Ch. 691..700

Marry Me Quick Chapter 691-The next morning, Ziyue led Zixi downstairs and saw Jingshu.

Why is Jingshu here so early?

Noticing that Jingshu was deep in conversation with Ke, Ziyue furrowed and continued down the stairs.

When Jingshu saw Ziyue coming down, he was about to say something to her, but she shook her head, gesturing for him to hold off.

Whatever had brought him to her house at such an early hour, it couldn't be good news.

Upon seeing Jingshu, Zixi quickly ran over and called, "Uncle Jingshu!"

Jingshu's serious expression instantly beamed with a grin, "Look who's up so early!"

Zixi replied with earnestness, "I have to go to school. You should wake up early too."

"Alright, let's have breakfast first," Ziyue suggested, leading Zixi to the dining room.

Turning back, she faced Ke and Jingshu, "What's the matter?"

With a serious demeanor, Jingshu explained, "There's news about Muchen. Someone claimed to have seen him in Yunzhou City."

Ziyue's heart skipped a beat, and then confusion set in.

Muchen was always cautious. If he didn't want to be seen, Ziyue wouldn't have been able to catch a glimpse of him at the coffee shop that day.

Furthermore, she had conducted an extensive search in Yunzhou City, but there were no leads. It puzzled Ziyue that someone was now claiming to have seen him.

Ziyue pondered, wondering if someone had spotted Muchen because he had come to see her the day before.

She lowered her gaze, masking her emotions, and asked calmly, "Who saw him? And where?"

Jingshu responded promptly, "I'm not sure either. My brother informed me."

"Bai Yunan?" Ziyue was startled at the name.

She never underestimated Yunan, so she had always been maintaining a cautious distance from him. However, Yunan persisted, almost like a masochist seeking her attention. The more she avoided him, the clingier he seemed to get.

If Muchen found out, he might become jealous and think she betrayed him.

Jingshu thought Ziyue didn't believe him, so he quickly added, "Rest assured, my brother has reliable intel."

Ke's joy was evident as she exclaimed, "Mr. Qin is still alive!"

Ziyue's expression grew solemn as she remembered how, only yesterday, even Yunan believed Muchen had died in the plane crash. Otherwise, he wouldn't have mentioned retrieving his dead body.

Yet, overnight, Yunan suddenly had information about someone seeing Muchen?

It didn't add up because Muchen had left long before Yunan could have bumped into him.

Ziyue had a nagging feeling that something was off.

However, she couldn't reveal her suspicions to Jingshu, so she opted for a different approach, "Did you come here so early in the morning just to share this news?"

"Absolutely! It's good news and worth the trouble to drive all the way here and share early in the morning, isn't it?"

Ziyue smiled and replied, "Didn't I tell all of you that I saw Muchen and knew he was still alive? But none of you believed me."

"Uh, well…"

"Anyway, if your brother can help us locate Muchen, I'd be extremely grateful," Ziyue said, trying to sound nonchalant.

It was funny how things sometimes worked. It didn't catch on when someone said something was true until more people started discussing it. It was like we needed that social validation to believe it was legit.

Just like any other day, Ziyue dropped off Zixi at kindergarten before heading to the office. Taking her seat at the desk, she retrieved the document she had left unfinished the previous night and began perusing its pages. To her surprise, she discovered an extra sheet wedged in the middle.

The content put a smile on Ziyue's face. It was a cheeky apology comic strip that depicted a girl wielding a slipper who had playfully whacked a boy on the head, accompanied by a bold, uppercase caption that read, 'SORRY, PLEASE FORGIVE ME.'

Ziyue knew it must be Muchen's work.

Recalling their conversation from that evening when Muchen teased her about being jealous of Zixi, this comic strip right here was his way of making amends.

But Muchen had pulled the same trick over two years ago.

While it may have been a cliché move, Ziyue couldn't deny its effectiveness in quelling her anger.

But if he believed this silly comic strip could win her forgiveness… No, it didn't!

Muchen's efforts in making the comic strips wouldn't sway her decision, even if he drew countless versions of these apologetic comics.

Ziyue was adamant in her decision. She crumpled the paper into a ball and tossed it onto the floor.

Coincidentally, Ke entered the room at that very moment.

"Mrs. Qin, you have a meeting at ten o'clock."

Ziyue glanced at the crumpled paper on the floor and raised her eyes to meet Ke's gaze, "It's time for you to start calling me Ms. Su instead."

Ke was startled by Ziyue's reminder.

After some consideration, Ziyue shook her head and said, "Forget it. Go ahead and take care of the necessary arrangements. And don't bother cleaning my office unless I specifically ask you to."

"Alright, I understand." Although Ke didn't comprehend the reason behind the peculiar request. Anyway, being a subordinate, she wouldn't question as well.

Besides, it was a minor issue.

As Ke turned to leave Ziyue's office, something on the floor caught her attention.

There was a crumpled paper lying on the pristine floor.

Ke's perfectionistic tendencies kicked in, but before she could reach for it, Ziyue intervened, "Don't worry about the trash. Go and do what you gotta do."

"But…"

"Go," Ziyue commanded with a slight smirk playing on her lips.

Ke had no other choice but to suppress the urge and leave.

Ziyue glanced at the crumpled paper. The comic strip Muchen had drawn for her.

She wasn't sure how Muchen managed to sneak into her office, but after all, this was his company. Navigating on his own turf was a piece of cake.

They had a rushed meeting yesterday, and he didn't disclose anything to her. She couldn't reach him either, leaving her to passively wait for him to show up.

Did he think she was as naive and gullible as Zixi, easily won over by a simple drawing?

Ziyue was determined to teach Muchen a lesson this time, to show him that he had crossed the line and she wouldn't easily give in.

She couldn't stay late because she was responsible for picking up Zixi after work.

It was well past midnight.

Within the LK branch building, a tall figure moved swiftly through the corridors, easily navigating as if he owned the place.

Muchen smoothly entered the CEO's office, retrieving a small flashlight from his pocket. He meticulously searched through the documents on the desk and in the drawers, but the comic strip he had drawn was nowhere to be found.

Had she accepted his apology?

He swung the flashlight, and his eyes caught sight of a crumpled paper ball on the floor nearby.

He stared at it momentarily, hesitated, and then approached to pick it up.

Isn't this the comic strip I drew for Ziyue?

Clutching the flashlight tightly, his handsome face took on a slightly menacing aura in the dimness.

After a brief pause, he snorted and thought to himself. How dare she crumple my efforts! I'll see if she dares to tear it in my face!

Then, he carefully smoothed out the comic strip and placed it in a drawer. Then, he took out a comic book and tore out a page and slipped it into Ziyue's documents.

Marry Me Quick Chapter 692-On the following day, as Ziyue stepped into her office, she immediately noticed the absence of the crumpled paper she had thrown on the floor.

Ke, who entered right behind her, spotted her standing there and asked, "What's up?"

"Nah," Ziyue replied with a dismissive wave.

After Ke left, Ziyue turned her attention to the documents on her desk and discovered a new comic strip among them. However, the scene depicted in the drawing seemed oddly familiar.

It featured a woman sitting on a bed, wrapped in a blanket, with a telltale blush on her face, while a naked man closed in on her with a caption that read, "Last night's shenanigans…"

The familiarity of the scene depicted in the comic strip caught Ziyue off guard.

"Wait a minute, isn't this… from that time with Muchen?" She murmured, a mixture of surprise and embarrassment washing over her. Ziyue was dumbfounded that Muchen still remembered such details after ages.

Suddenly, Ke entered her room and asked, "Mrs. Qin, do you want something to drink?"

Startled, Ziyue quickly hid the comic before her, cleared her throat, and replied, "Oh, yeah, a cup of coffee, please. Thanks."

Ke paused momentarily, looking slightly puzzled, before nodding and saying, "Sure, I'll bring it right over."

As Ke exited the room, she couldn't help but wonder why Ziyue had been acting strangely lately.

Once alone, Ziyue retrieved the comic strip from the drawer and glanced at it again. Her face turned beet red, and she hastily shoved it back, realizing that the crumpled comic she had thrown on the floor the previous day was also inside.

She knew Muchen might sneak into her office again, and he did.

Would he come again tonight?

Meanwhile, Chuan remained unreachable. After weighing their options, they ultimately decided to send Yichen to Country J.

Given his long-standing position at LK headquarters and familiarity with people in Country J, it made perfect sense for him to handle the task. Ziyue knew that if she were to go, it would draw too much attention and lead to unnecessary complications.

Furthermore, Yunan's mention of someone sighting Muchen only added to the overall strangeness. Ziyue felt the urge to update Muchen about these developments.

As the evening approached and it was time to leave the office, she found a pretext to stay back and asked Ke to pick up Zixi.

By eleven o'clock, most of the employees had already left the building.

Ziyue glanced at the clock, rose from her chair, and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window.

She gazed at the city lights outside, lost in thought and plagued by restlessness, causing her to pace back and forth.

Will he show up again?

Though Ziyue had confirmed that Muchen was still alive, he hadn't been home, and she had no way to contact him, leaving her dependent on the chance to see him.

This uncertainty weighed on her, making her uneasy.

Then, at half-past eleven, she heard the faint sound of the door being opened behind her.

Turning around, she caught sight of a figure standing in the doorway.

She couldn't make out his face clearly, with only one working light illuminating the room. Still, his presence and aura confirmed that it was Muchen.

As Muchen entered and saw Ziyue still there, a flicker of surprise crossed his face.

He knew Ziyue still resented him, and considering her fiery temper, Muchen anticipated her giving him the cold shoulder for a few days before confronting him. He never thought she would be waiting for him this soon, just a day later.

Muchen was delighted at this pleasant surprise as he walked up to Ziyue and wanted to hug her.

'Smack!'

Ziyue slapped his hand away and glared at him, "Stop being touchy-feely. I have something important to ask you."

"Why haven't you been in touch with me when you were safe all these times? And why haven't you come back home?" Ziyue took the initiative and fired these questions at Muchen before he could deceive her.

Muchen was taken aback by her directness, "I thought you were staying because you missed me,"

"I thought if you missed and cared about me, you wouldn't have disappeared and ignored me like this!" Ziyue retorted.

Muchen's expression stiffened briefly, but he reached out to grab Ziyue's hand.

She tried to dodge, but it was futile.

Muchen held onto Ziyue's arms and pulled her into his arms.

Ziyue struggled, but Muchen held her tighter, causing her arms to ache.

Her temper flared up instantly. Before she could unleash her anger, Muchen muttered, "Who said I didn't miss you? I was about to go crazy from thinking of you."

No need for sugar-coated or extravagant words. Muchen poured out his raw feelings for Ziyue with unpretentious words.

Eventually, Ziyue gave in and allowed him to embrace her.

Muchen gradually loosened his grip, resting his chin on her shoulder. Then, he turned his head and took a deep breath in her neck as if finding solace in her scent. Eventually, he released her.

He held onto her shoulders, eyes fixed on hers, and uttered, "It's not the right time yet. Once everything is settled, I'll explain everything to you. It'll be over soon, I promise."

Ziyue pressed further, "But how soon is 'soon'? We can't reach Chuan, and there are rumors of people from Country J lurking in Yunzhou City. They're hiding in the shadows, ready to strike."

Muchen wasn't surprised at all. Under the dim lighting, his facial features were obscured, but his calm demeanor exuded a reassuring presence.

He stated, "We'll be together again as a family on New Year's."

Ziyue muttered, "New Year's?"

She didn't have any particular attachment to New Year's. After her father's passing, she was brought back to the Su family, constantly feeling like an outsider during their New Year's get-together.

When she turned eighteen, she was sent abroad, and New Year's held no significance to her during those years.

Even in her first year back in the country, she didn't have much anticipation or auspicious sentiments toward New Year's.

She buried herself in work during the two years she was apart from Muchen. To her, New Year was a regular day.

And it had been that way for many years.

For years on end, she was deprived of the warmth and joy of a family reunion during the New Year.

Muchen sensed her sadness from the brimming emotions in her eyes. He leaned forward and tenderly kissed her forehead as if to offer comfort.

Feeling hopeful and anxious, Ziyue uttered, "But… there's only two months left until New Year."

She had returned to Yunzhou City in late October, and with Muchen's accident and over a month passing, December had arrived, signaling the imminent arrival of the New Year.

"Trust me on this."

"Mmm."

Before Ziyue even realized it, she had already nodded in agreement

Marry Me Quick Chapter 693-Qin Muchen burst out in laughter at the surprised expression on Su Ziyue's face.

He palmed Ziyue's face and said, "And as for Nan Chuan, don't worry about it. I'll take care of it."

"You'll take care of it? You're going to Country J?" Ziyue frowned.

"If you don't want me to, I won't go." Muchen narrowed his eyes.

"Really?" Ziyue didn't believe him. Muchen was never one to obey her without question, especially after something this big had happened.

Muchen sighed quietly. "Didn't you just say that some of their people have come to Yunzhou City?"

It really looked like Ziyue had lost faith in Muchen.

She wasn't wrong. He would be in Country J if he found out about Chuan two days ago.

Ziyue immediately caught on. "How did you know?" She asked.

"There's nothing I do not know."

"I'm the one who's always left out of the loop. Of course, you know everything." Ziyue said with an arched brow.

"How's everything with the company? Are you handling it okay?" Sensing she was about to get angry, Muchen quickly changed the subject.

Ziyue shoved his hand off her shoulder. She turned and sat down on the couch. "It can be tiring," she replied honestly, "But knowing that the money I earn is mine to keep drives all the fatigue away."

Ziyue grinned at Muchen as she leaned into the couch. She looked extremely satisfied with herself.

Muchen found her teasing adorable. He smiled and sat down next to her. "As long as you're happy."

"Relax. I won't let go of LK Group that easily. After you've gifted it to me so generously, how ungrateful would I be to return it to you?" Ziyue snorted.

"Oh well, maybe we can work something out, so you be the face of the company while I handle the internal going-on." Muchen was unphased.

"Dream on." Ziyue rose to her feet and approached the desk. "It's late. I should be getting home. Zixi wants me every time he wakes up at night."

She picked up her bag and turned to look at Muchen.

He was dreaming. He had already planned for her to be the company's figurehead while he ran the company.

There was no way she would agree to get back with him. We'll see… He'll have no chance but to accept it when the time comes.

Muchen's expression tightened when he saw her leaving. "You're not going to wait for me?"

"You can choose to come home with me. I have to come back early for work tomorrow." Without waiting, Ziyue turned and walked out.

Muchen's eyebrows shot up. He turned off the light on the desk and followed behind her.

He wasn't in a hurry. Muchen kept a distance of a couple of feet behind her.

Su Ziyue's heels clicked against the tile floor. The sound echoed through the empty hallway while Qin Muchen's footsteps were silent. Unless she had already been aware of his presence, she couldn't tell someone was following her.

They walked to the underground parking garage.

Ziyue arrived at the car and turned back to look at Muchen.

"Go home." Muchen had both hands in the pockets of his pants. His features were soft and warm in the glow of the light.

Ziyue's hand hesitated at the door before she spun around and stalked towards him. She placed both hands on his shoulders, pulled him towards her, and planted a kiss on his lips.

Even with the added height from her heels, Ziyue was still much shorter than Muchen. She had to stand on her toes to reach his lips. Taking advantage of the situation, Muchen wrapped both arms around her waist and pulled her until she was flush against him.

They kissed until Muchen's breathing became labored. He turned his head away but continued to hold her tight. "Hurry and go home. Get as far away from Bai Yunan as you can." He breathed into her ear.

This wasn't the first time Muchen had told her to stay away from Yunan.

Ziyue found it strange. So when could she talk to Yunan again?

She didn't want to say anything to ruin the good vibes they had between them. "Okay."

Her answer satisfied Muchen. As if rewarding her, he pecked her on the cheek and sent her off.

Once Ziyue's car was out of sight, Muchen slowly walked out.

There was a car waiting for him at the exit of the garage.

The window slowly wound down to reveal a woman. She was seductively beautiful. "You told me to arrive within twenty minutes, but I've been waiting for forty."

Ziyue would immediately be able to recognize Bessalyn the moment she saw her.

"Sorry." Muchen slid into the car.

It was the middle of winter, and the night breeze blew through the open window. Bessalyn shivered.

She grabbed a blanket from the back seat and handed it to Muchen. "It's freezing. Are your legs okay?"

Muchen tossed the blanket back. "Let's go," Was his cold response.

He didn't say anything else.

Bessalyn's expression tensed. She glanced at Muchen warily. He still scared her.

She started the car and asked him, "Were you happy to see her?"

Muchen did not respond.

"These are just routine questions as your psychiatrist. It's so I can have a better understanding of your situation." Bessalyn said coolly.

She had graduated with a double masters in psychiatric research and treatment.

"Yes." Muchen finally said without any emotion.

"But you don't look happy at all."

"As a psychiatrist, shouldn't you know that not all emotions need to be written on our faces?" Muchen said. His voice was devoid of any emotion, but there was a hint of sarcasm.

"Qin Muchen!" Bessalyn yelled.

The screeching sound of the car brakes pierced the silence.

"Let me tell you what's going to happen if you don't cooperate with me on your treatment. Ziyuw will find out sooner or later about your condition. So even if you do manage to get her to take you back, do you really think she'll want to stay with you after she finds out about the mental disorder you've kept hidden from her?"

The words spilled out of her mouth in her anger.

Immediately, there was tension in the air. Bessalyn couldn't breathe. It was as if all the air had been sucked out of the room.

Realizing she shouldn't have used Su Ziyue to provoke him, Bessalyn tried to backtrack. "I meant…"

"Shut up!

Marry Me Quick Chapter 694-Bessalyn was upset but didn't want to poke the bear any further.

She remembered an incident that had happened in that same parking garage. She and Muchen had seen Ziyue and Yunan in the dark. She had asked out loud if there were a chance Ziyue would fall in love with Yunan. Muchen had given her the death glare. The next time she mentioned Ziyue, Muchen would strangle.

Which was why she did not think it was a good idea to antagonize him anymore.

But her curiosity could not be denied. She may not have majored in psychology, but she wanted to know more about Muchen's unique situation.

Setting aside her own feelings for Muchen, his heritable mental disorder was reason enough for her to be attracted to him.

His mental disorder had frequent flareups, but every time it happened, Muchen managed to seize control of himself and recover.

During their therapy sessions, he would somehow make her feel emotionally invested. It surprised and scared her.

When Bessalyn came to, she rolled down all four windows to let the cold night air in. Hoping it would calm Muchen.

She started the car back up, "Let's go back."

She was met with silence. She had gotten used to it.

…

In the days following, Ziyue would arrive early at the office to find a drawing in her pile of papers. The drawings would tell a story with every piece she collected.

Him smashing a reporter's camera. Both of them arriving at the Civil Affairs Bureau. Her spilling a glass of wine…

They were memories from a long time ago, but she remembered them as if it happened yesterday.

Ziyue couldn't deny it was working on her.

Less talk and more action.

This was both Muchen's weakness and strength.

He never explained himself but would do things to make her happy and hope she would forgive him. Ziyue could never stay mad at him.

But he went too far this time. Ziyue wasn't going to let this go that easily.

Muchen had told her he would take care of Chuan. Before two days had passed, Ziyue received news about Chuan.

Instead of seeing Chuan himself, Ziyue received news of him from someone she would never expect.

Ziyue compiled the comics she had received from Muchen and organized them with paperclips. She kept them somewhere safe.

The phone rang.

"Yes?" Ziyue answered.

"Ms. Su. Someone claiming to be your friend wants to see you. She said…" The receptionist hesitated.

"What did she say?" Ziyue arched an eyebrow.

"She said she has information on Chuan for you…"

Ziyue tensed up. "Send her up." She ordered.

…

Holding her documents tightly, Nan Ke walked down the hallway to Ziyue's office. She bumped into Gu Hanyan coming the opposite direction when she arrived at the door.

It was December. They were in the middle of winter. It snowed every day in Yunzhou, and the winds were frigid and unstoppable. It got colder and colder by the day.

And yet Hanyan was wearing a dress with a knee-length wool coat over it. The coat didn't look like it'll do much to keep her warm in this weather. Her legs were bare and long, finished with a pair of stilettos. She looked extremely seductive.

Ke never liked Hanyan, and she liked her even less after everything that had happened.

Ke stopped and frowned at Hanyan.

Hanyan was about to enter Ziyue's office when she saw Ke standing there. "Long time no see, Ke." Hanyan grinned at her.

She was acting so sweet and friendly to Ke.

It made Ke want to throw up.

Ke frowned even harder. "Why are you here?" She asked warily.

Hanyan's reputation had suffered, and there was a stain on her name in the industry. But she would have higher chances of making a successful comeback here in Country J than in Country Z.

And with how persistent the paparazzi were back home, they would swarm her if news of her return were leaked. Everything she did would become front-page news.

Hanyan's reputation may not be what it once was, but she was still extremely famous. Any news about her would sell.

However, there was no sound of her return this time. There must be something else at play.

Ke had guessed Hanyan's reason to return within a couple minutes of seeing her.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm just here to catch up with Ziyue. We're old friends, after all." Hanyan said while walking towards her.

Ke couldn't stop herself from taking a step back.

Hanyan's expression tensed before she forced herself to relax.

She straightened her hair and raised her chin defiantly before opening the door to Ziyue's office.

Ziyue had been deep in thought ever since receiving the call.

The door opening interrupted her thoughts. She turned to see Hanyan entering, with Ke following behind.

Ke looked at Ziyue questioningly, and Ziyue tried to reassure her.

Hanyan took in Ziyue's office design and layout, completely ignoring Ziyue.

Ziyue immediately understood Hanyan's presence must mean Chuan's whereabouts must have something to do with Gricy.

She thought back to the receptionist telling her that the person she was meeting had information on Chuan.

Even though she hated the sight of Hanyan, Ziyue forced herself to be polite, "Have a seat."

Hanyan, seemingly realizing that other people were in the room, spun around in surprise and gasped, "Oh my! I hope you don't mind. It's just been a while since I saw this place."

"Say what you came to say. You don't need to pretend in front of me. I'm not going to fall for it." Ziyue leaned back into her chair calmly, with no sign of impatience.

Placing the documents on the table, Ke glances at Ziyue warily.

Ziyue looked up at her. "You may go. Miss Gu and I need to have a conversation."

Ke nodded. She turned to walk out the door when Hanyan blocked her path.

"Where are you going? Don't you want to hear what I have to say about your brother?" Hanyan spoke slowly, almost slurring her words at some point. Ke found her irritating.

But she perked up at the mention of Chuan.

Forcing herself to look unbothered, Ke said, "You came to talk to Mrs. Qin, not me."

She quickly excused herself.

The concern Hanyan was pretending to have for Ke went straight out the window. "Muchen's dogs are quite loyal, aren't they?" She sniggered

Marry Me Quick Chapter 695-Ziyue raised her eyebrows. She kept her anger to herself.

"It's totally fine if you're happy being Gricy's dog, but please don't group us all together with you. I'm sure we'd much prefer staying human."

Ziyue's sharp wit left a wound in Hanyan's pride.

Hanyan glared at her, "You are nothing more than a quick tongue. Besides that, what else can you do? You're nothing without Muchen!"

"That's where you're wrong. Even without Muchen, I am Su Ziyue." Ziyue stared at her head on, quieting the burgeoning anger in her chest.

Whatever the situation she was in, be it richer or poorer, Ziyue was always aware of who she was.

One must never lose sight of themselves. Do not be led astray. Do not hide who they are. And always be their true selves.

Hanyan wasn't wrong. Without MUchen, Ziyue may have never risen to popularity that quickly. She won't be known as the wife of LK Group's chairman. She may never have gotten a chance to enter Mogwin Castle. She probably would never hear of Gricy nor get involved with them. It was unlikely she'd meet someone like Aika too.

But even living a life of normality without Muchen, she was proud of who she was. She was Su Ziyue, and there was nothing wrong with that.

Hanyan, on the other hand, had succumbed to her desires and had driven herself deeper and deeper into the darkness.

She had lost sight of herself. She probably couldn't even recognize who she was anymore.

Women's conversations were full of passive aggressiveness. This was how toxic women could be.

Hanyan was sly. She picked up what Ziyue had meant without any prompting.

She'd thought among them, Ziyue would be the one to get upset by her taunts. To Hanyan's surprise, she was the one who was triggered.

"That's quite the bark you got there!" She sneered.

"Thanks for the compliment, but…" Spinning a pen within her fingers, Ziyue said breezily, "Just say what you came to say. I have a company to run."

Cutting to the chase, Hanyan told it to her straight, "Go to Country J if you want to find out what happened to Chuan."

"No can do. I'm too busy." Ziyue denied her outright.

"Didn't you just say they were different from me? You'll abandon them when they cease to be useful to you!"

Besides Muchen being absolutely in love with Ziyue, Hanyan hated her for her upright, unswayable moral compass.

It was as if she had never felt any guilt for doing anything wrong ever.

Hanyan did not believe that was possible. Everyone must have done something wrong at least once in their lives. It was one of the reasons she hated Ziyue. Hanyan thought her to be a hypocrite.

"You must have spent so long under their thumb that you've forgotten all about free will. Should I go to Country J just because you told me to? Why do I have to do as you say? Have you also been suckered into believing Gricy is all-powerful?"

After a slight pause, Ziyue continued, "That's right. Who exactly are you speaking for? Gricy? Or…"

She stared unblinkingly at Hanyan. A long silence ensued before Ziyue broke it once more, "Or did you come on behalf of the Earl of Augsburg?"

Hanyan immediately tensed up.

Ziyue threw her pen aside and clasped her hands together. "I have an appointment. There's the door." She said coolly.

She picked up a phone and called her secretary, "Please escort Miss Gu out."

The order was so direct that Hanyan could not take it as any other meaning but for her to 'Get the f*ck out.' Her pride was already in shreds, and the person escorting her out had also arrived.

As soon as Hanyan was gone, Ziyue's calmness dissolved.

Her earlier confidence was but a front to trick Hanyan.

Muchen had also told her to stay out of Chuan's business, and since Ziyue had chosen to trust in Muchen, she would not be swayed by Hanyan's provocations or show signs of worry and anxiety.

"Mrs. Qin, can I come in?" Ke called from the other side of the door.

Even though she was well aware of Ziyue and Muchen's divorce, she knew it was just a formality. Sooner or later, they'd remarry, and she'd have to return to calling her "Mrs. Qin".

Ziyue was startled at her voice. She knew why Ke was here.

After some thought, Ziyue answered, "Come in."

The room seemed to shrink when Ke entered. She walked up until she was across Ziyue with the desk between them. She didn't say a word.

Ziyue knew Ke wanted to know about her brother.

ZIyue thought long and hard before making up her mind. "Muchen did not die. I saw him. I told him about what happened with Chuan. He told me he'd take care of it. However, he couldn't reveal himself yet."

She watched Ke's reaction.

Ziyue watched the myriad of expressions on Ke's face change from shock to finally ending at relief. Ziyue could finally let out the breath she had been holding in,

The Nan siblings' faith in Muchen was more unshakeable than she had thought.

Ke had suspected Muchen had survived from what Jingshu had said earlier. However, she was still surprised to hear Ziyue had met him. "So, when is he coming back?"

"It should be soon." Ziyue pursed her lips in thought.

She didn't know when Muchen would return.

Ziyue still felt a little uneasy even though he promised her they would ring in the new year together.

Maybe her nerves had become frayed from everything that had happened…

Ke left after finding out about Chuan…

…

Hanyan's return hit the news at noon.

Photos of her smiling and waving at the camera were all over the news. She smiled easily and naturally, a complete one-eighty from the embarrassment and anger she had shown Ziyue before.

With Hanyan's beauty and acting skills, it shouldn't be a problem for her to return to acting.

Ziyue scrolled through the comments online. Most of them were still cursing her out. The number of comments increased by the second.

It's true what they say. There's no such thing as bad publicity.

Ziyue turned off her computer and got ready to leave for lunch.

She bumped into Yunan who was waiting for her at the entrance.

He leaned against the car. His tall figure and charismatic energy caught the attention of every female in the vicinity.

Ziyue wanted nothing more than to avoid him, but Yunan had already seen her.

Marry Me Quick Chapter 696-Ziyue had not seen Yunan since their fight at Lumiere Jade House a few days ago.

She did not know why he had come knocking.

Now that he'd seen her, Ziyue had no choice but to go over.

"What's wrong?" Ziyue asked when she reached him. She straightened her collar so that it stood a bit higher.

It was freezing, and the biting wind only made it worse.

He looked at his watch and asked, "Have you eaten?"

They were standing in the middle of the way, and people were trying to walk around them. Noticing this, Ziyue said, "No. Let's have lunch."

They might as well save time discussing what Yunan had in mind over lunch.

Yunan wouldn't have come looking for her if he didn't need her help.

They found a restaurant and were quickly seated.

Without any pretense, Ziyue quickly ordered and handed Yunan the menu.

Yunan ordered and put down the menu. "What's wrong?" Ziyue promptly asked.

She had barely said ten words to him since meeting him at LK Group's entrance and now sitting in the restaurant. And four words were repeats of 'What's wrong?'.

Was the only reason he could come looking for her was if something was wrong?

Speaking of which, they had departed on bad terms the last time. And because of that, he shouldn't have any reason to come looking for her.

Her increasing annoyance towards him only solidified his thoughts. It was also the reason he was here.

"Are we still business partners?" Yunan asked Ziyue sincerely.

Ziyue thought about it before answering, "Sure."

"Since you still think of me as your business partner, isn't there something I should know?" Yunan placed a photo in front of Ziyue.

Ziyue glanced at him before picking up the photo.

It was dark and blurrily taken. But there were two unmistakable silhouettes of people.

Ziyue brought the photo closer. Squinting her eyes, Ziyue examined the photo before putting it back down.

"Get to the point, Mr. Bai."

She looked at him as if she genuinely had no idea what he was talking about.

Yunan's expression tightened, but the waiter arrived with the food before he had a chance to speak.

He had no choice but to wait until the waiter left.

"Be straight with me. Is the man in the photo Qin Muchen?" He whispered after the waiter had left.

The photo must have been secretly taken a few days ago when she had met with Qin Muchen.

"You have quite the talent. Have you thought of a career in reporting?" Instead of giving him an answer, Ziyue smiled sweetly at him.

Yunan frowned. One of the reasons he hated women was because of their tendency to beat around the bush. They had the profound ability to find all sorts of excuses for anything and then drag innocent people into the fray.

Women were just annoying.

He decided to be frank with her. "Qin Muchen is alive. And you met with him. Why didn't you tell me about this?"

"Why does it matter if I choose not to tell you? You found out about it, didn't you?" Ziyue shot back.

Yunan's face darkened at her retort.

"What do you mean by that?" He asked sullenly. His patience with her was stretched thin.

Ziyue regained her composure and said calmly, "Mr. Bai when we first became business partners, I told you everything as a sign of faith in your abilities. But you haven't found a single thing since then. As for my husband, I can choose who I share this information with. Besides, our goals were made clear in the very beginning. I wanted information on Muchen, while you wanted to know more about Gricy. So what does my choosing not to tell you about Muchen have to do with our agreement?"

Yunan's hands were clenched into fists. He was enraged. "So you're tossing me aside after you used me? I have never allowed anyone to take advantage of me like this before!"

"How long has it been since we first agreed on this? And since then, have you found anything about Qin Muchen? Haven't I told you everything I know about Gricy? Now let me ask you this, who is taking advantage of the other?"

One of the reasons Ziyue did not want to see Yunan was because she did not trust him.

But she had no choice. With Muchen missing, she had exhausted all her options to find any trace of him.

She only agreed to work with Yunan because he was powerful and had more contacts than she did.

What did this prove? It proved that Yunan had been spying on her!

Great minds think alike. They did not need to exchange words to know the other had reached the same conclusion.

Yunan understood what Ziyue had left unsaid.

Embarrassment colored his cheeks before it quickly went away.

"I wasn't always spying on you. It only started after the incident at the bar. I sent Jingshu to test you. He was supposed to tell you that we received news about Muchen, but he saw you with Muchen. He was too vigilant. Since then, my people have been watching you, but we never saw him again."

Yunan told her everything he did. It was as if he was the mastermind behind everything, but he no longer found the need to hide this and told Ziyue the truth.

What's done is done. He was a man. And a man owned up to his actions.

Ziyue was surprised Yunan decided to come clean to her.

She paused to regain her thoughts. "We both had our reasons for working together. I admit, and you know, I agreed to work with you because of your power and abilities. But both last time and now, you failed to deliver on the assignment. Were all the stories I heard of you made up? Or could they be another reason?"

Ziyue's impression of Yunan was no longer the same as before. He took his job seriously. With his power and abilities, there must be a reason why he could not find any information at all.

Yunan's ears perked up as if he had heard someone calling his name, "You're saying I might have a traitor on my side?"

Ziyue neither confirmed nor denied. She started to eat.

From that moment, she only responded when necessary

Marry Me Quick Chapter 697-To Yunan's surprise, he could sense Ziyue's unspoken thoughts despite her silence.

As a seasoned leader in the army, he possessed a sharp eye and had confidence in himself.

Never once did it occur to him that there would be a spy in his team. Hence, the revelation of a spy within his team shattered his pride in his ability to pass accurate judgment.

More often than not, a man would value his dignity and pride more than anything else – understanding that fact, Ziyue chose not to expose him.

Yunan watched her enjoy her food with a thinly veiled shock before finally saying awkwardly, "Catch you later."

Ziyue didn't even look at him when she responded, "Sure."

Yunan was about to pay the bill when the waiter glanced at Ziyue as he explained, "We usually deduct the bill from Mrs. Qin's membership each time she's here."

Is Ziyue my natural enemy? I feel so meek in front of her.

Though annoyed, he didn't direct his anger on her.

In the end, he left morosely.

On the other hand, Ziyue felt her appetite significantly improved the moment Yunan was gone. She finished her dish and went back to work happily.

The moment she stepped into her office, she saw Nan Ke standing immobile in the middle of the room without any inkling of what she had been up to.

"What's…" She entered the room and shut the door. It was only at that moment she saw Muchen sitting behind the table. "…wrong?" she completed the question a second later.

Muchen was completely dressed in black, including the shirt underneath his coat. The first two buttons were undone, revealing an inch of his alluring neck.

He was unusually pale, but his eyes bore the same unfathomable depth.

He sat straight in his chair, displaying his usual demeanor in the office.

"Did you have a good lunch?" he asked nonchalantly.

"It was alright." She nodded blankly, still processing the situation.

Why is he here? It's right in the middle of the day.

His face darkened upon hearing her reply, but she had no idea what she had done wrong.

Muchen glared coldly at her as he instructed Nan Ke, "Get me a cup of iced coffee."

Ziyue returned to her senses and immediately interjected, "Don't give him that. A glass of water will do."

After recovering from the shock, Nan Ke looked at both of them. Then, she quietly brought a glass of water to Muchen.

Right after that, she fled before he could unleash his temper.

Finally, he's not acting like a lifeless doll. Still, his temperament and his manner remain exactly as before.

Muchen looked at the steaming hot water and pursed his lips.

With an arch of an eyebrow, he commented, "Not bad. Everyone in the office takes your order now."

Ziyue kept her eyes on him as she walked past the desk to reach him. She seemed to have him trapped with one hand on the desk and the other on the back of the chair.

In the past, he had been doing the same to her.

Since he was sitting down, she towered over him.

Lowering her gaze to look at Muchen, she felt power throbbing in her veins.

"That's right. Everyone in the company listens to me since I'm the biggest shareholder now – thanks to you." There was a hint of taunting in her voice.

Muchen looked at her with interest.

"Is that why you refused to serve me coffee?" he asked, smirking.

His tone was conversational, as though they had been discussing the weather. Regardless, Ziyue could hear a tinge of melancholy in his voice as though she had mistreated him.

Just as Ziyue was about to straighten her back, the door opened.

It was Nan Ke, who was about to pass some important documents to her. The moment she saw Ziyue's domineering stance with Muchen, she stuttered, "O-ops. S-Sorry, please continue…"

She shut the door and went away swiftly.

Ziyue retracted her arm awkwardly. She didn't mind being with Muchen as long as it was private. She couldn't stand the feeling of their private moments being exposed.

Looking at the annoyance on her face, Muchen pulled her into his embrace.

"Why did you stop? Didn't Nan Ke just ask us to continue?"

Ziyue snorted.

"Continue what?"

"What you were about to do to me, who knows?" Muchen raised an eyebrow and smiled at her. A whirlpool seemed to have stirred in his eyes, pulling her to him.

Grabbing her hand, he said coolly, "I'd like to keep it professional, but you started this first."

What's wrong with him? How could he say these words without blushing?

She had no plans to proceed further with him, but she blushed when she heard that.

She struggled from his embrace in frustration.

However, it had been a while since Muchen was with her. After all, he was no saint, so he couldn't take the temptation any longer.

Su Ziyue wore a professional blazor, making it easy for Muchen to slide his hand into her shirt. His rough fingers found their spot on her waist, caressing her gently.

"Since you can enjoy lunch with another man happily, why can't I come here?" he spoke slowly, with a hint of a threat.

His feathery whisper seemed to warn her that he was about to do something if her reply wasn't satisfactory.

Ziyue's waist was rather sensitive to touch, causing her to shiver as soon as he laid his hand on her.

Nevertheless, she realized that he was jealous.

She raised her hand to stop him. "Why are you blaming me for everything? It's you who decided to come here. On top of that, Yunan was here to discuss work. Can you stop getting jealous for no good reason?"

This irritating habit of his has never changed!

Unexpectedly, instead of calming Muchen down, her words triggered him further.

He tightened his arm around her waist as he spoke, "Don't you know his plans for you?"

Ziyue's face turned grim instantly. "What do you mean, Muchen?"

Marry Me Quick Chapter 698-A sinister look flashed in Muchen's eyes. His jaw clenched as he ordered, "Say something."

Ziyue looked at him in shock. Judging from his tone, he's clearly accusing me of betraying him. When he asked me to stay away from Yunan repeatedly, I thought he was just being cautious, worried that he might use me in his business dealings. After all, Yunan is such a shrewd person.

Only then did she realize Muchen suspected a hidden layer that existed in the relationship between Yunan and Ziyue.

"Can you stop assuming that I'm having an affair with every single man I come across?" Such situations have happened countless times.

After that episode with Shichu, she kept a wary distance from men in general.

It was completely out of her expectations that Shichu harbored feelings for her. Hence, everything that transpired after that caught her completely off guard.

She was uncertain about Yunan's feelings for her, but she ventured a guess. After all, he was not an average man, and she was way beyond the age of feeling gleeful that someone fancied her.

There was no need to confirm his feelings for her; all she had to do was to stay cold and keep a distance from him.

Hence, she was determined that she had done nothing wrong and took offense in Muchen's interrogation.

"Do you think it's just an assumption?" he questioned, tightening his arms around her waist.

Ziyue frowned from the slight pain. "Is this the reason you came here today?"

Muchen looked at her deeply without uttering another word.

That was not the reason for his appearance, but as soon as he arrived, he saw her having lunch with Yunan.

When he did not respond, Ziyue attempted to pry his hands away to free herself, but he remained unfazed.

Upon seeing his unwillingness to come clean with her, her temper slowly rose.

"Let me go!"

She started struggling against his grip, punching and kicking him.

Never have I met a man as unreasonable as him!

Despite keeping his situation hidden from her, he had the audacity to accuse her of having an affair with Yunan.

Muchen hugged her tightly in his embrace with all the force within his body. With an arm tightly wrapped around her waist, he placed the other hand behind her head as he buried her head into his shoulders.

"Alright, alright. It's my fault – I'm sorry." He planted a gentle kiss on her hair.

Unbeknownst to Ziyue, his jaw had been tense as he tried to hold himself back.

Ziyue was easily appeased by his apology.

She pinched his chest and mumbled, "If you do it again, I might hook up with another man for real!"

"How dare you!"

"We'll see! Hmph!"

She couldn't see the expression on his face. After receiving no reply, she raised her head to look at him.

However, she was immediately silenced by a kiss.

Still enclosing her in a tight embrace, his warm breath landed on her face, intoxicating her.

It had been increasingly challenging for Muchen to hold himself back. When he was about to proceed further, Ziyue suddenly jerked to her senses and whispered breathlessly, "N-No… We're in the office…"

Muchen had already started unclothing her, revealing her fair, slender waist that caught his attention.

He could no longer hear nor care about Ziyue's protests as he was on the verge of losing control.

Similarly, his breathing sped up. Just as he was about to completely tear her clothes apart, she bit his chin hard, leaving bite marks on him.

Nevertheless, the pain only made him pause momentarily before he started another round of 'onslaught,' as though that was the sole task he had to complete.

We're still in the office. I can't allow him free reign – what if someone enters?

They continued to make out for a bit more. Ziyue shuddered from his intimate advances, but she spoke through gritted teeth, "I'm going to get mad if you continue."

Muchen planted a final kiss deeply as though he wanted to fuse himself with her before placing her on the desk.

Because of his movement, the chair was shoved away, letting out a loud screech in the process.

Ziyue's heart skipped a beat as she met Muchen's passion-infused gaze. As he reached out to her, she tried to evade him, unaware that his intention was simply to adjust her clothes.

She looked disheveled – the blazer was unbuttoned, and the first button on her shirt had also fallen off.

He straightened her clothes dourly. Their proximity to each other made Ziyue recall their make-out session seconds ago, and she slowed down her breathing as a result of that.

"Turn to the other side, please," Muchen suddenly instructed. Without any context, the sudden command confused her. Still, she turned around in shock.

Muchen arched his eyebrows at her.

After ensuring she looked decent, he placed his arms beside Ziyue and kissed her lightly.

"Just listen to me, alright?"

Then, he repeatedly gave her another peck on her lip, as though he was a little kid who had just discovered something new.

Ziyue frowned at him, thinking that there was something amiss with his request.

He didn't wait for her reply. Instead, he slowly passed her his phone.

"Make a call to yourself and save the number. You can call me anytime."

Ziyue was pleasantly surprised after hearing that; the odd feeling from moments ago had completely dissipated.

"Anytime?" She looked at him excitedly.

Her positive response cheered him up.

With a small smile, he nodded. "Yeah."

After receiving the confirmation, Ziyue punched in her numbers happily and realized that he had saved her contact as 'darling.'

She made a face at him. "Shameless."

While he's getting a divorce with me behind my back, he uses such an endearing term for me. He must be the most shameless man in this world.

Marry Me Quick Chapter 699-After Ziyue called herself using Muchen's phone, she took out her phone and saved his number.However, she shot a careful glance at Muchen when she was saving his nickname and edged the phone closer to her so he wouldn't be able to see it.He merely narrowed his eyes as he swept his gaze over her.She quickly entered 'the petty fellow without any shame' and put her phone away."I'm done. Here you go." With that, she returned his phone.He received it silently without any further questions.After a moment of silence, he asked solemnly, "So, who came to see you in the morning?""Hanyan. Didn't you see the news?"Hanyan was on the frontline that day. Muchen should know about this.Muchen merely frowned without any further comments.Ziyue immediately understood that somehow he had missed it.After all, it was not his personality to read the entertainment section of the news."Nope. But I know she's back."He walked to the French window and gazed outside.A moment passed before he turned back to Ziyue and asked, "What did you guys talk about?""What else could we talk about? She is still persuading me to go to Country J."Ziyue felt exasperated when she recollected her conversation with Hanyan earlier. Do I seem like a dumb person? Do they really think that I will give in after hearing her out? On top of that, they sent Hanyan instead of Enyang. The latter might've been able to make a more persuasive case."You didn't agree, did you?" Muchen looked at her solemnly."Of course not," she replied with a pout, her tone clearly revealing her dissatisfaction.However, she remembered something else. Be it Gricy or Yuchuan, Hanyan could build connections with them. Was it on Yuchuan or Gricy's orders that she sought me out? Perhaps it's more likely that Yuchuan was behind it. If I return to Country J, he will be the main benefactor; Gricy would only gain some intermediary benefits.She looked at Muchen for a long time without uttering a word."What's wrong? Just speak your mind.""I think…" she began hesitantly but decided to tell him the truth in the end."I think it might be Grandpa who asked Hanyan to see me. They are still unaware you're alive, let alone back in Yunzhou City. They must think that I'm at wit's end. If Nan Chuan falls into their hands, I will give everything I have to save him since he works for you."The more she analyzed the situation, the more likely her assumptions seemed conclusive.As she was engrossed in her thoughts, she didn't notice Muchen's grim expression when Nan Chuan was mentioned.He quickly recollected himself and replied, "Never mind what they say.""Okay."…Muchen left LK Group from the backdoor. He stayed vigilant when he got into the car.Not long after he left, his phone rang.Only a few people know my new number.He glanced at the caller – it was Bessalyn."What's up?" he asked coldly.Bessalyn's admiration for him was all gone, but it was still a sour point that he treated her like a nobody. After all, she was used to being popular with men."You went to Ziyue again? If this keeps going on, you have no chance of recovering," she stated the truth sarcastically.Even though he survived the plane crash, he injured his leg in the process. Though it was not a fatal wound, the signs of his hereditary psychiatric disorder were becoming increasingly obvious.There were times when he had no clue about his actions or behavior. Hence, he didn't dare to see Ziyue even though he only sustained a leg injury.While recovering, he had been in therapy with Bessalyn.The effects were minimal, yet it was worth a try."It's none of your business!""I'm your doctor now."Bessalyn finally realized how short-tempered and unreasonable he was after getting to know him."So what? I'm not groveling at your feet to ask to be saved," he replied disdainfully.Bessalyn was so irritated that she couldn't think of an immediate reply. After a few deep breaths, she calmed herself down before talking about the main reason behind the call."I heard the Earl of Ausburg has been resting at home due to an illness.""And?"Unable to help herself anymore, Bessalyn raised her voice. "It's obviously a ruse. He must be in Country Z now."I told him this piece of news out of goodwill, yet he didn't seem to be worried at all!"Perfect. I'm planning to meet him anyway," he said calmly."Aren't you worried that he might attack Ziyue?"Bessalyn knew the situation after saving Muchen. But, apart from that, it was quite apparent that Yuchuan didn't like Ziyue at all.In addition, it was unlikely that Yuchuan would let the vast fortune of LK Group fall to Ziyue. Bessalyn was positive about that.Hence, she didn't understand Muchen. It was out of her expectations that a man with such a foul temper was capable of loving another woman deeply.He knew what would happen and made the necessary preparations, giving the wealth and power he had accumulated his entire life to Ziyue.The surprise of such a revelation made it clear to Bessalyn that Muchen would never love anyone else.Whether she had the looks or the position was not important.Just the mere fact that she was Bessalyn and not Ziyue was enough.What an incredibly lucky woman.This was why she was willing to put up with Muchen."Don't worry about this. Thank you very much for your help all along, but it's better that we stop seeing each other. Please don't contact me anymore."With that, he hung up.Though grateful for her help, he no longer wanted her to be involved in his matters for fear of ruining his plans.Bessalyn looked at her phone before calling him again, but the number could no longer be reached.What a heartless man.She tried putting herself in different perspectives, but it was difficult to justify such behavior.With the phone in her hand, she sank deep into her thoughts.Suddenly, an idea occurred to her. She smiled and walked to the garage.She had indeed given up on him, and she felt touched by his love for Ziyue. However, the way he treated her was reason enough to pick a bone with him.

Marry Me Quick Chapter 700-As Yunan exited the Lumiere Jade House, a woman with gorgeous blue eyes blocked him.

The woman was beautiful and had a stunning figure.

She was tall, wearing high heels, and tilted her head slightly to meet Yunan's gaze. "Hello, Mr. Bai. Im Bessalyn."

She spoke in English, and Yunan quickly discerned that she spoke in a Country J accent.

A beautiful woman with an exceptional demeanor and, on top of that, a country J citizen. Narrowing his eyes, Bai Yunan realized that her identity was anything but ordinary.

Suppressing his impatience, Yunan asked, "What can I do for you?"

Bessalyn felt a hint of satisfaction. She and Qin Muchen had been tracking Yunan all along. She had gained some understanding of Yunan from their tireless search.

She was confident that Yunan wouldn't ignore her. So without beating around the bush, she said, "I won't take up much of your time. I want to talk about Su Ziyue."

In the second half of her sentence, she spoke in the language of country Z, although her accent was a bit peculiar. Nevertheless, Yunan quickly caught the three words "Su Ziyue."

His expression turned serious, and he carefully scrutinized Bessalyn before taking a step forward. "Follow me."

He led Bessalyn back to his car.

"Go ahead," he said.

Bessalyn raised an eyebrow and smiled, looking gorgeously enchanting, but Yunan was not fazed by her beauty. Perhaps it was due to his military background and family that he didn't favor Western women who were exuberant and passionate. He preferred women of country Z who appeared delicate but possessed extraordinary strength deep down.

Women of country Z were known for their gentleness and grace, yet they could also be strong-willed. It was a contradiction that many men found appealing.

Bessalyn's expression remained unchanged but was slightly shaken deep inside. She knew that Yunan was no ordinary person. In some aspects, he was even more challenging to handle than Muchen.

Muchen was undoubtedly a businessman who weighed his interests and possessed formidable means. However, he was extremely persistent when it came to romantic relationships, to the point of being somewhat obsessive.

Yunan, on the other hand, came from a prestigious family and possessed the iron will and pride of a soldier. Regarding romantic relationships, however, he wasn't as persistent or clear-cut as Muchen, at least not to their understanding.

Bessalyn was bright and had a keen sense of judgment from a young age. Even when dealing with Muchen, she could quickly rein in her feelings when necessary, displaying reason and sensibility.

Although Yunan was challenging to deal with, she knew she couldn't afford to provoke him.

Without beating around the bush, she looked at Yunan and said, "Qin Muchen and Su Ziyue have already divorced."

"Divorced?" Yunan repeated, not believing what she had said.

Bessalyn raised a hand and said earnestly, "Absolutely true, I swear to God. What I'm telling you is the truth."

Yunan's expression quickly darkened. "How do you know, and why are you telling me this?"

Hearing Bessalyn's revelation about the divorce between Ziyue and Muchen, Yunan finally felt a tremble in his heart.

However, he did not take his guard off this woman. He did not want to underestimate this woman who came out of nowhere.

"I am from country J. My father is Marni, a partner of LK Group for almost ten years. Qin Muchen and Su Ziyue divorced when they were in Country J. As you know, partners in cooperative relationships tend to pay attention to each other's movements. My father happened to find out about their divorce unintentionally," Bessalyn explained.

Seeing how attentive Yunan was, Bessalyn paused momentarily and continued, "Shortly after their divorce, Qin Muchen encountered an incident. I believe there may be some connection between the two."

She knew Yunan was cautious, so she couldn't reveal that Muchen was still alive.

All she needed to disclose to Yunan was the divorce between Muchen and Ziyue. Given Yunan's character, he wouldn't easily give up once he had his eyes on a woman. She felt somewhat relieved thinking about Muchen having to deal with this formidable rival.

Little did she know, she had underestimated Yunan.

Observing Bessalyn momentarily, he suddenly pulled out a gun and pressed it against her head. "Take me to see Qin Muchen," he demanded.

"What?" Bessalyn was caught entirely off guard. This was different from what she had anticipated.

"Don't make me say it a second time. I don't care how wealthy your family is, or whether it is within the territory of country Z, I can make you disappear without a trace."

Yunan's face darkened as he stared at her, the gun tightly pressed against Bessalyn's head.

Feeling the chilling sensation of the gun against her temple, she knew she was in immense danger.

"I don't know where he is," she admitted regretfully. Finally, at this moment, she realized that she couldn't handle either Muchen or Yunan. She should have thought it through before hastily going after him.

With more force, he pressed the gun further into her temple and warned, "Since you know who I am, you know you can't fool me."

"You…" It turned out that Yunan had seen through her from the very beginning.

Muchen opened the apartment door and brought in the items he had bought at the market. Then, he took them out individually and placed them in the refrigerator leisurely.

After returning to Yunzhou City, the place he settled in was the small apartment Ziyue had bought with her own money.

It was the same apartment they lived in after getting engaged.

Every nook and corner here held memories of him and Ziyue. Where else would he live if not here?

The apartment had been vacant for a long time and wasn't in an upscale neighborhood, making it difficult to attract attention.

Safe?

He furrowed his brows, closed the refrigerator, and walked to the window to look down.

Looking down from the seventh floor, he could vaguely see a few men in black suits lurking by the flowerbed.

They appeared a few days ago, but he had been avoiding them, so he hadn't noticed them until now.

They would probably leave after waiting for another two days.

By then, he would return to Cloud Bay. The thought of returning to the Cloud Bay villa soon gave him something to look forward to.

He turned around to get a cigarette and was about to light it when the doorbell rang.

The only person who would come to see him now was Bessalyn.

Hadn't he already made it clear to her not to come?

She had been giving treatments to him for so long without any results, and besides, he had a strong endurance. He had never acted abnormally in front of Ziyue.

So he believed his condition wasn't that serious.

The doorbell wouldn't stop ringing. He had no choice but to walk towards the door.

Looking through the peephole, it was indeed Bessalyn.

Mustering up his patience, Muchen opened the door and asked, "What are you doing here again?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yunan's tall figure emerged from the side, "Mr. Qin, long time no see."

As he recognized the person, Qin Muchen's face immediately darkened.

He glanced at Bessalyn, his gaze piercing like daggers.

Bessalyn couldn't help but shiver. She shouldn't have been so foolish to save Muchen in the first place, and she shouldn't have gone after Yunan.

Now, she has offended both sides and couldn't even afford to assure her own safety.

Muchen let go of the doorknob. "Mr. Bai," he said indifferently, as though everything was normal.

"Won't you invite me in to sit down, Mr. Qin?" Yunan smugly smiled.

Without saying a word, Qin Muchen turned and walked inside, with Yunan following behind him. Neither of them paid any attention to Bessalyn.

Bessalyn was never foolish but couldn't calculate as flawlessly as Muchen. She was in a difficult situation, with her life at stake. If she were to escape back to Country J, Muchen might come after her later to settle the score. Her only choice now was to find Ziyue.