Marry Me Quick

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!