters in Country J.

Feng Group was also the largest leading organization in Country Z which directly impacted Country Z's economy. But if Gricy was daring enough to tread on their toes, then Gricy would be hounded by a nation as influential as Country Z.

Gricy was undoubtedly savage, but their influence and territory were only rooted in Europe. So, they were still apprehensive about Country Z.

"If that's the case, why won't you acquire Feng Group?" Ziyue was tenacious in terms of acquiring Feng Group.

Muchen leaned over and pecked her lips. He soothed her troubled heart with his deep voice, "There's no point for an acquisition to take place. But I can get someone to manage Feng Group for you."

Ziyue snorted in displeasure as she caught the disdain in his tone. It was no big deal if he refused to acquire Feng Group. She didn't need him to find someone to manage Feng Group for her. She could handle it just fine.

…

The next few days, life was a bed of roses for Ziyue.

Just like she had suggested, she went to work, and Muchen took care of Zixi and their household matters.

Every night after work, she came home to Muchen and Zixi watering the plants in the yard like other regular father and sons.

Muchen was home every day, so didn't need to wear his suits and ties. Instead, he would wear lounge clothes, and his short hair made him look so much younger than his actual age.

Yet, this tranquil life was too good to be true to Ziyue.

She couldn't help but pine over Yannan's death, Enyang's disappearance, and the culprit that goaded Yannan to infect Muchen…

These question marks hadn't been resolved yet. Their lives might seem unaffected, but the anxiety from the lingering doubts and suspicions were still at large.

But seeing that Muchen was unperturbed, Ziyue didn't want to overthink.

One day, Ziyue came home to see two bodyguards carrying a loaded sack.

Ziyue was fazed, "What is in the sack?"

One of the bodyguards quickly said, "These are perishables that have rotten and are no longer edible. The servants overbought some groceries the other day, and they went bad before they could cook it."

So many rotten perishables?!

Although suspicious Ziyue still assented.

Subsequently, the bodyguards left the villa with the sack.

Ziyue looked back unthinkingly and saw a red stain on the rim of the sack. Is that blood?

They said the sack was loaded with rotten perishables, so there should be poultries and meat in it.

Ziyue didn't think too much about it and went straight into the villa.

"Where's Mr. Qin?" Ziyue asked the servant as soon as she entered the villa.

The servant responded promptly, "Mr. Qin and the young master are in the study room."

Ziyue acknowledged with a nod, then went straight to the study room.

She entered the study room and found Muchen writing something at the desk with Zixi sitting on his desk. He was holding and playing with something in his hand while blabbering away.

The harmonious sight put a smile on her face.

"Zixi, Mommy is home!" Ziyue closed the door and walked over.

As soon as Zixi saw Ziyue, he propped up and fluttered his arms at Ziyue wanting her to hold him.

Ziyue picked him up and kissed him on the cheek, "Were you a good boy today, my baby?"

Zixi flickered his long eyelashes and exclaimed, "Good boy!"

Without a doubt, he looked overjoyed.

Muchen glanced at the mother and son duo, then lowered his eyes again.

"What are you doing?" Ziyue held Zixi in her arms, walked up to Muchen, and realized he was writing an invitation. She asked in confusion, "What's the invitation for? What's the occasion?"

Muchen explained, "It's Zixi's second birthday in a few days."

Ziyue asked, "Are you throwing a party for him?"

Muchen responded with a succinct affirmative.

Ziyue glanced at the invitation cards and found that he didn't just invite his business partners but some other people like Yunan…

Marry Me Quick Chapter 488-Ziyue looked at Muchen's bold handwriting and pondered for a while before putting the invitation cards back on the table. There was a complicated notion in her eyes.

She was unsure but decided to sit beside him anyway. She asked, "Why do we need to invite so many people? Why not just invite a few of our close family members and friends?"

She had also thought about celebrating Zixi's birthday.

They didn't care if they had other children in the future. But they were almost certain that Zixi would be their most beloved child. As for his birthday, she hadn't thought about throwing a posh or grand party.

Although Zixi had grown to become more friendly recently, he was still a baby prone to social anxiety.

It would be enough to invite some close family members and friends over or hold an intimate birthday dinner at Lumiere Jade House. She thought Muchen would share the same sentiment and idea as her, but who knew the low-profile Muchen wanted to throw a grand birthday party for Zixi.

"It would be nice to have a bustling party at home." Muchen said while concentrating on the invitation cards, it was as if he was unaware of Ziyue's resistance.

"But…"

Ziyue wanted to persuade him, but Muchen interrupted her, "I have already made the necessary arrangements and gotten the news out. It's too late to call it off now."

This was no doubt Muchen's style. He was a go-getter. No matter the situation, he would just do it without discussing it with her first.

Ziyue couldn't help but feel disappointed.

She should've known better that he would not comply and conform to other people's expectations.

Zixi was their child. How absurd that he hadn't considered discussing this with her before singlehandedly deciding to throw a grand birthday party for their child?

Muchen buried his head in writing the invitation cards after he finished explaining to her.

Ziyue drew a deep breath, stood up, and said, "Up to you then."

Seeing that Muchen didn't respond, she left the study room with Zixi.

…

For the next two days, Ziyue was in Jingcheng City.

The following weekend after her return from Jingcheng City was Zixi's second birthday.

The news about the birthday party of the heir of LK Group had circulated around. The photos of the venue had leaked out even before Zixi's birthday.

She knew that it was with Muchen's consent that the photos of the venue were leaked out to the public.

Muchen was the one who put Zixi's birthday party together.

Ziyue bought a small cake and celebrated Zixi's birthday in advance.

Because tomorrow Zixi would celebrate his birthday as the heir of LK Group but tonight, he was the beloved child of Ziyue and none other than that.

Ziyue surrounded Zixi with her arms and guided him to sing and clap to the birthday song. After singing, she kissed his delicate cheek, "Happy birthday, baby!"

Every child loved vibrant and exquisite birthday cakes, and Zixi was no exception.

He writhed and struggled to get out of Ziyue's embrace to grab the cake.

Ziyue smiled and coaxed him, "Don't touch it before you blow out the candles."

As she spoke, she pointed at the lit candles on the cake, "Come on, let's blow out the candles with Mommy."

Zixi was a cooperative child. They blew out the candles and turned on the lights in the room again.

Muchen sat down, facing the mother and son with his poker face.

Ziyue ignored Muchen. She held Zixi's hand to cut the cake.

Ziyue fed Zixi a little bit of cake and then no more. She thought he was too young and susceptible to common illnesses. She wanted him to eat more nutritious food, so she rationed his snack consumption.

"Time to sleep. We have to wake up very early tomorrow." Muchen, sitting opposite of them, blurted out an order.

Ziyue was still smiling and talking to Zixi, but when she heard Muchen's words, the smile on her face disappeared. She lifted his head, shot a stolid gaze at him, and answered, "Oh."

Then, she brought Zixi upstairs.

Eventually, she put Zixi to sleep, but Muchen was nowhere in the bedroom.

Ziyue pushed the door open and bumped into Muchen. He was holding his phone in his hand.

Apparently, he was going to enter the room but was interrupted by a call.

Seeing this, Ziyue retracted her hand, turned around, and went to the bed.

She shut her eyes. After an unbeknownst duration, she could feel that the mattress slumped.

She knew it was Muchen coming to bed.

The next second, the man put his arm across her waist. He gradually pulled her toward him and wrapped her in his embrace.

Ziyue didn't move at all. She had been upset with him for the past few days. She knew Muchen was a sensitive man with a keen mind; he must've sensed her frustration.

Perhaps he thought she was just throwing a transient temper tantrum.

But at night, he would initiate intimacy with her as if nothing happened.

Meanwhile, Ziyue felt a little warm, so she attempted to push him away, "Let go. It's hot."

"I'm feeling cold." Muchen refused to let go.

She would evade his advances whenever he tried to move closer to her.

Finally, when she got to the edge of the bed, she propped herself up and sat on the bed, "Are you done playing, Muchen? Are you going to sleep or not?"

Her rebuke lingered in the spacious and peaceful room.

Muchen didn't say a word. The room was hushed.

However, he still moved away to make room for Ziyue.

Ziyue thought Muchen was finally willing to give in to her.

As soon as she lay down on the bed, Muchen threw a fit, "Are you done throwing your tantrums?"

Ziyue didn't expect him to reprimand her, so she asked again, "What did you just say?"

Muchen sounded forlorn, "You've been angry with me for the past few days for organizing a big birthday party for Zixi. You haven't spoken more than ten sentences to me in the last few days."

She went to the office to work in the morning, returned in the evening, and only played with Zixi. Indeed, she barely had time for Muchen, but there was another reason why she had been avoiding him.

And just like what she had thought to herself, Muchen was aware that she was deliberately avoiding him.

However, he thought her disapproval and cold treatment toward him were because he wanted to throw a grand birthday party for Zixi.

If only Muchen was willing to discuss it with her beforehand…

In retrospect, she wouldn't be so angry if Muchen had come clean with her when she learned about his plan to throw a grand birthday party for Zixi. There was no reason for her to throw a fit at him for wanting to hold a grand birthday party for their child. In fact, she would have been grateful for his benevolent intention.

However, Ziyue was upset with him for not discussing it with her before deciding to throw a grand birthday party for Zixi.

Marry Me Quick Chapter 489-=This made Ziyue feel slighted, and she could not help thinking about what Jingshu had told her earlier.

After returning from treatment, Muchen's appearance returned to normal, and he slowly regained his health. However, his character became more peculiar.

Since Ziyue first met him, she knew he was a thoughtful and considerate man.

It was unusual for him to act on his own without even discussing it with her.

Based on what she had experienced, it was only bad news that he wouldn't discuss it with her and make his own decisions. On other matters, even though he was slightly dominant, he would still respect her and think about her feelings.

However, this time around, even though he clearly knew that she was mad at something, he didn't understand the reason at all.

She sighed before saying gloomily, "Muchen, I'm not mad at you for throwing a birthday party for Zixi."

"Then what are you angry about?"

In a rather exasperated tone, she explained, "Can you discuss things with me first before making such a decision?"

"Would you have agreed to do that if I discussed it with you?"

She froze momentarily after hearing his question. "If you insist, of course, I would agree."

He went quiet for a while before saying, "Well then, there's no difference."

"You…" She was at a loss for words.

She could not see his expression in the dark, but she knew that he was waiting for her to reply.

She lay down and pulled the blanket over her head. "Let's go to bed," she mumbled and ignored him after that, worried that they might get into a fight if they continued the conversation.

Regardless of her opinion about throwing Zixi a birthday party, it would be held for sure.

Muchen only sent handwritten invites to a few people, but many wanted to suck up to LK Group. It was going to be a busy day tomorrow, so she didn't want to start a fight now.

…

The following day, Ziyue woke up early and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast before going to Zixi's room to help him change.

As it was not an average day for them, he had to wear a tailor-made suit that was sent to them a few days before. He had already tried it out with Ziyue, and it fitted him perfectly.

"My baby is the most handsome of all!" she exclaimed in satisfaction as she appraised him after he put it on.

Even though she was annoyed at Muchen the night before, his genes were really dominant — Zixi looked exactly like him. I'm sure he will be very good-looking when he grows up.

She felt a sense of wonder with that thought in mind.

"It's just average."

Muchen's voice suddenly rang.

She lifted her head and saw him standing behind Zixi.

He had already changed into a suit, but he wasn't wearing a wig — probably because it was too troublesome. It had been almost a month, so his hair had grown out a little. Though it was still quite short, because of his good looks, the length of his hair made no difference.

Seeing that Ziyue was still looking at him, he walked over and cocked his head at Zixi. Arching his eyebrows, he commented, "The suit is also average."

"Well, the same goes for you! Your suit is also very average. But to me, my baby boy is the best!" Ziyue huffed before going downstairs with Zixi in her arms.

What is he doing? Did he have to be so harsh with Zixi? Well, to me, my boy is the most good-looking! I'm going to piss him off no matter what!

Muchen frowned and followed behind them.

…

After breakfast, the three of them went to Lumiere Jade house.

As soon as their car stopped at the entrance, Ziyue saw groups of security guards and reporters.

Even though she had not gotten involved, she knew this would happen.

One of the guards came to open the door for them.

Muchen was the first to get out of the car. Then, he helped Zixi out before reaching his hand toward Ziyue chivalrously.

Though she was not used to it, she still held his hand and let him pull her out of the car, because she was already feeling flashing lights on her.

Since the reporters dared to take pictures, it meant that Muchen had already agreed for them to be here to write about the event that day.

Ziyue and Zixi flanked Muchen, each holding one of his hand.

The entire family was quite good-looking. Even though Zixi was still young, he walked steadily. When he saw people taking pictures of them, he looked curiously in their direction.

As the reporters maniacally snapped away, Ziyue heard some of them whispering, "Gosh, the little boy is so cute!"

As they walked closer, the reporters pointed their microphones at them and asked, "Mr. and Mrs. Qin…"

"Mr. Qin, there was no news about your son. Where did he come from?"

"Hi, I'm from … News. Mrs. Qin, did you have him abroad?"

Perhaps it was because of Muchen's silent approval that the reporters were enthusiastic in firing one question after another. Even though they were more daring this time, their questions were still quite polite.

Some bodyguards walked forward to block the reporters from Ziyue. Ever since the press conference, she didn't like such events.

She quickened her pace, wanting to get into the building as soon as possible.

However, Muchen stopped walking and turned to the reporters. Then, he raised his hand to quieten them, and miraculously it worked.

His melodious voice rang. "Yes, my wife delivered the baby abroad, and because my son is quite weak, we didn't want to be interrupted by the public. That's why we didn't announce the news."

After answering their questions in a few simple words, he shot the guards a look and brought Ziyue in.

At that moment, a reporter asked loudly, "Mr. Qin, will your grandfather, Yuchuan, be coming today?"

Ziyue froze upon hearing that. She was so used to living abroad that she forgot about Yuchuan.

She turned around to look at Muchen, who stopped and turned to look at the source of the voice solemnly. "Of course. He's my son's great-grandfather, after all."

Marry Me Quick Chapter 490-Ziyue's expression changed slightly upon hearing that.

Muchen invited Yuchuan?

Her discomfort only lasted briefly. After all, Yuchuan is the only living relative Muchen has. Provided that they didn't count Zeyang because they're only half-siblings.

With that thought in mind, it seemed reasonable to him to invite Yuchuan to the party.

Nevertheless, she was still quite defensive toward Yuchuan.

After all, he was partly the reason for what happened in the past.

We've been through a lot. Apart from being separated from Muchen for two years and suffering a lot because of the misunderstandings. The rest… doesn't seem to be a big deal.

She walked into the main hall worriedly. As soon as they arrived, Muchen said, "I'll have a look here first. I'll leave you to bring Zixi to the private room."

"Sure," she replied and did so. She didn't like such events anyway.

…

As soon as she sat down with Zixi in the private room, Xia and Jingshu arrived.

"Ziyue!"

Upon hearing Xia's voice, Ziyue looked toward the door.

Xia was wearing an evening gown. She did her hair and had on exquisite makeup, making her look more elegant than usual.

Ziyue was happy to see her friends. With a huge smile, she said, "You guys are here!"

Jingshu returned her greetings, then he went to play with Zixi.

He walked over to the little boy, who was struggling to insert a straw into a milk carton.

He crouched before him and cooed, "If you let me drink some of it, I'll put it in for you."

Zixi remembered Jingshu and understood the words, so he immediately gave Jingshu the milk carton. "Drink."

After putting the straw into the milk, Jingshu passed it back to Zixi, who took a huge gulp. Then, he noticed that Jingshu was still looking at him, so he gave the milk back to him.

Jingshu also took a huge sip, forgoing all manners.

Xia couldn't help pouting when she saw this. "Look at him — he's a grownup, yet he still wants to fight kids over milk."

Ziyue turned around and smiled at her. "He's just teasing him. Why are you so upset?"

Xia merely snorted and sat down next to Ziyue.

She suddenly remembered something and said, "Why didn't you guys announce earlier that you are throwing such a big party for Zixi? I didn't prepare anything at all — even this evening gown was bought at the last minute. I didn't have time to look at other stores, and I don't even know if I got a good deal."

What should I say? That I only knew about the news a few days ago as well? Ziyue thought.

She couldn't bring herself to say that.

"We're too busy. I just came back from a business trip to Jingcheng City. The preparations were all done by Muchen alone," she explained apologetically.

Jingshu scooted over and shook his head. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. I don't think Muchen was right this time around. You guys are married, but you haven't even had your ceremony. Yet, he planned a huge birthday party for his son first."

Upon hearing that, Ziyue froze.

That's right. I almost forgot that we hadn't even had our ceremony yet.

Seeing that Ziyue didn't look good, Xia quickly hit Jingshu. "Can you just shut up?"

"What's wrong with what I said? Things shouldn't be this way. If it were me — Ouch! Good luck finding a husband with such violent behavior!"

"I'll just be on my own then. There's no problem with that! I don't need your concern— "

They started squabbling with each other.

Zixi looked at them curiously before chuckling out loud.

Ziyue knew that they were both fooling around with each other, so she didn't plan to be the peacemaker.

After all, she was lost in her own thoughts. If Jingshu didn't bring up the subject, she wouldn't even think about it.

At this moment, her phone rang.

Zixi heard it and turned his head to point at her bag. "Phone…" he mumbled.

Ziyue caressed his head. "That's right. Someone is calling Mommy. You are so smart, Zixi; you even know this."

She took out the phone from her bag and realized it was from Shichu. A smile slowly spread on her face.

She sent him the invitation two days ago.

Hugging Zixi in her arms, she picked up the call. "Shichu, are you here?"

"I'm at the hall, but I only see Muchen. I can't see you anywhere." It was a bit raucous on his end.

Ziyue stood up and Zixi to Xia before walking outside. "I'm resting in the private room. Give me a minute — I'll go over now."

Shichu agreed and hung up the phone.

Even though there were many people in the hall, Shichu stood out in his black suit. Hence, she quickly spotted him.

"Shichu." She approached him from behind.

Instead of greeting her, he was slightly stunned when he turned around, losing his usual composure. After a while, he said, "Hey."

"Zixi is still in the room. Would you like to see him? He looks dashing in a suit." To her, Shichu was like her family.

He nodded. "Sure, but we have to wait for another person."

"Who is it?" she looked at him, puzzled.

At that very moment, a familiar figure appeared in her gaze. It was Enxue.

Because of her focal point, Enxue only saw Shichu when she walked to them. "Dr. Lu," she said with a smile.

When she got closer, she noticed Ziyue's presence.

She froze before saying, "Mrs. Qin."

"Ms. Lin." Ziyue glanced at both of them.

They…

Shichu quickly explained, as though he could read her mind, "Ms. Lin has been staying in the hospital for too long, so she wanted to hang out somewhere else. Since she has gotten better, I brought her out. Plus, you guys know each other."

Ziyue nodded. "I see."

However, she noticed the crestfallen expression on Enxue's face upon hearing Shichu's explanation.

It seemed like she had feelings for him, but he didn't return the sentiments.