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Marry Me Quick Chapter 641-Follow Him

Ke glanced at her. "What are you doing? Like, actually?"

"I wasn't merely making conversation. I was being honest." Ziyue leaned against the backrest. She fluttered her eyelashes at Ke, making her look innocent and sincere.

Ke rolled her eyes at her, inciting a laugh from Ziyue. Ke thought talking reason with Ziyue over this topic was meaningless, so she said nothing. She drove to a secluded area and parked. Not long after, the man that confessed to Hanyan appeared in the parking lot.

Ziyue's eyes came into focus, and she said, "Follow him."

"Are you sure Carlos is going to look for Hanyan?" Ke turned to focus on Ziyue.

Carlos was the man's name.

"I'm sure he will. The moment he arrived at the luncheon, he called for a drink; it shows he usually enjoys libation. Considering his age and success, it's evident he had worked hard. From another point of view, it also means that he receives more pressure than those his age as he is more affluent than his peers. People who are stressed tend to be easily triggered. And he had drunk quite a bit. He will definitely look for Hanyan after that episode," Ziyue deduced as she watched through slit eyes.

"Really?" Ke was dumbstruck by her analysis. She had spent much time with Ziyue since she came but had never seen this side of her. The confidence and determination radiating off her deep-set eyes were no different from Muchen's. It was unlike the Ziyue she knew, who was no different from the average woman despite her dissimilar appearance and outstanding figure.

"Stop gawking! Let's go!" Ziyue cried when she saw Carlos leaving.

"Yes, ma'am!" Ke nodded and started the car, following Carlos.

Carlos hadn't brought a driver, so he was drunk driving. Fortunately, he wasn't too drunk because his driving was still steady.

Ziyue and Ke followed behind him for quite a distance before he stopped at a five-star hotel in the city. He remained in his car for a moment before exiting. He looked around habitually, and Ziyue noted darkness in his expression.

"Is Hanyan staying in this hotel?" Ke asked.

"I'm not sure," Ziyue shook her head in reply.

Ke looked at her suspiciously.

Noting this, Ziyue explained, "I'm not sure, but she will come. She has an event here today, but it's scheduled for tonight. So, I can't be sure if she's here already."

Ke nodded. "Did you research all this? You could've told me to do them. Why did you research it yourself?"

"It's not a big matter," Ziyue said as she got out of the car. "Let's go in first."

Ziyue wasn't as busy as Muchen, and it wasn't hard to find out Hanyan's schedule. She didn't have to bother Ke over such a small matter. Also, she wanted to do it herself.

The two found a booth in the hotel's café and sat for a whole afternoon.

At around six in the evening, Hanyan entered with her entourage.

Ziyue prepared to go over, but her phone rang at this time.

It was from Muchen.

"Where are you?" His cold voice rang from the other end.

Ziyue pursed her lips and replied, "I'm shopping with Ke."

He told me to go shopping with her.

Before Ziyue could put on a show to convince him, Muchen spoke calmly, "I'm hungry."

The short phrase was like a punch to her gut.

Muchen continued, "I didn't eat lunch."

He sounded detached but precise, yet Ziyue could hear a trace of sadness. It moved Ziyue's heart. She

couldn't say anything in reply.

"Is something wrong?" Ke worriedly asked when she noticed Ziyue hadn't said anything in a while.

Ziyue pressed her lips together. I can't tell Ke what Muchen said…

She said something to Muchen and turned to Ke, "Muchen has something important to discuss with me. Let's head back."

"Okay. We should hurry back then." Ke became anxious when she heard it was something important.

…

Muchen was home when Ziyue arrived at Mogwin Castle but was submerged in work in his study.

Ziyue walked up to his desk and placed a hand on the document he was perusing.

Muchen lifted his head. "Are you finally home?"

Ziyue was taken aback. He told me to go out, and now he's blaming me for not coming home sooner?

"Don't you know women don't get tired when shopping and don't want to go home?"

Ziyue leaned toward him and raised an eyebrow in challenge.

Muchen watched her when she explained herself. Once she was done, he reached for her face and grabbed it before landing a kiss on her.

His action stunned Ziyue. What trick is he pulling?

Both were slightly out of breath when they separated, and Ziyue's face was red.

"I wasn't blaming you for coming home later; I'm just starving," Muchen said seriously. He sounded like all the servants in the castle were decorations.

Ziyue didn't bother to rebut. I doubt he realizes how shameless he is.

"You could just say you miss me instead of using such an unreasonable excuse…" Ziyue mumbled.

Sometimes, Muchen is so immature. It's only been a day; he can't have missed me that much.

Ziyue might have thought so but still made her way to the kitchen.

She could only wait to read about Hanyan in the news tomorrow. It wasn't her time to shine yet. It wasn't hard for a man of Carlos' caliber to take down a woman. Ziyue believed Carlos would succeed. She only needed to wait for the news to fester, and Hanyan wouldn't be able to make a comeback in the entertainment industry.

Once Hanyan's reputation hit rock bottom, Gricy would doubt her abilities. There would be nowhere for her to turn then.

A slimy feeling slid down her spine as she thought about her plan. Suddenly, she felt it was evil of her to devise something like this. But she couldn't not because she hated Hanyan.

"The veggies will disintegrate if you continue to wash them like that." Muchen's voice sounded from behind her.

Ziyue snapped her head around and saw Muchen with his arms crossed behind her. She hadn't realized he had come down. She looked down at the vegetables she was washing and saw that they were shredded

Marry Me Quick Chapter 642-Saving Face

After scooping up the vegetables, Ziyue turned to look at Muchen, "What are you doing here?"

She then realized that Muchen was looking at her with a half-smile.

He stood there with his arms folded, looking at her nonchalantly. Ziyue touched her face and looked at him inexplicably, "What's wrong?"

"Ke called you just now," Muchen spoke at last.

"What did she say?" Ziyue asked but was surprised. Why did Ke call me?

Could it be about Hanyan?

Muchen chuckled, whetted her appetite, and uttered, "You guess."

Although Muchen was not very amiable and had probably committed vile acts, Ziyue thought it unnecessary to tell Muchen about it as it wasn't a glamorous incident to discuss.

But it seemed like Muchen… must have heard something from Ke…

"Stop asking. This is women's business." Ziyue said, then reached out her hand to him and said, "Give me the phone. I'll call her."

To her surprise, Muchen shrugged and said, "Your phone isn't with me."

"You…"

Ziyue choked on her words, realizing that Muchen had framed her.

"What a jrk!" Ziyue glared at him and turned around to continue cooking, not wanting to talk to him anymore. Is he for real?! He could've asked me if he wanted to know what Ke and I did today. There's no need to deceive me like this. What a jrk!

Despite being antagonized by Muchen, Ziyue still wouldn't tell him!

Muchen gazed at her angry back profile, walked up, and clung to her back.

Muchen was much taller than Ziyue. He lowered his gaze and saw her chopping vegetables. His tall stature almost completely shrouded her.

Feeling the man's warmth pressing against her back, Ziyue sighed, "What else do you want from me?"

"You just have to tell me if you want revenge on Hanyan. I'll do you the service." Muchen said and surrounded her waist.

He locked Ziyue in his arms. Muchen's tenderness soothed her weary heart.

She didn't push Muchen away but continued talking about what was on her mind, "How did you find out?"

"Of course, I had to know where you went and if you were safe," Muchen said in his deep voice, and his warm breath tickled her ear as he kissed her.

Feeling uncomfortable, Ziyue writhed and levered a displeased gaze at him, "Stop messing around. I'm cooking. You're even more clingy than Zixi!"

"Do you miss him?"

"What?" Ziyue was momentarily confused by Muchen's sudden change of subject. And then she realized he was talking about Zixi.

"Of course, I miss him."

"Then let's find some time to go back and visit him." Muchen's suggested casually.

"Can we?" Ziyue was delighted but soon realized they were stuck in an impasse due to circumstances.

"Trust me. We will get to visit him when things settle down," Muchen reassured her.

Ziyue's hands paused for a moment, then nodded. "Okay."

"Hey, don't get involved in Hanyan's affairs. I can handle it myself. Go ahead and do what you need to do." She didn't expect Muchen to offer his help since he was so busy.

Ziyue used to loathe Muchen's domineering and envious traits. But she didn't feel that way anymore and wasn't sure why.

And Ziyue was surprised by Muchen's prompt correspondence, "I know."

She eyed him rather suspiciously.

Muchen raised his eyebrow and said, "I'm a man of my word."

With his assurance, Ziyue nodded in agreement. She didn't want Muchen distracted by her petty matters, especially since he was so busy lately.

As a matter of course, men shouldn't intervene in women's affairs but let them resolve what must be done.

…

The next morning, Ziyue was still asleep when Ke called, so Muchen answered. Muchen looked at the time, and it was time for Ziyue to wake up. He leaned over and whispered, "It's Ke on the phone."

"Don't bluff me…" Ziyue was half asleep and still resented Muchen's prank from yesterday. Muchen didn't say much but turned the loudspeaker on and handed it to her.

"Mrs. Qin!" Ke sounded excited.

Ziyue's half-opened eyes widened instantly. She quickly propped herself up with Muchen's help.

She took the phone and smoothed her unkempt hair before saying, "Good morning, Ke."

"Mrs. Qin, there's news on Gu Hanyan. Quickly read it. I'll send you the link…"

As Ke spoke, there was a rustling sound on the other end of the phone. Ziyue wasn't sure what Ke was up to.

After a moment, Ke's voice sounded again, "I've sent you the link and those high-definition photos…"

"High-definition photos?" Why did Ke send some high-definition photos? What does it have to do with Hanyan?

"You'll know when you see it. Luckily, I was quick enough to save them before they were deleted. Take a look. First, I'm off to leave comments on it. I'll talk to you again…"

Ke hung up before Ziyue could ask any more questions.

Comments on it? What comments?

After all, women were born scandalmongers, regardless of their social status and intellect.

Before clicking those photos, Ziyue had a vague idea of what Ke meant by high-definition photos. She was blown away when she saw them.

Carlos had harbored a grudge against Hanyan. Ziyue thought Carlos would blackmail her at most.

But she didn't expect Carlos to be so ruthless, exposing their intimate photos, and… with a party of several…

After looking at the first two photos, Ziyue handed her phone to Muchen.

"Do you know Carlos? His family business is associated with LK. I didn't know he would hate Hanyan so much…" Ziyue's hatred for Hanyan was no less than Carlos'.

Muchen's face turned grim as he glanced at the photos before deleting them.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Although the photos were obscene, Ke said they had been deleted online.

Muchen snorted disdainfully, "Since when did you take an interest in other's bodies?"

"No… no…" Ziyue cowered as she noticed Muchen's gloomy face.

Muchen negated her presumption, "It can't be Carlos. He doesn't seem like someone who would do that. It could be one of his hook-ups who held a grudge against him and leaked these photos. Carlos is quite famous in the industry and cares about his reputation. Although his reputation is tainted, the nature of this incident is beyond heinous."

Ziyue concurred, "What a timely and fortuitous development."

She planned to gradually undermine Hanyan's reputation, but unexpectedly, such scandalous news broke out suddenly

Marry Me Quick Chapter 643-Keen to Rise to the Top

Country J had always been liberal towards sexual relationships. This time, as Muchen had said, Hanyan and Carlos had committed a heinous and distasteful act, and the people there had condemned them.

Meanwhile, there was a minority who had openly expressed a carnal interest in Hanyan.

Ziyue thought Gricy would pressure Hanyan to retire from the entertainment industry and the public eye after this incident. But to her dismay, not only did Hanyan not quit, but she leveraged the scandal to increase her exposure. She was no different from those washed-up celebrities who wanted to get ahead faster.

"Ms. Hanyan, regarding this incident, do you have anything you'd like to clarify?"

"No, I don't. There's nothing wrong with having sx. I didn't break any laws or hurt anyone. What's there to clarify?" Hanyan smiled and tousled her hair. Her blatant attitude left the reporters speechless. A reporter wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead and asked, "But have you considered the feelings of your fans looking forward to your return?" "I believe my fans who love me would embrace everything I do. Besides, I don't think I've done anything unforgivable…" Hanyan said, looking away from the reporter and smiling at the camera. "Personally, I think there's no need to concern ourselves with other people's opinions. In all things, we should follow our hearts and be true to ourselves." Meanwhile, Ziyue was scrutinizing the unabashed Hanyan through her computer screen. Suddenly, cursing sounded behind her. "F her 'be true to ourselves' nonsense! She acts like a b** and dares to act righteous!"

Ziyue turned around and saw Ke, who she didn't know had come in.

"Why are you here?" Their jobs at the company didn't overlap much, so Ke usually didn't come to find her during work hours.

Ke pouted and took a deep breath before speaking, "Mr. Qin asked me to accompany you for lunch before he left the office. I came to ask you what you wanted to have."

Ziyue suddenly remembered.

Not long after arriving at the office in the morning, Muchen said he had to go out with Chuan for a matter. She was busy organizing things then and stumbled upon news about Hanyan on the Internet. So, she didn't notice what Muchen was saying. It turned out he was telling her to have lunch with Ke.

Thinking of this, she looked at the time and frowned, "But it's still early."

Ke smiled and said, "That's why I came and asked you first, so I can make arrangements."

"No worries. It's just lunch, and I'm not picky like Muchen. I can eat at the cafeteria downstairs." She didn't have any food preferences.

Ziyue felt resigned at the fact that Muchen still treated her like a child. He even roped in Ke to have lunch with her because he was away…

Ke immediately shook her head, "No way. I'll make a reservation at one of the nearby restaurants. Let's go together after work."

Muchen had specifically instructed Ke to take Ziyue out for lunch before he went out.

Ke looked at her woefully. Ziyue didn't say much and just nodded.

After finalizing their lunch date, Ke told her about Hanyan.

"I always thought Hanyan was mean and sluty. At least she still cared and toned down her brazen act last time, but now she's completely unbridled and unscrupulous." Ziyue didn't say anything, her gaze fixed on Hanyan's smiling face on the computer screen. Who would have thought? How did Hanyan land herself in such a mess? Perhaps Hanyan herself was clueless that she would become a notorious figure. But who was to be blamed? After Ke left, Ziyue read through the online comments, most of which were criticizing Hanyan and calling her a slt.

It had become a trending topic with continuously soaring numbers of comments.

Ziyue used to run Yanyue Media and was well-versed in the entertainment industry.

If Hanyan didn't mind her reputation and only craved popularity, she had certainly succeeded. But her objective was tainted with dishonor.

Women who were models and actresses but were, in fact, working as escorts and those washed-up actresses would do anything to achieve fame. Still, they could never pull a fast one on the seasoned professionals in the industry.

Hanyan seemed adamant and had staked everything to achieve her goal, or she could've been pressured to do that.

As the saying forewarned, the worm turns, let alone someone like Hanyan who had turned her back on kindness.

Ziyue closed the video and fell into deep thought.

At noon, Ziyue and Ke went to lunch at a restaurant. Ke had booked the best restaurant near the office. They bumped into many acquaintances there.

Ke had reserved a table by the window. She handed Ziyue the menu upon seating, "Mrs. Qin, please order."

Ziyue took the menu. Looking up, she saw Hanyan and her group walking in from the door.

She was snuggling in the arms of a man, with her assistant and agent following behind them.

Despite being the latest hot topic, Hanyan had the audacity to appear in public. Clearly, she was hoping to attract more attention from the media.

Plus…

Ziyue carefully examined the man next to Hanyan. Although they were far away, Ziyue was sure the man wasn't Carlos.

Was this her gambit to affirm her title as a sl*t?

Ziyue furrowed and was about to avert her gaze, but Hanyan was already looking in their direction.

A hint of abashment flashed across Hanyan's face when their eyes met. It was then replaced by a cold expression. Her eyes were burning with hatred as she glared at Ziyue.

Ziyue ignored her gaze and casually lowered her head to read the menu.

By logic, Hanyan should not have found out about her baiting Carlos. Well, at least not yet. Carlos didn't know who Ziyue was, so Hanyan must have been very troubled in the past few days and wouldn't have the capacity to figure it out yet.

Why is the hatred in Hanyan's eyes even more profound than before? Is she blaming me for something again? This is getting interesting.

Even though Hanyan didn't know she had a hand in this, she still attributed her misfortunes to Ziyue's fault. It looked like their entanglement was far from over.

Well, so be it. Ziyue had no intention of letting Hanyan off so easily.

As she flipped through the menu, she unconsciously tightened her grip. There was no need to back down from someone like Hanyan, and she didn't expect her to repen

Marry Me Quick Chapter 644-Aren’t You Going to Reward Me?

"What are you looking at, Mrs. Qin?"

Ke sat across from Ziyue, seeing her constantly looking in that direction, and followed her gaze, but Ke didn't see anything extraordinary.

Ke missed the sight of Hanyan and her group as they had just walked past.

Ziyue withdrew her gaze and smiled, "Nothing special."

Just then, her phone rang.

It was Muchen.

"Have you eaten?" Muchen asked. There was no noise in the background. Ziyue deduced he was probably in a deserted place.

"Ke and I are in the restaurant and about to order food." Ziyue paused and asked him, "What about you?"

"Not yet." He replied, adding, "I still have some work to finish before I can eat."

"When will you come back to the office?"

Muchen said briefly, "I'll pick you up after work."

For some reason, Ziyue felt that Muchen sounded a little unusual as if bearing a profound loss and suppressed emotions.

Ziyue frowned. "Eat first," Muchen said before she could ask what was wrong and hung up.

Ziyue was caught off guard. Earlier, she detected forlorn in Muchen's voice. She was certain that something was amiss with Muchen after he abruptly hung up.

"What did the boss say?" Ke, who had been listening to her conversation, naturally knew that Muchen had called. Seeing Ziyue's strange expression, she pried.

"They haven't finished their work yet." With a heavy heart, Ziyue said. She texted Muchen to remind him to have lunch.

He shouldn't starve himself as he had gastric problems.

Muchen had been working like a Trojan lately.

As agreed, Muchen came to pick up Ziyue after work in the evening. As soon as Ziyue got in the car, she asked, "What time did you have lunch today?"

Muchen was startled. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Twelve-thirty."

Ziyue looked at him and thought he could be lying.

He was not a compliant person by nature.

Before she could say anything, Muchen added, "I want to have fish and chips for dinner tonight."

"Sure, I'll make extra dishes to replenish your body. You've been so busy lately," Ziyue said.

She had gotten used to cooking for Muchen. They couldn't have lunch together, but she would make dinner for him after work.

Ziyue was delighted at Muchen's dinner request. Then, they went to the market together.

It was an impromptu suggestion by Muchen.

They hadn't gone shopping for groceries together since they arrived in Country J. Ziyue wondered why Muchen suddenly had so much free time.

While preparing dinner at home, Ziyue asked, "Why do you have so much free time today? Did you manage to finish all the work you needed to do?"

Muchen was cutting vegetables. Though Ziyue offered to make dinner but in actuality, Muchen was the chef for tonight. Hearing Ziyue's words, he turned and looked at her, "Next week is the presidential election rally, and I'll soon be done with my work. Then, I'll have a few days off to be with you."

Ziyue lit up, "Really?"

"Have I ever lied to you?" Muchen looked tender when he smiled.

For a moment, Ziyue was smitten by his charming smile. She quickly averted her gaze and stirred the soup.

"You should just chill and rest at home since you are allowed a short break." She knew how busy he had been and didn't want him to feel obligated to spend his time off with her.

She only wished for him to be safe and healthy. Muchen turned to her, and a tender emotion sparkled in his eyes. He saw through her thoughts and said softly, "I'm not tired." Then, his tone suddenly turned somewhat melancholy, "I'll be fine as long as you're by my side."

Ziyue turned and looked at him, "What did you say?"

Muchen spoke too softly, and she could barely hear what he said.

"Okay, out you go. Dinner will be ready soon," he digressed while gently pushing her out of the kitchen.

Muchen didn't go to the office the next day since he was on a break.

As the wife and assistant of LK's president, Ziyue naturally didn't need to go to the office either.

Early in the morning, Muchen found a travel magazine and gave it to Ziyue, "Take a look and see where you want to go. We can go together."

Ziyue glanced at the travel magazine, then at him before declining his suggestion, "Forget about it. Going on a vacation with tedious planning and long-haul flight is troublesome. You should rest at home since you only have a few break days."

Muchen obliged and didn't persuade her further. He sat beside her, picked up the magazine with one hand, and pulled her into his arms with the other, "Let's read it together."

Ziyue couldn't resist him and read it with him.

She was going through the motion since she had no desire to go on a vacation.

But Muchen perused it as if reading a business proposal, "Historical sites or natural scenery are good too."

Ziyue nestled in his arms, feeling the vibration against his chest as he spoke.

She tilted her head and leaned against his shoulder, immersing in the uninterrupted moment with Muchen.

Ziyue loved intimate moments like these.

"I mean it. We don't need to go on a vacation. Staying at home like this is good enough for me." Ziyue asserted herself again.

Muchen hummed agreeably.

But in the end, he still took Ziyue on a five-day-four-night island retreat. The island had breathtaking scenery and excellent weather.

On the morning of their departure, Muchen said he needed to head out and brought her along.

Ziyue didn't think much of it and followed him.

Eventually, they ended up at the airport.

After boarding the flight, the perplexed Ziyue asked, "Are you sure we're going like this? We didn't bring anything."

Muchen beamed an unanticipated mischievous grin, "It's all set."

He raised his brow and pulled her closer, disappointed by Ziyue's lack of reaction.

"Aren't you going to reward me for this surprised retreat? This time, it won't be easy for anyone to find us. By the time they realize our disappearance, we will have arrived and enjoyed ourselves on the island. And it'll take at least three days to discover us. By then, we will have had tons of fun and be ready to go home

Marry Me Quick Chapter 645-The Inconvenience

Ziyue was amused, looking at his mischievous expression, "Why are you making it so secretive? It's not like we're onto any dirty plan but a short island getaway."

Muchen said earnestly all of a sudden, "I don't want anyone to interrupt us."

She was taken aback and moved by his somber reaction, "Mm."

Muchen was infatuated by her coy concord and gave her a peck on the lips, but a peck was not enough. He pulled her into his arms.

Ziyue was reluctant, "Um… there are people around…"

They were in business class. Although the other passengers couldn't see what they were doing from their seats, it was still a public place.

Muchen ignored Ziyue's unwillingness and pulled her to him, shrouding her petite body with his steady build.

Ziyue was relieved that Muchen was sensible enough to know when to stop and not create a scene.

Before letting go of her, he naughtily bit her lip to express his displeasure.

Muchen quietly panted, "Inconvenient."

Ziyue slapped his arm as she felt embarrassed by his teasing. But Muchen seized her hand and kissed her lips, saying, "Next time, we'll have to take a private jet. Just the two of us. We can do whatever we want."

Ziyue widened her eyes in disbelief and warned, "Let go!"

Before this, she thought he needed a break after overworking himself. But after seeing his sleazy behavior, she was annoyed at herself for being naïve to worry for him.

He continued asking, as if he didn't hear her objection, "I'm serious. What do you think?"

"I think your mind is filthy thinking about all the nonsense!" Ziyue replied with a hum, then looked away.

Muchen looked at her delicate profile and smoothed out her cascading hair.

Ziyue's hair used to be wavy. But this year, she didn't have time to treat her hair at the hair salon and only managed to trim it to look neat.

Her hair was still long but gradually returned to its natural straightness. She looked even more demure with her naturally straight long hair.

Muchen couldn't quite remember what Ziyue was like when they argued in the past.

But no matter her behavior and looks, she was still his favorite.

As he continued staring at her, he couldn't help but reminisce about their tender moments in the past.

After a five-hour flight, they arrived at their destination. Muchen had booked a hotel in advance, although he didn't bring anything.

It wasn't exactly a hotel, though.

This island wasn't a popular tourist spot, nor was it well-developed.

The population was scarce, and there weren't many tourists. Although there were a few hotels on the island, they were subpar.

Fishing was the primary source of income for most of the locals.

The island was a paradise with abundant tropical fruit crop production, marine products, and pleasant weather.

The accommodation Muchen had booked blew Ziyue's mind.

It was a simple double-story cabin on the beach, but the well-manicured plants in the courtyard made the environment feel conducive and relaxing.

"I looked up the other hotels, but they had no unique features and subpar ambiance. I came across this cabin by chance and thought you would like it, so I contacted them." Muchen stood beside her and explained, "I didn't expect the owner to agree to rent it to us. Do you like it?"

Ziyue hummed and nodded. She loved it.

"Mr. Qin!" The owners of the cabin, a very amiable elderly couple, suddenly appeared. Ziyue was surprised when she saw they were of familiar ethnicity and spoke a mutual language.

"Are you also from Country Z?" Ziyue was delighted to meet her fellow countrymen abroad. She felt like she was home.

"Yes, we were from Country Z. When Mr. Qin contacted us, we agreed because he was sincere, and you are also from Country Z. You are a beautiful couple. Is this your wife?" The grey-haired old lady asked. Her eyes were bright, and she looked very spirited.

Muchen replied, "Yes, this is my wife."

"Just call me Ziyue, Grandma." The old lady looked friendly, and Ziyue liked her.

The old lady squinted at Ziyue and complimented, "Good, good! Very good!"

Then, she took her hand and led her inside, "Come on in. You must be tired and hungry after a long flight. I've prepared some food for you. After you eat, take a shower and rest. Then, we'll go fishing at sea…"

The old lady was in top form, judging by her radiance and agile movement.

Ziyue felt light-hearted and reckoned she must have been an exuberant person in her younger days.

After walking some distance, the old lady patted her head and turned to Muchen, who was following them, "Hey, boy. Follow my husband to get the clothes and toiletries we've prepared for you."

Ziyue couldn't help but burst out laughing. Boy?

She had never heard anyone call Muchen boy before. She turned to look at him and saw that he froze and looked somewhat bewildered.

Ziyue also followed suit but in a teasing tone, "Boy, quickly go get the things."

Muchen narrowed his eyes and mouthed at Ziyue to call him hubby. Ziyue raised her chin, snorted at him, and left with the old lady.

Though the old lady was spirited, all her senses were deteriorating.

Her cooking tasted inconsistent. Some of the food was too bland, and some too salty.

But Ziyue and Muchen were very understanding and didn't make a fuss. They quietly finished the food made by the old lady.

After they finished eating, Muchen complimented, "It tasted great. Thank you, Grandma."

Ziyue was a little surprised. It was rare to see Muchen so docile and gentle.

In their room, Ziyue stated, "You seem to like Grandma a lot."

Muchen kept quiet and was busy organizing the things he had picked up from the old lady earlier.

He had asked the old couple to get these necessities for them beforehand.

Although Muchen told her the couple had helped them with the purchase, in actuality, it was he who personally sought a clothing store on the island, contacted them, and had them delivered to the old lady's house.

After a while, Muchen finally said, "They are kind people."

He spoke monotonously, but Ziyue could sense the nuance in his voice. It was rare to see Muchen so emotionally expressive.

Ziyue hugged him from behind, "If you like it here, we can come and visit more often. I like it here, too."

After saying this, there was no response from Muchen.

"I'm talking to you."

"Mmm."

Marry Me Quick Chapter 646-She Does Know How to Give Orders

They had their meal and went to shower before resting in their room.

By the time they woke up, it was already dusk.

Ziyue checked the time on her handphone and realized it was almost five.

As they neared the end of summer, the weather was no longer scorching hot when it turned five o'clock in the evening.

Muchen was in deep slumber, not showing signs of waking up anytime soon.

Ziyue moved his hands away from her waist softly and discreetly without waking him up. She then lifted the quilt to get out of bed.

A gust of wind blew into the room when she opened the windows.

The pleasant air breeze felt refreshing to the touch. She decided to open all the other windows to let the cold wind in and turned off the air conditioner.

After that, she turned around to look at Muchen. He was still fast asleep.

She went to the bedside and stared at him for a short moment before changing out of her old clothes and going downstairs.

It was a modest house with a warm and welcoming interior. They stayed on the second floor, while the old couple stayed on the first. Their legs were weak, so it was difficult for them to climb the stairs. Moreover, they were not keen on walking upstairs.

"This hasn't ripened. Why did you pick it?"

"That's impossible! It's not sour anymore. We just had it yesterday."

"The one I ate was sour."

"Why do you have such picky taste buds?"

"Old coot!"

Ziyue walked down to the first floor and heard a commotion happening. She could tell from the voices that it was the old married couple.

She followed the source of the noise and saw them picking pears underneath a pear tree.

The pear tree was huge. The old married couple was too long in the tooth to climb the pear tree. Hence, they made a tool specially used to pick the fruit.

It was a long pole with a sickle tied to the end. Directly underneath the sickle was a basket that could catch the pear as soon as it was cut with the sickle.

Ziyue was amused by the tool.

"Grandma Qi, what are you doing?" Muchen had previously mentioned to her that the old grandpa had the surname Qi.

"Yueyue, come over here! We're picking some pears. They're really sweet." As soon as Grandma Qi saw her, she waved at her enthusiastically.

Ziyue was momentarily stunned with the nickname Grandma Qi had called her by. After a while, she finally regained her senses and walked towards her.

"Weren't you saying that they were too sour just now?" Grandpa Qi was strenuously picking the pears and couldn't help but sneer at her sudden change of attitude.

Hearing his interjections, Grandma Qi glared at him and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

Grandpa Qi pouted his lips and murmured silently to himself before he continued to pick the pears.

Ziyue was humored by the way the old couple interacted. She found them adorable.

She noticed that Grandpa Qi was struggling to pick the pears. So Ziyue walked nearer to him and offered to help, "Grandpa Qi, let me help you."

"How would a young lady like you know how to do these things? Let me do it." Grandpa Qi was firmly opposed to letting her pick the pears.

"Don't worry. I have good eyesight, and it isn't difficult." It didn't look too difficult for an inexperienced person like herself.

Grandpa Qi gazed at her in disbelief. "If you could pick a pear, I'll bring you to the sea to catch fish tomorrow."

When Grandma Qi heard how he challenged her, she slapped his back and reprimanded him, "What nonsense are you saying? How could a young lady go to the sea? Also, what will you do out there with your frail body?"

The old couple kept bickering with each other, but the atmosphere was warm and cozy.

Ziyue heart fluttered with a sudden thought. How great would it be if she could spend her golden age with Muchen in a place with a beautiful landscape like this?

They both ended up getting into another round of bickering while conversing with each other

Ziyue walked over without saying anything and took over Grandpa Qi in picking the pears.

The old couple was too focused on their conversation. After a short while, they finally realized that Ziyue had already started picking the fruit. They anxiously advised her, "Be careful and hold onto the pole firmly. Make sure you don't trip."

"I'm okay."

Ziyue was clenching her jaws as she held onto the pole. It looked easy when she observed it from afar.

However, she could feel the strain in her arms and was slowly losing balance.

"Be careful!"

Grandpa Qi was as agile as a squirrel when he caught the pole, preventing her from tripping.

"I'll do it."

This time, Ziyue didn't try to refute him. She let him take the reigns as she sat by the side, peacefully eating her pears.

These pear trees were all planted by Grandma Qi. Every fruit was extraordinarily fresh and had no harmful pesticides, like the ones sold at the grocer. Ziyue couldn't help herself and munch on the juicy pears.

"Ziyue!"

Suddenly, Muchen's voice traveled into the garden.

Ziyue, who had just taken a bite of the pear, quickly replied to Muchen as soon as she heard his voice, "Muchen, we're picking pears in the garden."

After a while, Muchen walked out of the house and into the garden.

He was amazed by the sight of a lady sitting on a rock as she nibbled a pear. Occasionally, she would steal a glance at Grandpa Qi picking pears from the tree; the corner of her lips lifted into a meaningful smile as she made her observations known. The lush greenery surrounded them on all sides, the air leaving a pleasant taste in their mouths. In Muchen's eyes, they were the very picture of a nostalgic fairy tale from a bygone era.

As soon as she lifted her head, Ziyue saw him.

He hadn't changed out of his old clothes, and his hair looked long as he hadn't trimmed them for a long time. His messy hair showed that he was in a rush to find her when he realized she was not in bed.

Ziyue scampered to him with the pear in one hand and made him follow her by grabbing his hand with her other hand. "Quick, give a hand to Grandpa Qi."

Muchen sauntered behind her. He tilted his head and saw her lips covered with pear juice. He then murmured, "She does know how to give orders."

Ziyue giggled and shoved the pear into his mouth. "Try some. It's delicious."

Muchen arched his brows and scoffed, "The skin's not peeled."

Ziyue was about to reply, "It's fine if you don't want it," but Muchen took the pear and rotated it to take a bite of the part that Ziyue had nibbled on before.

A flush crept up on Ziyue's face at his bold actions.

It was usual for them to share a pear, but she had angled it so he could take a bite from the part she hadn't eaten. Nevertheless, he purposely ate the part she had bitten. And he did it in front of the old couple.

The heat on her cheeks grew warmer.

"It's sweet. Not bad." Muchen munched on the pear and passed the remaining pear to her. He walked straight to Grandpa Qi and offered him help, "How many more do you need? Let me help you."

Ziyue was dumbfounded, and she stayed silent.

She had to accept that she wasn't good at picking pears.

Muchen was tall and strong. Even though the pole was long, it didn't bother him at all.

Besides the first few failed attempts, he had easily picked the rest of the pears.

The sun was sinking below the horizon when Grandma Qi finally said, "We'll return home to prepare dinner. Two of you can have fun outside. I'll get the old man to call you when dinner's ready."

Before they could reply, Grandma Qi had already pulled Grandpa Qi to the house, leaving them to stare in bewilderment at each other.

"Why do I feel like Grandma Qi treats us like kids?" Ziyue muttered. She felt awkward after the old folks abruptly left them alone

Marry Me Quick Chapter 647-Couldn’t Persuade Him Otherwise

Muchen looked unamused by the way the old couple treated them. "If they had kids, they would be older than us. So aren't you still a kid in their eyes?"

Ziyue curiously asked a question, "Do they have children?"

It seemed like a heartwarming way to spend their golden age in this place.

However, humans are social animals. Everyone lives within a community, has families, and connects with others in society. Although people often say they want to have a peaceful life after they retire, how many of them could stay on a remote island far away from their families and friends?

After all, she wouldn't be willing to stay in Country J forever.

Yunzhou City was the place she was born and grew up in. She was most familiar with the city where her friends and family were. But the Su Family was not worth mentioning, albeit her current thoughts.

She believed everyone would want to live where they feel a stronger sense of belonging and connection.

Muchen contemplated for a while, pondering over Ziyue's question.

"I went into their room when I was looking for you just now, and I saw an old picture of them with a young man. It should be their son."

"They have a son?" Ziyue was puzzled by the new-found information.

"He has passed away. I learned about it when I did a background check on them." Their trip here was kept a secret. They didn't let anyone know or bring anyone else with them. Despite their secrecy, they still had to take utmost precautions.

Before he arrived, he had already looked through information about the old couple.

Ziyue sighed helplessly, "I see."

Two old parents who lost their child living on a small island. When they are no longer mobile, there wouldn't be anyone left to take care of them.

Muchen turned around to look at Ziyue. Then, with a heavy heart and solemn voice, he said, "Life doesn't always go the way we want, nor can anyone be fully satisfied with their life."

His tone was layered with emptiness and despair as if a sudden wave of grief had overcome him. Ziyue wasn't sure if he was trying to cheer her up or if he was recalling unpleasant memories.

Ziyue held his arms tightly and said, "Why do you look so down? That's not how you normally are."

Muchen raised his brows and replied, "You are feeling down, not me."

"Then why did you say that life doesn't always go as we wish and that no one can be fully satisfied with their life? Are you telling me you're not satisfied with your life? Am I not enough for you? So you need to find another woman?" Ziyue questioned him with a gaze that could cut through steel. She then pinched his waist with her long and slim fingers.

However, discreetly, her eyes were widening in anticipation of Muchen's subsequent actions. Finally, when Muchen extended his arms to hug her, she stood up swiftly and pushed him into the water.

As Muchen fell into the water, she ran away toward the shore as fast as she could.

"I saw Grandpa Qi walking towards us. He's going to ask us to return home for dinner. I'll leave first! Haha!" Ziyue was cackling with joy as she skipped towards the cabin.

Hmph! She was outraged when he tossed her in the water.

She had to take her revenge!

Muchen stood up and stared at the back of Ziyue, who was already with Grandpa Qi. After she spoke to Grandpa Qi, he turned around to wave to Muchen and left the beach with Ziyue.

Muchen shifted his gaze to his drenched body and let out a flustered smile.

A ripple formed around him as if a stone had been thrown into the peaceful lake.

Within a split second, his smile was replaced by a mixed emotion of tranquility and gloom.

He walked back to shore with his head hanging.

The skies were turning darker. Before he could reach the cabin, night had fallen.

Muchen looked like a lost child as he stood in darkness.

Night. Alone. These alarming nouns suddenly seeped into his mind.

He stayed where he was without moving.

His clothes were completely drenched, but he didn't feel cold when the wind blew.

His heart felt icy cold.

"Muchen!"

Suddenly, a bright light shone at him, and the familiar voice of Ziyue slowly neared.

Muchen snapped out of his gloomy thoughts as if he was woken up from a nightmare. Then, in anticipation, he walked forward and called her name, "Ziyue?"

"Why did you take so long? Grandma Qi has already prepared dinner, and everyone's waiting for you! Don't tell me you're pissed at me and don't want to return to the cabin?" Ziyue initially doubted it but slowly realized it could be true, knowing how petty he was.

Muchen grasped her hands tightly and took the flashlight away. While he stared at her delicate facial features, a thousand emotions flooded across his face as if he had something he wanted to tell her. Eventually, he swallowed down his words.

He turned around and knelt in front of her. "Get on."

He wanted to carry her on his back.

Ziyue was startled by his request and quickly shook her head. "Don't bother. I can walk by myself."

Muchen replied, "It's dark, and there are no street lights."

Isn't there a torchlight?

However, Ziyue couldn't persuade him otherwise

Marry Me Quick Chapter 648-You’ll Get to See Zixi Soon

Ziyue leaned steadily on his back. She shined the torchlight to guide him back to the cabin.

Muchen's clothes naturally dried themselves from the sea breeze.

"You can let me down now. We'll head back faster if I walk by myself." Ziyue worried he would catch a cold in the breezy night weather.

However, Muchen was as stubborn as a cow.

"We'd reach the cabin in no time if I carried you on my back as well."

Muchen immediately quickened his pace.

Ziyue felt that Muchen was exceptionally competitive and stubborn today. He wouldn't let anyone else have it their way.

He was fine when they first arrived on the island. But what happened?

"What happened to you?" Ziyue mulled over his odd behavior before asking him.

As she turned to look at him, the light on the torchlight started to sway.

His gorgeous side profile looked delicate in the slight shimmer of light.

Ziyue couldn't resist giving him a peck on his cheek.

Muchen suddenly froze.

Before Ziyue could say anything, he had put her down and calmly said to her, "We're here."

Ziyue finally realized the place they arrived at was the garden entrance of Grandma Qi's cabin.

They could faintly hear the conversation between Grandma Qi and Grandpa Qi.

"Why haven't they come back?"

"They're a young couple who have lots of energy. Let them play around for longer."

"Old coot, why are you still so immature at this age?"

"That's not what I meant."

Ziyue felt her cheeks turn red when she overheard their conversation.

Why did his words make her feel like they did something inappropriate or shameful?

"Let's go inside!" She pulled Muchen's hand.

She couldn't tell if Muchen had heard their conversation. In the next moment, he held her hands tightly.

Ziyue wouldn't let him hold her hand, so she immediately flung his hands away. "I'll go in on my own. Hurry up and come in."

She scampered towards the garden with her hands covering her face as she felt the heat rising in her cheeks.

Luckily, the old couple didn't tease them at the table.

Ziyue understood that they had no ill intentions, and their innocent banter earlier was only a playful remark.

……

The next day, Grandpa Qi wanted to take them to the sea.

The faces of Ziyue and Muchen were masked with confusion as they stared at each other. Even though they wanted to go to the sea, it could be strenuous for Grandpa Qi, despite his fit appearance.

Ziyue had never seen Muchen in a straw hat and tacky clothes. Even though it didn't suit his style, it didn't affect his overflowing charisma.

Ziyue stared at him in admiration. As she walked closer to him, she said softly, "You're the most good-looking fisherman I've ever seen."

Muchen raised his brows, "There's no point complimenting me. I've never tried fishing before."

"I'm genuinely impressed by you. It's not to pressure you," Ziyue said with a pouty face as she felt wrongly accused.

Muchen bit his lips, and he looked far across the sea. He held onto her shoulders and pointed to the front, "Do you see it?"

"What is it?" Ziyue's gaze followed the direction he pointed in, but she didn't notice anything special other than the vast sea.

She thought Muchen fooled her. Ziyue got irritated and held her fist towards him, "That's enough!"

"Dolphin." Muchen swiftly held onto her fist and lifted her chin with his other hand to make her look closely.

Ziyue focused her eyes on the vast sea. As the boat moved further towards the sea, her vision of the sea expanded. Suddenly, her eyes widened as she squealed excitedly, "It's really a dolphin! I've only seen them in the aquarium!"

Muchen turned his head to gaze at her. A warm smile spread across his face when he saw her excitement overflow, looking as if she was about to jump around in joy. However, his smile was short-lived as his expression turned solemn the next second.

……

Everyone on the boat was focused on experiencing the fun at sea instead of catching fish. Nonetheless, with the fish they caught, they could enjoy another dish at the table while keeping the remaining catch inside the pond for their meal some other day.

Among everyone there, Ziyue seemed most excited and astounded by the view, like a kid that had just ventured out of their house for the very first time.

In that way, they spent several days here walking by the seaside, swimming, picking fruits, and helping the old couple care for their vegetables. Their days were mundane and ordinary.

However, Ziyue had never felt this wholesome and satisfied before.

She would hope for Zixi to be here whenever she had time to herself.

If only their family could be together…

Muchen was quick-witted. He knew she was thinking of Zixi when she started to space ou

Marry Me Quick Chapter 649-Important Person

Ziyue finally returned to her senses. She wasn't sure when Muchen had started standing behind her.

"What did you say?" She wasn't sure if she had heard him right.

However, Muchen didn't say a word.

Ziyue held onto his hand, pestering him to reveal the truth, "Tell me honestly, do you have a plan?"

"What do you think?" Muchen wouldn't answer her straightforwardly. Instead, he gave her a vague answer that kept her on edge.

Ziyue's eyes lit up with a glint of hope. Muchen had mentioned something similar several times in the past.

He wouldn't lie to her. He was confident it would work out if he were to bring this topic up.

Ziyue tip-toed and gave a light peck on his lips; she couldn't conceal her excitement as she looked at him with glimmering eyes, "Thank you!"

Muchen wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer as he kissed her.

Their lips parted apart as he gave her a deep, long kiss.

It was supposed to be a sweet moment, but Ziyue could feel a twinge of despair and earnest longing from their kiss.

Muchen wouldn't let her out of his embrace, even after their lips drew apart from each other. He was hugging her tightly as if they were conjoined twins.

An epiphany came upon Ziyue.

He was hiding something from her, and it wasn't a simple problem.

During the past few days, he had occasionally stared at her wistfully as if he was spacing out. She thought that he was feeling too tired and needed time to recuperate.

However, seeing how it happened repeatedly, she was sure something was up.

She knew more than anyone that Muchen was always levelheaded and cautious.

Therefore, his unpredictable actions must have been caused by something significant for him to behave this way.

He tried his best to remain composed as he wanted to conceal the truth from her. But it must have been weighing a heavy burden on his heart.

It had been three years since she first met him in Lumiere Jade House.

As someone who had been through thick and thin with him, it was hard to miss these obvious signs.

Even though Muchen had his walls up, he would only let his guard down in front of Ziyue. That was how she got closer to his inner thoughts and feelings.

However, if he was determined to build these walls again to hide the truth from her, there would be no way for her to discern his thoughts.

Ziyue leaned onto him and reached out her arms to wrap around his waist. She gently asked, "Are you also thinking of Zixi?"

She moved closer to him to give him a warm and comforting embrace. She knew he would feel better with her presence.

Ziyue immediately denied, "No, I'll go."

It was unexpected for Muchen to ask her for help. Of course, she would agree to help him without any hesitation.

After hearing her answer, Muchen lifted the corner of his lips as he led her by her waist toward the exit.

Ziyue looked at him in amusement as they walked together. His eyes were lit up with a childlike glee.

A sense of relief washed over Ziyue. His worries must've stemmed from this business partnership. That was why he acted strangely the past few days.

But what kind of business partnership could make Muchen this happy?

Since she had known him, she had never seen him overjoyed by a business endeavor.

Although puzzled with a million thoughts, she had to bury them aside when they reached the hotel.

The company gathering involved all the management staff.

Muchen wanted to reward everyone's hard work for working overtime throughout the past few weeks, so he chose the best hotel in the city. Since it was located in Country J's capital city, the hotel was also the best in the country.

Muchen was filthy rich; his spending here would be considered trivial to him.

Nevertheless, it made everyone there thrilled to bits.

A smile lit up the corners of Ziyue's lips after witnessing the delighted faces of everyone else around her.

An employee offered a toast to Muchen, but Ziyue refused the person as she remembered he had an ongoing stomach problem and couldn't drink alcohol. "His stomach is still recuperating, so he can't drink. Can he toast with water instead?"

Ziyue was the president's wife. As she rejected him politely, the person naturally accepted the request.

However, Muchen waved his hands in disagreement as he said, "It's alright. I can take this much."

Ziyue refuted him softly, "Muchen."

Muchen stood up and whispered in Ziyue's ears, "It's too happy of an occasion to refuse a drink. My stomach hasn't bothered me recently anyways. I'll be alright, darling."

His last word lingered for a few moments.

Usually, he called her by her full name and rarely called her 'darling.' He had a good voice, so when he purposely lowered his voice to call her 'darling,' it sounded alluring and coy.

How could Ziyue reject him? She turned her head to the other side and tried to keep her calm while she sipped her juice. She turned back and saw him staring at her as he waited for her permission. She felt the heat rising in her face and hurriedly replied, "It's up to you. Drink if you insis

Marry Me Quick Chapter 650-I’m Sure There Is, Let’s Sit and Wait

Muchen lifted the corner of his mouth as he called the waiter to pour him some wine and made a toast to the person who approached him.

He stood up and straightened his back.

When others saw him standing, they started approaching him for a toast.

Muchen accepted every toast but couldn't drink much, so he only took a small sip to show respect.

Despite that, his employees were satisfied with his showmanship.

After all, this was the first time they saw Muchen being so friendly after working with him for so many years. Not only did he accept their toast, but he also greeted them kindly and warmly.

They had never seen this side of Muchen, so they felt startled by his approach.

There were plenty of employees that came up to him. Despite only taking a small sip each time, he had already finished half a bottle of wine after a round of toast.

Ziyue wanted to stop him from drinking more, but her words couldn't escape her mouth as she didn't want to spoil his employees' mood.

Muchen's stomach problems hadn't recurred in quite some time, and it was a rare occasion whereby everyone was having fun, so why not let him be? After all, he had already controlled himself.

By the time the crowd dispersed, the only one fully sober was Ziyue.

Even Chuan and Ke were tipsy, and their speeches were slurred.

Ziyue glanced around and saw some employees lying unconscious on the table while the others had gone to the washroom. Her head felt dizzy looking at them.

She turned around and saw Muchen lying on the chair with squinted eyes staring at the ceiling. His cold and stern face had a hint of redness.

Ziyue placed her palms around his face and felt heat radiating from him.

When he felt the touch of her hands, he immediately opened his eyes and stared grimly in her direction.

But his gaze slowly softened when he saw that it was Ziyue.

When she saw his half-lidded eyes opening, she said, "Stay here. I'll get people to send your employees back home. Wait here for me."

Due to the influence of alcohol, Muchen had a much-delayed reaction. He only responded to her after a short pause.

He held onto her hands and gently told her, "Let Chuan handle it."

Ziyue turned her head to look at Chuan.

Chuan was together with one of the managers. He pointed towards the plate, saying, "Why is there a chicken here? Get the manager here. There's a chicken here."

The manager replied with a sluggish tone, "No, it's a cake!"

"Chicken!"

"Maybe next time. There are no stars today."

"No."

She didn't know how to respond to him.

Ziyue tried to explain patiently to Muchen that no stars were visible that night, but he insisted on seeing the stars.

Also, he insisted on watching the stars from the highest mountain in the city.

His behavior left Ziyue dumbfounded. He was doing fine, but why is he acting like a kid now?

He wouldn't listen to her. When she said "No," he took his keys and wanted to drive up the mountain alone.

How could he go up the mountain in this state?

Ziyue ran out of ideas to stop him, so she had no choice but to drive him up the mountain.

She was afraid she might doze off on the way to the mountain, so she downed two cans of coffee before getting in the car.

Later, she realized that it was unnecessary as Muchen kept babbling about ceaselessly on the way up.

Ziyue would answer him initially but stopped responding when he started to blurt out nonsense she couldn't understand.

When he got bored, he started reciting poems.

Mandarin, English, French.

He would recite them in all the languages he knew.

Ziyue was dumbfounded and humored by his unpredictable acts.

As she counted, she realized he could speak seven to eight languages. She didn't know he was adept at using these many languages.

After pondering for a while, she said, "When we're back in Country Z, you'll be responsible for teaching Zixi foreign languages."

She couldn't tell if he had heard what she said as Muchen continued to recite his poem, not acknowledging her comments.

During their two to three hours ride to the top of the mountain, one had their eyes on the road while the other focused on reciting poems.

When they finally arrived at the mountaintop, Muchen was the first to leave the car.

He stared at the dark sky and looked at Ziyue, who came down belatedly, "Where are the stars?"

Ziyue hurriedly went to support him as she was afraid he would fall. "I told you there aren't any stars today, but you insisted on coming."

She could see Muchen's face clearly with the headlights shining at them.

After a short pause, he chuckled, "I'm sure there is. Let's sit and wait."

He turned around and walked backward two steps. Suddenly, he grabbed Ziyue's waist to lift her onto the car hood.

Ziyue almost jumped out of her skin when he picked her up out of the blue. "What are you doing?