Ch. 681..690
Marry Me Quick Chapter 681-"I appreciate your care. I'll inform Muchen about your kindness after he returns so that he can thank you personally. By that time…" Before Ziyue could finish her sentence, Yuchuan hung up abruptly.
Ziyue put down her phone expressionlessly. She rubbed her temples to regain her composure before calling Chuan.
Chuan picked up the call immediately. "Hi, Mrs. Qin. How can I help you?" Ziyue could hear the background noise from Chuan's end.
"Grandpa called me just now and asked me to bring Zixi back to Country J. I don't intend to go back, but you should be more cautious if he's planning something. Do tell me if he has any suspicious behavior."
"Old Mr. Qin?" Chuan sounded strange.
"Mm-hmm. Is there anything wrong?" Ziyue asked.
Chuan remained quiet for a second before saying, "Alright. I have some matters to attend to, so I'll hang up first." With that, he quickly ended the call.
Ziyue was surprised but didn't bother with it.
Back in LK Tower's meeting room in Country J, Chuan switched off the shredder after hanging up the call. Then, he gave instructions to his subordinates and left in a hurry.
There was no meeting ongoing in the meeting room at that time. Instead, there were a few shredders with a huge pile of documents. Besides, a few of LK Group's senior executives, whom Muchen trusted the most, were also in the meeting room.
Chuan returned to Muchen's office and found a hidden compartment behind the desk. He took out a stack of files from the compartment – at the bottom-most was a divorce agreement with both parties' signatures, indicating that it was an effective document.
Chuan was shocked when he saw the signatures. Previously, when Muchen asked Chuan to transfer his assets secretly, he thought it was just a precautionary measure because they had been guarding against Yuchuan. So, he didn't think it was strange back then.
During that time, Muchen frequently met up with his lawyer and was absent from the office, but Chuan did not ask him about it. Little did he know Muchen was arranging for this matter…
Mr. Qin must have expected this day to come! Holding the divorce agreement, Chuan regained his composure and called Yichen.
This was such a crucial matter that Muchen didn't even inform Chuan. Chuan knew he would only entrust it to the lawyer he trusted the most.
Although he wasn't aware when Yichen came to Country J, he knew Yichen must have handled this matter.
The moment Yichen answered the call, Chuan asked directly, "Yichen, when did Boss ask you to prepare the divorce agreement?"
There were a few seconds of silence before Yichen hummed, "So, you discovered it." He paused briefly before continuing, "It was before the presidential reaction. Did Old Mr. Qin approach Mrs. Qin?"
Chuan reluctantly hummed in response and was sulky that Muchen had not told him about such an important matter.
"I see. Quickly settle the matters in Country J and come back as soon as possible. It's dangerous there." Yichen said aloofly.
Chuan didn't respond but hung up the call.
Yichen lit up a cigarette and summoned his assistant. "Let's head to LK Group's branch."
…
Ziyue came back from a meeting to see the suit-clad Yichen who wore a solemn and cautious look.
When Yichen saw Ziyue, he walked up to greet her. "Hi, Mrs. Qin."
"What brings you here? What's the matter?" Ziyue was puzzled by Yichen's sudden appearance, knowing he wouldn't approach her without an important agenda.
"It's regarding you and Mr. Qin."
"What is it?" Ziyue reckoned it must be a serious matter for Muchen's private lawyer to meet her. Moreover, Muchen was still missing. At that thought, she had a bad hunch.
She took a step back as her eyes flickered. "If there's anything, I'll wait for him to come back and tell me personally. I'm very busy now and have no time for this."
Then, she strode quickly toward her office as if she could ignore Yichen the faster she walked, and dismiss his intention, despite not knowing what his intention was.
Yichen and his assistant politely kept a small distance behind Ziyue and followed her into her office.
"I said I don't have time to talk to you today!" Ziyue flared up when she realized Yichen had followed her into her office.
It had been more than a month since Muchen had gone missing. Yet, his private lawyer came to see Ziyue at that moment. Ziyue couldn't help imagining the worst scenario, but she believed Muchen would return.
"Mrs. Qin, this is Mr. Qin's intention. Before the presidential election, he secretly asked me to handle some affairs in Country J."
Yichen was not affected by Ziyue's rage. He calmly took out the documents from the folder and placed them in front of Ziyue.
"Here are the divorce agreement and property settlement agreement, which have already taken effect. I came to you today to complete some handover procedures."
Ziyue knew all who worked for Muchen were elites – Yichen was an experienced and professional lawyer.
However, she couldn't understand a single word at that moment. Frowning in confusion, she asked, "What divorce agreement?"
"A divorce agreement between you and Mr. Qin with your personal signature." Yichen pushed the documents forward to Ziyue.
A divorce agreement was not strange to Ziyue – during the early stage of their marriage, Muchen intimidated her with a divorce agreement when she threw a tantrum and wanted a divorce.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I've never signed a divorce agreement, and it's impossible for me to sign one!"
"This is indeed your personal signature." Yichen replied patiently as if he had expected Ziyue's response.
Ziyue grabbed the divorce agreement and threw it into Yichen's face. "Cut the crap!"
Yichen crouched down calmly to pick up the document. Then, he walked back to Ziyue in a professional manner. "Ms. Su, this divorce agreement has taken effect a month ago. From the legal perspective, you and Mr. Qin are no longer husband and wife. As for property settlement, Mr. Qin has all funds, properties, and shares given to you, and you've signed the documents…"
Ziyue was no longer listening as Yichen continued. She opened the documents and saw her signatures on them. However, she never knew when she signed them…
Marry Me Quick Chapter 682-Ziyue staggered backward at a loss.
Yichen frowned when he noticed Ziyue's reaction. "Ms. Su, do you understand?"
Suddenly, Ziyue widened her eyes as she thought of something. "I wasn't aware of it when the documents were signed. How could they be effective? I won't agree to divorce, and I don't want his assets."
Clenching her fists, she pressed her lips and stared at Yichen with a cold look.
She covered her chest, feeling suffocated.
She would never be Muchen's match. Initially, she thought he was merely planning to send her back, but little did she expect there was a bigger 'surprise' awaiting her.
Ziyue became distressed the more she thought about it. She took up the documents on the table and tore them into pieces.
However, Yichen maintained a serious look and wasn't taken aback by Ziyue's action.
"I understand your feelings, Ms. Su, but this is the best solution given the current situation. Once you and Mr. Qin divorce, you will become the legal representative of LK Group. As such, the Mogwin family can't have their eye on the company."
Yichen rationally analyzed and explained the situation to Ziyue.
Ziyue understood Muchen's intention but was dismayed.
"The documents presented are copies. Here are the original documents." Perceiving Ziyue's silence, Yichen took out the original documents.
He hesitated briefly before explaining, "Actually, this isn't Mr. Qin's idea but my suggestion. He didn't agree with it initially. Please don't blame him. This is the last resort."
Thereafter, Ziyue remained silent and obediently signed and read the documents as she was told.
After everything was done, Yivhen kept the documents away, but Ziyue seized his hand.
"Is there anything else, Ms. Su?"
"Do you know where he is?"
Startled, Yichen shook his head and hummed, "I don't."
The anticipation in Ziyue's eyes diminished at once.
Just now, she had a sudden, ridiculous thought. Since Muchen has arranged these preparations beforehand with Yichen, has he expected someone to rig the plane and hence refused to board the private plane that day? If that's true, he might not have run into an accident. Yichen must know where he is!
Nonetheless, Yichen left after packing his stuff.
Ziyue sat in a daze in her office and did not notice Ke when she came in.
"Mrs. Qin, what would you like to have for lunch?" Ke's question jolted Ziyue back to her senses.
She checked the time and realized it was noon. She shook her head and said, "I don't feel like eating anything. I'm going to visit Zixi and won't be back the rest of the day."
With that, Ziyue took her handbag and left.
Staring at Ziyue, Ke could sense her flustered emotions and wondered what Yichen told her just now.
…
When Ziyue arrived at Zixi's kindergarten, the teacher was having lunch with the children. Ziyue stood at the entrance and spotted Zixi at one glance.
He sat quietly in his seat with his back straightened and ate properly. The girl beside him hit his plate with her spoon but was ignored by Zixi.
The girl pouted and hit his plate again, but Zixi still didn't respond. Annoyed, the girl hit Zixi's plate repeatedly with her spoon, making sharp noises.
Finally, Zixi lost his patience. He snatched the spoon from the girl, threw it back to her plate, and shot a cold glare at her. The girl was so frightened that she burst into tears.
Ziyue was amused at Zixi's hostile look. For some reason, she was reminded of Muchen.
After Ziyue stood a while at the entrance, some children noticed her and kept glancing in her direction.
The girl wiped away her tears and looked at the entrance. She stared at Ziyue with her red-rimmed eyes for a few seconds. Then, she tugged at Zixi's clothes and pointed at the entrance.
Zixi was surprised to see Ziyue. He immediately put down his spoon and trotted toward his mother. He threw himself into Ziyue's arms and squealed, "Mommy!"
Ziyue crouched down and caressed his hair. "Mommy just passed by to visit you but will leave soon. Go finish your food and take a nap. Be good, alright?"
"Okay." Zixi nodded obediently.
Ziyue kissed him on his forehead before nudging him, gesturing for him to return to his seat.
After Zixi reluctantly went back to his seat, the girl, who hit his plate just now, asked him with her teary eyes, "Is that your mom?"
Zixi ignored her and continued eating, remembering Ziyue's exhortation.
"Your mom is beautiful." The girl tilted her head and stared at Zixi with traces of tears on her cheeks, anticipating a response from Zixi.
After Zixi finished his food, he looked toward the entrance and was disheartened upon realizing Ziyue was gone.
The girl nudged his elbow again. "Hey!"
"What?" Zixi furrowed his brows, irritated by this talkative girl named Ruan Xiazhi.
Xiazhi placed her arms on the table and propped her head on them. Then, she said with a grin, "But my mom is prettier."
Zixi retorted to her instantly. "My mom is the prettiest!"
"No, mine is!" Xiazhi countered, insisting her mother was the prettiest woman.
Zixi snorted and had no intention of bothering her.
Perceiving that Zixi brushed her aside again, Xiazhi drew closer to Zixi to garner his attention.
Frustrated, Zixi stood up and went to sit at another place. However, when he stood up, Xiazhi lost her balance and fell to the ground. She wailed in pain and sat on the ground in a daze. Only after a few seconds did she notice a wound on her hand, with blood oozing out. Following that, she burst out crying again.
Eventually, a scar formed on her hand. Ever since then, Xiazhi set herself against Zixi and did all she could to pick on him.
Marry Me Quick Chapter 683-Coming out of Zixi's kindergarten, Ziyue drove aimlessly around Yunzhou.
Looking up at the familiar street, there was not even a familiar figure from the back.
She exited the vehicle and looked for a coffee shop to sit in since she was sick of aimlessly walking about. She met Mr. Nan, who had come out to look into the situation since she didn't want to.
"Mrs. Qin."
Unpolitely, Yunan strode up and sat before her after waving his hands to instruct the subordinates behind him to go.
Ziyue looked up at him and said, "What a coincidence."
"That is untrue. Yunzhou is so large that the chance of us meeting here is truly fated."
Ziyue ignored Yunan's ulterior motives.
She did not converse with Yunan or accompany him on his walk as she took a drink of coffee, turned her head, and glanced out the window.
Mr. Nan was the type of older man who would let a lady bend over him. Ziyue, on the other side, abruptly rose as she was ready to speak. She promptly exited without even fumbling for the luggage or vehicle keys.
"Hey, where are you going?"
Yunan responded swiftly as well, and she was going to get her purse and keys when the waiter approaching her stopped her. "Sorry, sir, can I pay the bill first?"
"That's enough; move out of the way," Yunan said as he pulled some cash from the bag and threw it to the waiter.
When the waiter flinched, he instantly turned away.
As soon as he stepped aside, Yunan was chasing after Ziyue.
Seeing that Yunan disappeared in an instant, the waiter said weakly, "Sir, here's your change…"
Forget it. Consider it a tip.
…
When Yunan chased him out, he didn't see Ziyue.
Relying on his intuition, he ran into a fork road.
This commercial street was relatively busy, but not many people were coming and going on the side fork, especially in the afternoon on weekdays.
He entered the fork in the road and moved ahead two paces before noticing something was off: his eyes darkened, and something covered his head. His vision was obscured.
Then there was a sudden flurry of punches and kicks.
Nobody daring to confront Yunan was something he hadn't anticipated. His lengthy military background had given him the ability to respond relatively quickly.
He took action immediately and quickly knocked the few individuals nearby to the ground.
He quickly pulled off the hood on his head, and when his eyes cleared, the people he had just hit on the ground ran to a car in front and left in the vehicle.
It was premeditated.
In his life, except when he was fighting against the enemy, he would be hit by the opponent, and no one had ever dared to bully him like this.
The abilities of these folks are not poor, and they have incredibly rapid reflexes and an apparent goal. They fled since they didn't dare to stay longer after the battle since they appeared aware of his might.
It had to have been someone who knew him.
He uttered a profane term in his head, believing that he had been pursuing Ziyue when he suddenly became trapped in an awkward situation and lost him.
He snarled furiously and yelled, "Those people were serious."
He turned around and headed back the way he had come, keeping a close watch on everything; if he were requested to find out who had done it, that person would already be dead.
It wasn't until he returned to the main road that he noticed anything shady.
Nearby, the window of a black vehicle was wound down, exposing half of a man's face. His intense eyes stood out in particular.
From the side came the sarcastic voice of a woman, "What do you think you can achieve by trying to get him beaten up? He's not going to go down that easily. Besides, this is so childish of you."
In a cold, elegant voice, the man added, "At least it will make him suffer. He must be looking for me because he wants to identify the perpetrator. In this circumstance, he can only be disappointed."
The woman sneered and said, "Geez, you're not only childish, I think you're sick in the head!"
He rolled up the vehicle window and started to doze off.
The woman's expression turned sour.
…
Yunan eventually located Ziyue in front of a convenience store.
Seeing Ziyue standing there unharmed, he felt enraged and said, "What's the matter with you? Can't you even say a word when you're leaving? Since we're in public, I won't do anything to you!"
Ziyue wasn't sure if she was paying close attention to Yunan's statements since her eyes were glued to the middle of the road traffic.
After a while, she suddenly turned to look at Yunan. Her eyes sparkled, "I saw him."
Looking at her face that suddenly became radiant, Yunan turned his eyes away slightly in a daze and then said in a somewhat embarrassed voice, "What?"
"I saw Muchen standing across the road in the coffee shop and looking at me!" Ziyue's eyes were full of joy, and her tone was full of excitement.
Yunan's complexion turned cold quickly, and he looked at her with a strange look. "You haven't had a good rest; it must have been someone else."
Ziyue argued loudly with him, "I can't be wrong; it's him!"
Yunan was too lazy to argue with Ziyue on this issue, so he stuffed the bag and car keys into Ziyue's arms: "Your son is coming out of school soon; you should pick him up early. Go to the office and keep yourself busy so that you won't ruminate on things."
He didn't believe Ziyue's words.
Ziyue pursed her lips, "If you don't want to believe it, forget it. It has nothing to do with you anyway."
After she finished speaking, she turned and left without even saying goodbye.
Yunan stood on the spot with his hips crossed, so angry that he couldn't speak for a while.
He had never met such an ignorant woman!
Ziyue drove the car around again before picking up Zixi.
In the next few days, she didn't even go to the company except to pick up Zixi from school, and she personally took people in to find Muchen in Yunzhou.
As a result, after a few days, there was not even a trace of Muchen.
She also couldn't help wondering if she had made a mistake that day.
However, she knew very well in her heart that she could not be wrong.
But, after searching for a few days without any evidence, no one around her believed she saw Muchen.
On the weekend, Xia came to her home to accompany her. "I think you must be too tired recently. No matter what, you should prioritize your own health."
"I'm certain I saw him; why don't you believe it?" Ziyue explained to Xia weakly.
Xia sighed and said, "If it's Muchen, why didn't he show up? He knows you're looking for him, but why is he still hiding? It doesn't make sense at all."
"But…"
Xia patted her on the shoulder reassuringly, "You should allow yourself some space for a good rest these few days; I'll apply a few days of leave to accompany you so that you're not fixated about this all day long."
Marry Me Quick Chapter 684-Although no one believed that Ziyue saw Muchen, she was not discouraged.
No matter what others thought, she firmly believed that she was right.
She no longer worked overtime in the office. Instead, she would drive around the city to find Muchen.
However, Muchen was still not found.
In the coffee shop the other day, when she saw Qin Muchen, it seemed like a dream.
On weekends, Xia would come to see her at home.
The weather was getting colder daily, and the parasols in the yard were put away.
The two were making tea and drinking in the study on the second floor. Zixi was sitting at a side with his drawing board in his hands, while Beef was resting on the carpet. The heater was turned on in the room, and the room was cozy.
Everything looked so harmonious.
"Are you still looking for Muchen?" Xia asked her.
Ziyue poured her a cup of tea and served it to her, "Of course."
Xia sighed. She had persuaded Ziyue enough, but she wouldn't listen anyway.
"My hunch is that Muchen is in Yunzhou City." Ziyue lowered her eyes, opened the kettle lid, and said, "Besides, I saw him that day."
Zixi, who was at the side, suddenly raised his head and asked her.
"What are you drawing? Show it to Mom." Ziyue smiled softly and stretched out her hand toward him.
Zixi obediently handed the drawing board to Ziyue: "Dad."
Ziyue was taken aback. She looked at the drawing and felt a pang in her heart.
"Well, it's very close to Dad." Ziyue patted his head.
Zixi raised his face and asked her, "Is Dad back?"
Ziyue pursed her lips. Her eyes flickered, and she said, "He will return; I saw him that day."
Zixi smiled brightly when he heard those words and said, "Well, I saw him too."
Ziyue was holding a teacup. When she heard this, she suddenly froze. In that moment of unbelief, her teacup fell to the ground and shattered.
Her overreaction frightened Zixi. She tried to compose herself and said, "Who did you say you saw?"
Zixi could not understand the roller coaster of emotions Ziyue was feeling and said straightforwardly, "Dad, he bought me a cake."
Ziyue got up, walked to Zixi, and squatted down. She stared straight into Zixi's eyes and said frantically, "Where is it? When did he buy you a cake?"
Zixi tilted his head, "At school."
Ziyue stood up immediately after hearing those words. She only managed to squeeze out these words to Xia, "Help me take care of Zixi."
After she finished speaking, she rushed out.
Xia was at a loss for words about the exchange she had just witnessed between Zixi and Ziyue.
From the beginning, she had doubts about Ziyue's words, but now that Zixi had said the same thing, she couldn't help feeling suspicious.
Is what they're saying true?
But everything sounds so absurd.
However, Zixi was still a child. But he was a bright kid. He was not one to lie.
Zixi glanced at the door, then at Xia. Zixi got up and attempted to chase his mom, "Mom!"
Why did Mom run out all of a sudden?
Xia came to her senses, and seeing Zixi running out, she followed closely behind.
When the two chased to the gate, Ziyue had already driven the car out of the garage.
Xia hurriedly stopped her. "What are you doing? Today is the weekend, and Zixi saw him in school a few days ago. What's the use of going now?"
"He appeared there before. Maybe he is still there now?" Ziyue retorted.
She turned slightly and saw Zixi eagerly looking at her from the car door. He was so small, he was holding the car door and had to stand on tiptoe to see Ziyue.
Ziyue's heart softened when she saw him. "Zixi, step back a little bit; mommy will come down."
Zixi bit his lip, thought for a while, and backed away.
Ziyue exited the car and carried Zixi to the back seat. All the vehicles in the garage were equipped with children safety seats.
"I'll go with you too." Seeing that she would take Zixi, Xia followed her into the car.
Ziyue nodded and drove towards Zixi's school.
On weekends, there were no classes in the school. Only the security guards on duty would be in the school.
The security guard was a young man with good eyesight. When he saw that it was Ziyue, he hurriedly greeted her, "Mrs. Qin, what brings you here?"
Ziyue glanced inside, then turned back and asked, "Can I go in and look?"
"This…" The security guard hesitated and said, "This is against the rules, but I trust you, so you can go in and have a look."
"Thanks."
After thanking the security guard, Ziyue walked inside with Zixi and Xia.
The security guard's voice came from behind, "Hurry up and come out."
The kindergarten was privately run. The facilities and teachers were excellent. There were not many classes, but it occupied a large area.
Ziyue went directly to Zixi's classroom.
As expected, the classrooms were locked.
Ziyue pinched the lock on it, thought for a while, and then went to look at the window.
She checked out the window and found that the window could be opened.
She turned her head and looked at Xia, but Xia could not understand what she meant.
Ziyue explained, "Do you think the security guard forgot to lock the window, or was someone here?"
"They must have forgotten it." Xia felt that Ziyue's way of finding it was still a bit mysterious.
Ziyue smiled but did not speak.
She climbed over the wall to get in and then carried Zixi inside again.
When Zixi arrived at a familiar place, he habitually went to find his small table.
After seeing it, he took out a card from the drawer of the small table.
A smile appeared on his face all of a sudden. He ran up to Ziyue, and as if offering a treasure, he handed something to her. "Mom, look! It's Zixi."
It was a handmade card.
There was an image of a boy drawn on it. His appearance was similar to Zixi's. His clothes were the same as what Zixi was wearing now. There were also flowers, trees, and small animals on the card.
The picture was detailed. From the coloring, you can tell that it was carefully made.
Ziyue had dressed Zixi with the same set of clothes last Monday. Zixi liked this pair of clothes so much that he would wear it immediately after it was washed.
Ziyue was holding the handmade card with a smile on her face and had teary eyes.
Seeing that Ziyue was a mess, Xia leaned over to take a look and said in surprise, "It's a painting of Zixi."
"Like father like son!" Ziyue pursed her lips. Her eyes were puffy, and her tone was laced with a hint of excitement.
"You mean, this was painted by Muchen?" Xia was shocked. She didn't even refer to Muchen as 'Mr. Qin' and just called him by his name.
"Who else can it be if it isn't him?" Ziyue was thrilled.
Muchen had a strange fixation on seemingly unimportant things and would insist on getting his way. What was wrong with him? Was he really trying to play a game of hide and seek with her now?
Marry Me Quick Chapter 685-Although no one believed that Ziyue saw Muchen, she was not discouraged.
No matter what others thought, she firmly believed that she was right.
She no longer worked overtime in the office. Instead, she would drive around the city to find Muchen.
However, Muchen was still not found.
In the coffee shop the other day, when she saw Qin Muchen, it seemed like a dream.
On weekends, Xia would come to see her at home.
The weather was getting colder daily, and the parasols in the yard were put away.
The two were making tea and drinking in the study on the second floor. Zixi was sitting at a side with his drawing board in his hands, while Beef was resting on the carpet. The heater was turned on in the room, and the room was cozy.
Everything looked so harmonious.
"Are you still looking for Muchen?" Xia asked her.
Ziyue poured her a cup of tea and served it to her, "Of course."
Xia sighed. She had persuaded Ziyue enough, but she wouldn't listen anyway.
"My hunch is that Muchen is in Yunzhou City." Ziyue lowered her eyes, opened the kettle lid, and said, "Besides, I saw him that day."
Zixi, who was at the side, suddenly raised his head and asked her.
"What are you drawing? Show it to Mom." Ziyue smiled softly and stretched out her hand toward him.
Zixi obediently handed the drawing board to Ziyue: "Dad."
Ziyue was taken aback. She looked at the drawing and felt a pang in her heart.
"Well, it's very close to Dad." Ziyue patted his head.
Zixi raised his face and asked her, "Is Dad back?"
Ziyue pursed her lips. Her eyes flickered, and she said, "He will return; I saw him that day."
Zixi smiled brightly when he heard those words and said, "Well, I saw him too."
Ziyue was holding a teacup. When she heard this, she suddenly froze. In that moment of unbelief, her teacup fell to the ground and shattered.
Her overreaction frightened Zixi. She tried to compose herself and said, "Who did you say you saw?"
Zixi could not understand the roller coaster of emotions Ziyue was feeling and said straightforwardly, "Dad, he bought me a cake."
Ziyue got up, walked to Zixi, and squatted down. She stared straight into Zixi's eyes and said frantically, "Where is it? When did he buy you a cake?"
Zixi tilted his head, "At school."
Ziyue stood up immediately after hearing those words. She only managed to squeeze out these words to Xia, "Help me take care of Zixi."
After she finished speaking, she rushed out.
Xia was at a loss for words about the exchange she had just witnessed between Zixi and Ziyue.
From the beginning, she had doubts about Ziyue's words, but now that Zixi had said the same thing, she couldn't help feeling suspicious.
Is what they're saying true?
But everything sounds so absurd.
However, Zixi was still a child. But he was a bright kid. He was not one to lie.
Zixi glanced at the door, then at Xia. Zixi got up and attempted to chase his mom, "Mom!"
Why did Mom run out all of a sudden?
Xia came to her senses, and seeing Zixi running out, she followed closely behind.
When the two chased to the gate, Ziyue had already driven the car out of the garage.
Xia hurriedly stopped her. "What are you doing? Today is the weekend, and Zixi saw him in school a few days ago. What's the use of going now?"
"He appeared there before. Maybe he is still there now?" Ziyue retorted.
She turned slightly and saw Zixi eagerly looking at her from the car door. He was so small, he was holding the car door and had to stand on tiptoe to see Ziyue.
Ziyue's heart softened when she saw him. "Zixi, step back a little bit; mommy will come down."
Zixi bit his lip, thought for a while, and backed away.
Ziyue exited the car and carried Zixi to the back seat. All the vehicles in the garage were equipped with children safety seats.
"I'll go with you too." Seeing that she would take Zixi, Xia followed her into the car.
Ziyue nodded and drove towards Zixi's school.
On weekends, there were no classes in the school. Only the security guards on duty would be in the school.
The security guard was a young man with good eyesight. When he saw that it was Ziyue, he hurriedly greeted her, "Mrs. Qin, what brings you here?"
Ziyue glanced inside, then turned back and asked, "Can I go in and look?"
"This…" The security guard hesitated and said, "This is against the rules, but I trust you, so you can go in and have a look."
"Thanks."
After thanking the security guard, Ziyue walked inside with Zixi and Xia.
The security guard's voice came from behind, "Hurry up and come out."
The kindergarten was privately run. The facilities and teachers were excellent. There were not many classes, but it occupied a large area.
Ziyue went directly to Zixi's classroom.
As expected, the classrooms were locked.
Ziyue pinched the lock on it, thought for a while, and then went to look at the window.
She checked out the window and found that the window could be opened.
She turned her head and looked at Xia, but Xia could not understand what she meant.
Ziyue explained, "Do you think the security guard forgot to lock the window, or was someone here?"
"They must have forgotten it." Xia felt that Ziyue's way of finding it was still a bit mysterious.
Ziyue smiled but did not speak.
She climbed over the wall to get in and then carried Zixi inside again.
When Zixi arrived at a familiar place, he habitually went to find his small table.
After seeing it, he took out a card from the drawer of the small table.
A smile appeared on his face all of a sudden. He ran up to Ziyue, and as if offering a treasure, he handed something to her. "Mom, look! It's Zixi."
It was a handmade card.
There was an image of a boy drawn on it. His appearance was similar to Zixi's. His clothes were the same as what Zixi was wearing now. There were also flowers, trees, and small animals on the card.
The picture was detailed. From the coloring, you can tell that it was carefully made.
Ziyue had dressed Zixi with the same set of clothes last Monday. Zixi liked this pair of clothes so much that he would wear it immediately after it was washed.
Ziyue was holding the handmade card with a smile on her face and had teary eyes.
Seeing that Ziyue was a mess, Xia leaned over to take a look and said in surprise, "It's a painting of Zixi."
"Like father like son!" Ziyue pursed her lips. Her eyes were puffy, and her tone was laced with a hint of excitement.
"You mean, this was painted by Muchen?" Xia was shocked. She didn't even refer to Muchen as 'Mr. Qin' and just called him by his name.
"Who else can it be if it isn't him?" Ziyue was thrilled.
Muchen had a strange fixation on seemingly unimportant things and would insist on getting his way. What was wrong with him? Was he really trying to play a game of hide and seek with her now?
Marry Me Quick Chapter 686--Xia nodded. Her tone was still filled with doubt. "He can even do that? I would have never expected it."
Ziyue smiled. "His mother is a cartoonist."
No one else knew about the fact.
Xia scratched her head. "That's really surprising. Mr. Qin is talented."
Ziyue smiled without a word. Muchen was not only a person with many talents but also familiar with numerous dishonest ways.
A thought flashed through Xia's head. "But that's weird. He came to visit Zixi and drew for him. That means he's alright. If so, why didn't he come to see you?"
Ziyue's face dimmed with the comment.
Xia was not wrong. She was reasonable.
If Muchen was doing well, logically, he should come to her.
Yet, as she searched for him in the corners of the earth, he had never shown a glimpse of his face all those times.
He came to visit Zixi. That would mean that Ziyue was not seeing things when she saw him at the café the other day.
What happened on the plane? Was he hurt? How was his body?
Even though he could draw, that only meant that his hands were unharmed. Did he hurt his legs or any other area of his body?
Was he worried about seeing her because of the divorce?
As the thoughts flooded her mind, Ziyue felt that it made sense but was absurd at the same time.
Muchen was that scared of her?
She refused to believe it.
Could it be that he was not in a spot where he could see her freely, and this was his way of telling her?
He would never have given himself away if he did not want her to find him. He appeared and came to draw for Zixi. Was it not to tell her that he was alive?
Ziyue's mind was muddled.
She looked around. Needless to say, Muchen was not there. She hopped out through the open window and searched around the building, but he was nowhere to be seen.
He did not stay back for her.
All she had thought was just speculation if she had not seen him.
Only he would know the truth.
Xia led Zixi toward Ziyue, standing in the middle of the yard with a grim expression. "How is it?"
"There's nothing." Ziyue shook her head and held Zixi's tiny hand. "Let's go back for now."
…
As night fell, Ziyue put Zixi to bed and left the dark bedroom.
She took the drawing from Zixi's classroom and went to the study.
It was indeed Muchen's drawing.
Why would he refuse to see her?
She was stressed out looking for him ever since the plane crashed.
Even so, she was content knowing that he was alive.
She sat quietly. After quite some time, she switched off the lamp and headed out of the room in the dark.
It was not difficult for her to navigate her way as she was familiar with the study's layout.
She stepped into the doorway. She turned around to shut the door and lifted her head without thinking much. A beam of light was shining on the glass window wall.
Her heart jolted as she pushed the door open and strode straight toward the window.
Her heartbeat quickened as she went closer.
However, the light flickered and suddenly disappeared.
Ziyue was stunned and quickly moved forward. All she could see through the window was the dim streetlamp.
She scanned around frantically, but there was nothing in the yard.
She ran downstairs. A maid was drinking water in the dining room and saw Ziyue rushing by. Thinking something had happened, the maid worriedly asked, "Is something wrong, Mrs. Qin?"
Ziyue did not bother answering her.
The maids in the residence frequently changed. Those that were allowed to work there were able to think on their feet. When Ziyue ignored her, the maid called for a few guards to follow her.
The maid led the guards and found Ziyue searching for something in the compound. She even looked through the bushes.
"Mrs. Qin, did you accidentally lose something out here?" The maid went up to Ziyue and asked carefully.
Ziyue turned to her, dazed, before shaking her head. "No, I didn't."
Her mind was in a whirlwind.
When she spotted the light in the study, it was evidently a torchlight, a bright one at that.
Her first thought was that it was Muchen.
But what was he doing there in the middle of the night if it was really him?
He had already achieved his goal if all he wanted to do was let her know he was alive. There was no point in doing that.
If he wanted to see her, he had plenty of opportunities when she looked for him. It was not necessary to come in the dead of the night.
In that case, whoever it was did not come with good intentions.
Ziyue's expression turned darker. "Get in the house first."
The maid and guards quickly followed her back into the house without a word when they saw her expression.
They went to the lobby. Ziyue stayed standing and gave her instructions gravely. "I want guards on duty at all times from today onwards. Be on guard. I'll increase the number of guards tomorrow."
"Understood."
"Thank you for your work."
Ziyue had a bad feeling about the uninvited guest. They were most probably there with LK Group in their mind.
It was not confidential that Muchen was aboard the plane. Everyone knew that he was missing. Besides, no one dared to make a move for the past month because they were unsure if he was still alive.
With Muchen gone, she, as the spouse, would be the inheritor if nothing out of the ordinary happened.
Yuchuan called her before and told her to return to Country J. She rejected him immediately at the time.
It seemed that Yuchuan was the most probable suspect.
Yuchuan had never treated her well. Perhaps he wanted to get rid of her. In that case, LK Group would be his as he was the only person biologically related to Muchen.
Ziyue went back upstairs with a heavy heart. She went to her bedroom but had trouble falling asleep throughout the night.
Early next morning.
The sky had only started to lighten up when Ziyue crawled out of her covers.novelxo.com fast update
Her complexion was pallid from the restless night. She put on makeup to cover it up. After preparing breakfast, she went to Zixi's room to wake him up for school.
Initially, Ziyue considered making Zixi stay home because of last night's events. But there was only one week left until the winter break.
Children are sensitive to changes. If she told him not to go to school, he would notice the tense atmosphere at home and might feel uneasy. She did not want that to happen.
She went into his room to wake him up but found him dressing himself
Marry Me Quick Chapter 687-However, the thickness of his clothes made it difficult for him to put them on. Unintentionally, Zixi ended up rolling up one of his sleeves layers within the top.
He tugged and struggled for quite some time, but his efforts to free the trapped sleeve were in vain. Frustrated, he creased his forehead. Yet he managed to keep his composure and refrain from throwing a tantrum.
Over here, Ziyue found the sight adorable and contemplated her options. Hmm… Should I capture this cute moment and share it with friends?
With this idea in mind, she retrieved her phone and approached Zixi, asking, "Zixi, are you trying to clothe yourself?"
Zixi was oblivious to Ziyue's arrival as he was engrossed in battling the stubborn sleeve.
However, as soon as he saw Ziyue, his previous display of self-independence vanished instantly. He pursed his lips and pitifully waved his hand, pleading, "Please help me, Mommy."
Ziyue couldn't hold back her laughter, "Alright, Mommy will help you to unroll the sleeve, and then you can carry on doing it yourself."
After saying that, she skillfully untangled the rolled-up sleeve from within Zixi's top.
With the sleeve untangled, Zixi found that putting on the remaining clothes became much more manageable. However, his arms and legs still wrestled with the task.
Ziyue shared the video with her friends on social media as she watched him succeed in clothing himself.
She then fetched a red jacket for Zixi, but the latter pushed her away and leaped off the bed, searching for a specific jacket in the wardrobe.
So, it turned out that he was looking for the same outfit he had worn for yesterday's photo session.
Ziyue was startled then she burst into laughter.
After breakfast, as usual, she sent Zixi to kindergarten, but this time, she brought along a few bodyguards.
However, she didn't leave immediately after dropping him off.
Maybe Muchen will appear again.
Sitting in the car, she took out her phone and scrolled through her social media feed.
The video she uploaded about Zixi struggling with his clothes received likes and amusing comments from her friends.
'You're like a wicked stepmother. The poor boy almost cried, and you didn't help him.'
'Yea! Only a stepmother would laugh and do nothing to help!'
'OMG! He's so adorable trying to clothe himself at such a young age. So cute!'
Ziyue responded wittily to each comment, saying, 'If you're so fond of him, go make a baby of your own!'
After her reply, a flurry of laughing emojis flooded in.
Her friends were simply envious of her being a young mom and blessed with an incredibly adorable son!
Putting her phone away, Ziyue turned her gaze toward the car window and scanned outside for an entire hour, but there was no trace of Muchen.
There was a meeting scheduled at ten o'clock. She needed to hurry back to the office soon.
Once again, she instructed the bodyguards to ensure Zixi's safety before setting off for the office.
When Ziyue arrived at the office, Ke caught up with her and quipped, "Suddenly, I'm feeling the urge to have a son. Well, a daughter would work too. Having a child might soften my strong personality!"
"Well, I'm really looking forward to it. After all, you'rea real catch here.. Since you joined, you've been receiving flowers daily, right? Or has no one caught your eye yet?"
Ziyue didn't think Xiyi was worthy of Ke's hand in marriage.
While Xiyi had feelings for Ke, he was resolute in his decision to join MSF, and Ke had no clue when he would return or if he would make it back safely.
Ke was beautiful and capable, highly regarded at LK headquarters, and equally popular at the LK branch in Yunzhou City. Furthermore, Ke's admirers were some of the most exceptional and accomplished men. Ziyue believed that Ke had the opportunity to pursue a fresh start without Xiyi.
"I don't entertain such thoughts for now. Getting married before the age of thirty might undermine the image of a feminist, don't you think?"
Ke smiled and walked past Ziyue, making her way to the front.
"Wanting to get married at a certain age has nothing to do with being a feminist. If you say something like that online, you'll be drowned by backlashes," Ziyue responded nonchalantly as she caught up from behind.
Ziyue knew that Ke was still pining for Xiyi.
To think of it, it was an uncanny discovery that Muchen was surrounded by two loyal and stubborn- natured assistants to work for him.
Oh well, everyone had their own predetermined path to take.
Midway through the meeting, Ke excused herself to take a phone call.
When she returned, her countenance appeared distant, as if something was troubling her.
Ziyue knew something must have cropped up and decided to streamline the remaining matters, swiftly wrapping up the meeting.
Once alone in the meeting room, Ziyue asked Ke, "What's wrong?"
Ke looked worried as she replied, "It was a call from LK headquarters. They said my brother hasn't been to the office for several days."
Ziyue paused momentarily, then remarked, "Yesterday was the weekend."
"The person mentioned that they've been pulling overtime at headquarters for the past month. Each day, they were buried in work. Given the busy schedule, it's hard to believe my brother wasn't at the office…"
After a brief pause, Ke reluctantly voiced her suspicion, "I have a feeling something might have happened to Chuan."
Ziyue's face turned ashen upon hearing this.
The incident from last night suddenly rushed back to her mind.
Since it had already gotten late last night, Ziyue refrained from informing Ke at that time. And this morning, until now, she didn't consider it anything significant, so she chose not to mention it to Ke.
Ziyue clenched her teeth and recounted the incidents from last night to Ke, including her own speculation, "I suspect it could be someone sent by my grandfather. Even if they weren't directly affiliated with him, these people must have sinister intentions."
Ke's face paled, her expression filled with worry.
Being currently away in Yunzhou City and couldn't return immediately. There was no word from her boss, and she couldn't just leave. What was she supposed to do now?
Suddenly, Ziyue recalled that she hadn't informed Ke about Muchen still being alive.
"Oh, but I forgot to tell you the good news."
"What is it?" Ke asked.
Ziyue locked eyes with Ke and said with conviction, "Muchen is still alive, and he's in Yunzhou City."
"Really?" Ke still had some doubts.
Ziyue assured her confidently, "No doubt about it!"
"Wonderful!" It was a tremendous relief to know her boss was still alive.
"Let's get in touch with our contacts in Country J and ask them to investigate right away. We shouldn't panic at this moment."
Ziyue comforted Ke and started making phone calls.
When Ziyue informed Yichen about the situation, he immediately returned to the office.
Yichen's expression mirrored concern, "I tried getting in touch with Chuan a couple of days ago but couldn't reach him. I figured he was caught up with work and didn't think much of it."
"Who could be behind this?"
"Could be anyone."
Yichen's response was vague, but Ziyue suddenly had an inkling. She asked him, "Has Muchen mentioned anything to you?"
"To be precise, he hasn't shared much. But during our conversations, I sensed something unusual, and…"novelxo.com fast update
Ziyue's frustration grew, "Spill it. No need to keep any suspense."
"There's no need to hold back at a time like this."
Yichen obligated and came clean, "Mr. Qin's assets have already been transferred back to the country. Chuan has been staying there recently, dealing with the remaining matters. He could have wrapped things up and come back in these past few days."
"What are you talking about?" Ziyue was puzzled.
She had no idea about any of this.
Marry Me Quick Chapter 688-"Is that even possible? How could they have managed to transfer all the assets back to the country in such a short span?"
While Ziyue still held onto a hint of doubt, deep down, she couldn't deny the creeping sense of truth.
Yichen's expression turned solemn, "If we don't mind the losses, two months will make it."
"Two months??"
Yichen nodded pensively.
Ziyue's gaze shifted downward, her hand gently pressing against her forehead as she contemplated. The surge of emotions within her was indescribable.
She thought the divorce agreement and property division were the utmost secrets Muchen had concealed from her, yet little did she know that an even greater revelation lurked beneath the surface.
Muchen had always been a cautious and meticulous person, and she knew that better than anyone. Yet, she never fathomed the extent of his meticulousness, the depths of the secrets he had kept hidden from her.
It was as if each action, one after another, was a last-ditch effort, a culmination of his careful planning. As each piece fell into place, it became increasingly difficult for Ziyue to come to terms with the weight of it all. While she comprehended that these actions were born out of necessity, the sheer accumulation of everything made it hard for her to digest it immediately.
Noticing Ziyue's perturbed expression, Yichen briefly glanced at Ke before saying, "Um, Mrs. Qin?"
Ziyue withdrew her hand, adjusting her posture as she weakly leaned back in her chair. She questioned, "Didn't you refer to me as Ms. Ziyue the other day? What's with the sudden switch to Mrs. Qin?"
Yichen looked visibly embarrassed, realizing he had just grown accustomed to addressing her that way.
Moreover, Yichen knew it wasn't Muchen's heartfelt intention to divorce Ziyue. But as a lawyer, he had to follow specific procedures to dissolve their marriage legally.
On the other hand, Ke had no idea that Muchen and Ziyue were already divorced, and her eyes were filled with confusion, "What are you talking about?"
Ziyue turned to look at Ke and smiled, "Muchen and I have divorced."
"What?"
"Perhaps it's a bit hard to understand right now. Even I was a bit puzzled when I first found out."
Ziyue didn't dwell on the question.
She massaged her slightly sore neck and leisurely continued, "There's no need to wonder why we can't reach Chuan. Some crook from Country J must have been itching to make a move. It's no surprise that a burglary happened in the villa last night. They must have already known that the LK headquarters in Country J is a sham."
The person who broke into the villa last night was probably there to gather intelligence. After all, those motivated by self-interest would never believe that Muchen, who was wealthy and influential, would give all his assets to a woman.
She was now no longer Muchen's wife but his ex-wife.
Ex-wife? The word felt foreign to Ziyue.
She stood up and brooded, "I think I have a handle on the situation now. You two can decide who will go to Country J to find Chuan. Come back to me with your findings. After all, I'm your boss now."
Yichen and Ke watched Ziyue walk towards the door. Her steps were light, but they could feel the air of resentment in each stride.
After all, one couldn't blame Ziyue. It would be hard for any woman to discover that the husband had hidden many things. And to think he even hid the divorce…
Ke didn't dare to stop Ziyue from leaving as she seemed visibly upset.
She whispered to Yichen, "Did the boss and Ms. Ziyue really divorce?"
"Well, I was the one who handled it. Do you think it could be fake?" Yichen furrowed, wondering why they were whispering when Ziyue had already left the room.
Ke thought for a moment and didn't know what to say.
…
After Ziyue put Zixi to sleep that night, she drove to the Lumiere Jade House for a drink.
There was a bar situated on one of the floors that she had never visited before.
In the past, whenever she dined or attended gatherings there, they would always be in private rooms with familiar company.
From a practical standpoint, Muchen's decisions weren't entirely unjustifiable.
Nevertheless, she couldn't help but feel a sense of… resentment.
Perhaps Muchen kept it from me to spare me from unnecessary worries, or maybe he was afraid I would create unnecessary trouble.
Ziyue recognized Muchen's formidable nature as if he could handle anything. But in a marriage, wouldn't the person grow weary if shouldered all the burdens for an extended period? Was she a burden to Muchen?
He was alive, yet he refused to reveal himself to her, not even once. Even though he had disclosed his survival to Ziyue, she couldn't help but feel uneasy without being able to see him in person and ensure his well-being.
Ultimately, Muchen's choice left her deeply worried about him.
Seated at the bar counter, Ziyue cradled the glass with her slender and graceful fingers. Her touch on the crystal-clear glass exuded an aura of sophistication.
Tipping her head back, she swiftly consumed the ember liquid, then gently set the glass on the counter with a resonant clanging sound. She requested, "One more, please."
The bartender, familiar with her, looked at her with concern, "Mrs. Qin, this particular beverage packs a punch. You may get intoxicated if you go overboard."
Already feeling a tinge of tipsiness, Ziyue smacked on the counter and responded defiantly at the bartender, "What 'Mrs. Qin'? Call me 'Ms. Ziyue'! I'm the boss here! I asked for one more, so do as I said!"
After saying that, she acted like a daredevil, slamming the glass on the counter. The glass shattered, and she injured her hand in the process.
Ziyue winced at the sharp pain.
The bartender, taken aback by the commotion, quickly grabbed a band-aid and handed it to her. Ziyue accepted and put it over her wound with a smile, "Thanks. Can I have another drink, please?"
Realizing there was no stopping her, the bartender let out a sigh and made her another one.
Just then, two people observing her from a distance walked up.
"Hey Ziyue, didn't expect to see you here!"
Caught off guard by the mention of her name, Ziyue turned her head and saw a face that struck a chord of recognition mixed with unfamiliarity. After a momentary pause, she pointed at him and said, "Oh, Gong Zeyang?"
Ziyue was caught between a hazy state of mind and sobriety, struggling to recollect any memories of Zeyang.
Zeyang, noticing her recognition, beamed a triumphant smirk and winked at his silent companion, who responded with an approving thumbs-up.
A few days ago, rumors swirled about Ziyue potentially becoming the wealthiest woman in town. Since Shuzhe's imprisonment and tragic demise, Zeyang had been leading a lackluster and penny-pinching life. Now that Muchen was presumed dead, Ziyue was set to inherit his substantial fortune.novelxo.com fast update
With an unimaginable amount of wealth at her disposal, she could live a life of luxury for generations. If, at this very moment, Zeyang could reignite Ziyue's feelings for him, he wouldn't have to worry about financial woes ever again.
With that intention in mind, he sat down next to Ziyue. In a gentle and empathetic tone, he asked, "Why are you here drinking alone? Are you burdened by thoughts about Muchen's condition?
Marry Me Quick Chapter 689-Zeyang was well aware of the qualities that Ziyue used to appreciate in him, so he made an effort to showcase those traits.
"Here's your drink, Mrs. Qin," the bartender placed the drink in front of Ziyue and cast a brief, disdainful glance towards Zeyang.
Zeyang let out a cold snort, "What's with that look? Is there something bothering you?"
The bartender ignored him. Despite Zeyang's questionable motives, there was still a lingering air of refinement about him, thanks to his privileged upbringing in the wealthy Gong family, before they faced financial difficulties.
But after the Gong family's bankruptcy, his days worsened with each passing day. Once he had squandered all the inheritance after living a luxurious lifestyle, Zeyang realized that he couldn't even afford a seasonal item from the brand he used to wear habitually.
Such a life was unbearable for him.
"Hey! Who are you to sass my employees? Get lost!" Ziyue snatched the drink and slammed it down on the bar counter, causing some of the liquid to spill.
Zeyang had hoped to leverage Ziyue's sorrow and reignite her feelings for him. Unforeseen to him, he was humiliated by her instead.
He clenched his fists, suppressing his anger, and smiled as he gently said, "Ziyue, I just…"
Ziyue waved her hand, frowning fiercely, "Stop that disgusting smile! If you smile again, I might just throw up."
With a light dinner and the effects of the alcohol, she was beginning to feel a bit nauseated.
Zeyang's composure finally crumbled. His face turned ashen as he was about to retort, but Ziyue's voice pierced through the air before he could speak, "Oh, I remember now. You're on the Lumiere Jade House's blacklist. How on earth did you manage to sneak in?"
She was already well on her way to getting drunk, her speech dragging on in a soft, feeble tone devoid of authority.
Zeyang was caught off guard. He stood abruptly, glaring at her, "What do you mean?"
Ziyue didn't even bother to glance at him. She took a slow, leisurely sip from her glass. Zeyang's expression subtly changed as he reached out to grab Ziyue, but another hand swiftly intercepted his action.
Yunan had been quietly observing from a corner. Initially, he had no intention of getting involved, well aware that Ziyue was not one to appreciate help and kindness.
But eventually, he couldn't bear it any longer.
Zeyang realized he was no match for this unexpectedly strong man. Frustrated, he shouted, "Who are you?! It's none of your business!"
"I'm someone you shouldn't mess with," Yunan sneered, exerting force with his hand and shoving Zeyang aside.
As Yunan turned to face Ziyue, hoping for a word of gratitude, he heard her say, "Move…! I'm throwing up…!"
I should have known better. I shouldn't have bothered helping this woman. There isn't a single instance where she'll be appreciative. Look what happened now? She's even ruined my mood!
Ziyue covered her mouth and stumbled towards the restroom.
Yunan watched her figure, contemplating whether to chase after her. However, recalling her earlier reaction, anger surged within him. He raised his leg and kicked Zeyang to release his frustration.
Unaware of Yunan's identity, Zeyang, already feeling deeply humiliated, couldn't tolerate further embarrassment. He quickly got up and rushed towards Yunan.
Yunan swiftly evaded Zeyang's attack.
Alerted by the commotion, the security guard had arrived.
Yunan took charge of the situation and quizzed, "How is it that just anyone can waltz here? Tell your boss to be more cautious, or else people like this will ruin the establishment's reputation."
A few patrons recognized him and acknowledged his authority, agreeing, "Mr. Bai made some valid points."
Yunan was comforted by the fact that, finally, there was someone who agreed with his sentiment and understood his feelings.
However, the frustration still lingered within him. He needed an outlet for his anger, so he sought out Jingshu for a sparring session.
…
Ziyue was leaning over the sink, retching for quite a while, but nothing came out. Instead, she felt even worse.
It had been quite a while since she had last indulged in alcohol, and her tolerance was clearly lacking.
As Ziyue splashed water on her face, she squinted at her reflection in the mirror, trying to regain her senses.
Thankfully, she hadn't bothered with any makeup beforehand; otherwise, it would have been a disastrous sight.
Feeling a bit more coherent now, Ziyue remembered running into Zeyang. She couldn't help but wonder why Yunan was here too.
Yunan had stepped up and come to her aid. It was only right for her to express her gratitude and extend some courtesy.
Ziyue patted her face. With most of the alcohol wearing off, she could walk better without fumbling, but she still felt slightly light-headed.
As she made her way back down the corridor, she passed a private room, and out of nowhere, a hand reached out and swiftly pulled her inside.
"Ah…!" A startled cry escaped her lips, instantly muffled by the person's hand.
Then, like a melodious tune, a voice gently spoke by her ear, "It's me."
Two simple words swept over Ziyue like a wave.
She stood there, stunned momentarily, before tears started streaming down her face.
"Haven't you been searching high and low for me? Why are you crying now that I'm finally here?" Muchen gently said while pulling her into his embrace and caressing her long hair.
But the woman in his arms, as if struck by his words, abruptly pushed him away and landed a precise slap across his face.
In the pitch-black room, Ziyue marveled momentarily at her own accuracy.
With anger fueling her, her breath trembled, "Are you thrilled that I've been searching for you tirelessly? Does it give you a sense of satisfaction to see me getting worried sick about you?"
The room remained enveloped in darkness, and Ziyue's voice trembled with panic, "Speak up, Qin Muchen!"
Muchen obliged, but his words caught her off guard, "Is your hand hurting?"
Ziyue scoffed coldly, "This little pain? I should have been in a plane crash, vanished without a trace, leaving you in limbo for a month, not knowing if I was dead or alive. I should let you taste the agony of that distressing situation and see if it pains you?!"
Muchen's tone took a serious note, "Shut up with the nonsense!"
Ziyue contemplated questioning and scolding him for not visiting her earlier. Instead, she shifted her approach, "Turn on the light!"
She was unfamiliar with the layout of the private room, unsure of where the light switches were located.
Having not seen Muchen in over a month, she was eager to get a good look at him.
'Click!'
With the light switched on, her vision was restored.
Despite the dim lighting, Ziyue could now see Muchen's face.
Clad in a well-fitted suit, he looked thinner now. His deep, enchanting eyes were the only constant that never failed to captivate her.
Muchen greeted her with a smile, his handsome face radiant. He playfully touched the spot on his cheek where Ziyue had slapped him, his voice filled with affectionate amusement, "I was expecting for a hug and a kiss from you. Well, this slap was a surprise…
Marry Me Quick Chapter 690- Doesn&apost Mind His Actions
Upon hearing this, Ziyue glared at and Yunan said coldly, "What body?"
"Muchen's body, obviously. But it looks like you're already moving on to another man after inheriting his money. Woman, don't you have a conscience!?"
Yunan's words laced with contempt, "This proves that all women are the same."
As Ziyue absorbed his words, her anger momentarily waned. Did she really owe an explanation to him, who had no significance in her life?
Well, not a chance!
Ziyue's response was laced with indifference as she retorted, "If that's the way you see me, then do us both a favor and stay away from me."
Ziyue flicked her hair, a gesture that effortlessly exuded her allure. She left an air of mystique in her wake.
"You!" Yunan was startled by her retort, and his disdain for her intensified.
Before she swiftly turned on her heels and walked away. Ziyue cast him a cold glance and sneered, "Hope to never see you again."
Yunan stood rooted to the spot, consumed by anger.
But suddenly, his expression froze, and he narrowed his eyes in deep contemplation. It wasn't too long ago that Ziyue had this unshakable belief in Muchen's survival. Now, out of the blue, she was singing a different tune. What the heck went down to cause this sudden change of heart?
With his military background, Yunan's instincts and perception were razor-sharp. Earlier, he had acted on impulse. But now, as he settled down, he couldn't help but notice something peculiar about Ziyue's response.
Amid the uncertainty surrounding Muchen's fate, Ziyue refused to entertain the idea of his death as she dreaded it would become a reality. Her defiant response stemmed from the depth of her love for Muchen and her unwillingness to accept anything less than his safe return.
But now, Ziyue stopped arguing against those morbid notions, suggesting she stopped caring about people's thoughts.
But why didn't she care? Perhaps she had reached a point of acceptance and decided not to dwell on Muchen's well-being anymore.
However, knowing Ziyue, it was out of character for her to become so detached.
So, there must be some other reason behind her indifference.
If his hunch was correct, then Ziyue must have heard from Muchen and knew he was still alive.
Ziyue was never the type to be swayed by superficiality. She wouldn't have distanced herself from him all this time if she were.
Considering her swollen lips and the timing of her disappearance, it seemed highly likely that she had met Muchen during her absence!
Yunan's speculations might sound intrusive, but as someone with a keen sixth sense, he couldn't help but find it plausible.
After all, he didn't become the youngest major general in the military with a series of accomplishments by the age of thirty-two for nothing.
Yunan made up his mind and wasted no time. He briskly headed towards the exit, where one of his subordinates approached him. Raising his hand to signal the subordinate to stay silent, he immediately said, "Keep a close watch on everyone at LK Group, especially Ziyue and her son."
"Sure thing!"
Something clicked in his mind as he bent down to get into his car. He turned around and added, "Jingshu as well."
The subordinate, who had been working closely with Yunan for a while, knew that Jingshu was Yunan's younger brother. A mix of surprise and confusion briefly flashed across his face. Nevertheless, he nodded and replied, "Sure thing!"
…
Meanwhile, Ziyue was on her way back to Cloud Bay.
The midnight streets were chilly and desolate.
She rolled down all the car windows, and the cold night breeze rushed into the car, blowing her mind clear.
Ziyue understood Muchen so well that she knew his sudden appearance was his way of acknowledging that she had discovered his actions. It was his attempt to prevent her from overthinking and becoming truly angry with him. That was why he showed up at that moment.
And truth be told, he played it perfectly.
Despite her lingering frustration, nothing else mattered to her than to see Muchen standing there, alive and well.
Her anger melted even further when he asked if her hand hurt after she slapped him.
Ziyue hadn't completely forgiven him.
But before she could say anything, he left.
Thinking of that, Ziyue stepped on the gas pedal, and the car shot off.
In a blink of an eye, she pulled up to her front door.
Ke, waiting in the living room, perked up at the screech of brakes.
Here, Ziyue hopped out of the car and spotted Ke.
"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"
"I was going to bed, but Lumiere Jade House called, saying you've gone missing. I was just about to go out and join the search, but they called again, saying they've found you."
Ke towered above her and possessed a strong aura. With her poker face, she appeared rather fierce.
Ziyue couldn't help feeling guilty and abashed.
She glanced at Ke and then dodged her inquisitive gaze, "I felt a bit lightheaded, so I took a breather in one of the private rooms. Gosh, they were overreacting!"
"Really?"
Ke clearly didn't buy it.
Feeling guilty, Ziyue nervously brushed her own lips. She realized it had been a while since she returned from Lumiere Jade House, and the swelling must have subsided by now.
"Yeah, let's go in and rest."
Ke hesitated momentarily but then gathered the courage to speak, "Mrs. Qin, please… try not to be too upset with Mr. Qin. He always weighs his options before taking action. Even if someone were to hold a gun to his head, he wouldn't choose divorce unless there was absolutely no other choice."
The mention of Muchen's name caused Ziyue to pause her steps, her expression turning melancholic.
"I understand he's in a tough spot. I don't blame him for his decisions," Ziyue's voice was tinged with a hint of sadness. But she wished that Muchen had considered her feelings as his wife, someone who wanted to stand by his side and share the burden, especially in times like these.
Ziyue didn't hold it against Muchen for divorcing her when he had no other options.
But what troubled her was his lack of proactive communication, and they had discussed this matter countless times.
It puzzled her how someone as thoughtful and intelligent as him could overlook such a crucial point. He hadn't changed at all.
"Well then…"
"Let's get some rest. It's getting late."
Ziyue didn't want to dwell on this issue with Ke. She didn't feel like discussing it with anyone at the moment. She would deal with it with Muchen once everything was over.
Ke, being a perceptive woman, could sense that Ziyue cared deeply about this matter.
Although Muchen's actions had also surprised her, she understood that he must have had no other choice.
From Ke's perspective, Muchen had a rationale behind every decision, and she didn't need him to explain his intention while Ziyue's resentment seemed a bit unfounded and hard to comprehend for her