Marry Me Quick

Chapter 734 You&aposre Fine, He&aposs Not

The room came alive with the arrival of more guests.

Emerging from the kitchen, Muchen settled beside Ziyue.

Leaning in, Ziyue whispered in his ear, "Let's throw Zixi a birthday bash at our place."

Ziyue felt it was a bit odd and inappropriate to celebrate Zixi's birthday in the hospital, especially since she felt

healthy and was eager to discharge from the hospital.

At first, Muchen wasn't thrilled about it. But Muchen eventually agreed after having confirmed that Xiyi would be

tagging along. At the same time, he also wanted to please Ziyue and make sure she was happy.

It had been over half a year since they last went home. Muchen and Zixi had accumulated quite a stash of

belongings in Ziyue's hospital room, as the hospital had unwittingly become their second home.

With their sudden decision to go home, Muchen only packed the necessary and essential items. After all, they had

everything they needed at home.

So, apart from the ingredients Xia had brought over just now, Muchen didn't bother to pack anything and simply left

their belongings at the hospital.

Sitting in the car, Ziyue glanced out the window at the rapidly fading skyscrapers and bustling crowds. A profound

sense of joy and gratitude welled up within her.

Throughout the past six months of unconsciousness, she wasn't completely oblivious. At times, she could vaguely

perceive people talking and moving around her.

Yet, she constantly felt drained, preventing her from rousing from her slumber.

Now, as Ziyue recollected the scene of the car hurtling off the cliff, an overwhelming fear gripped her heart.

Knowing that Yuchuan was Lagos and fully aware of his motive, Ziyue realized that he had intended to harm

Muchen when she arrived at that place.

Muchen had treated Yuchuan like family, yet Yuchuan was willing to take his life for selfish desires.

Her abhorrence for Yuchuan surged instantaneously, without a shred of doubt.

As Ziyue reflected on the past, she realized that, aside from a slight sense of fear, she had no regrets.

Sitting beside her, Muchen couldn't help but worry when he noticed her staring out the window dazedly, "Are you

feeling alright?"

Ziyue turned to him and couldn't help but feel that Muchen was acting like an old nag.

"I'm fine." Ziyue held his hand and then turned her gaze back to the car window.

"After all these years in Yunzhou City, it's the first time I've truly appreciated the refreshing scent of the air here."

In a childlike voice, Zixi said, "But the air is colorless and odorless."

Ziyue laughed and praised him, "Wow, you know that. You're so smart, Zixi!"

Zixi tilted his chin, eager to sit next to Ziyue.

He wasn't keen on being with Dad; he wanted to be by Mom's side.

Sensing his intention, Muchen shot him a subtle glance. In an instant, Zixi turned his head and pouted his lips,

feeling unhappy yet hesitant to disobey.

Ziyue observed the scene and lightly nudged Muchen.

Putting on a puzzled expression, Muchen looked at her, pretending to be clueless.

Ziyue gave him a stern look and waved to Zixi, saying, "Zixi, come over to Mommy."

"Yay!" Zixi responded cheerfully, crawling towards Ziyue's side using his hands and feet.

"Zixi!"

He deliberately ignored Muchen's calling.

In Zixi's heart, despite Dad's somewhat improved temper, Mom was still his favorite.

Ziyue held Zixi in her arms, feeling his increased weight.

She turned her head and spoke to Zixi, creating a harmonious and warm scene.

Muchen pursed his lips, opting not to argue with Zixi since he was still a child. The father and son duo continued to

give each other the cold shoulder until dinnertime.

While others bustled around, serving dishes and pouring drinks, Ziyue pulled Xiyi aside and asked, "How has Muchen

been in the past six months?"

For some reason, Xiyi's tone conveyed frustration, "He's got a wife and a son, a happy family. What more does he

want?"

Ziyue was taken aback by his response. Is he upset?

Trying to diffuse the tension, Xiyi cleared his throat and said, "Don't worry about him. He'll be fine as long as you're

healthy. You don't have to bend over backwards just because you're afraid of upsetting him."

But Xiyi's underlying message struck Ziyue differently as if he was saying, "You don't have to worry about triggering

him; you can freely bully and provoke him..."

Ziyue had no idea how Muchen had managed to navigate the past six months or what he had been through.

However, according to Muchen himself, he was doing well now.

"So, you're saying he's fully recovered?" Ziyue probed.

"Well, you can say that," Xiyi replied with a severe tone, lending credibility to his words. Sensing Xiyi's somber

mood, Ziyue decided not to delve further and led Zixi to their seats.

Ke and Chuan were busy arranging the dishes while engaging in casual conversation. Chuan handed Ke a cup and

asked, "Do you think that guy is a good fit?"

Ke paused momentarily before responding, "He's a decent person. I think we could work out if we get to know each

other better."

Chuan chimed in, "You're not getting any younger; it's time for you to settle down with a man."

Ke retorted playfully, "Hey, you're older than me, so why don't you find me a sister-in-law first?"

Ziyue didn't follow through with their conversation, so she couldn't understand the whole picture. However, she

speculated that Xiyi's sour mood might be connected to the man Ke mentioned earlier, whom she believed could be

a potential match for her.

When Ke noticed Ziyue's inquisitive gaze, she let out an awkward cough.

As a recently awakened patient, Ziyue's curiosity got the best of her, and she casually asked, "Are you seeing

someone?"

"Nah. Lately, my brother has been pestering me, acting as if I'm going to die as a single lonely woman. Whenever

he comes across any successful and single men, he would set me up with..." Ke blushed slightly as she shared.

"I see..." Ziyue was taken aback to learn that the stoic Chuan had taken on the role of a matchmaker.

Chuan couldn't help but defend himself, saying, "I'm just looking out for her. She's already twenty-seven this year

and spends all her time working, with no..."

Whenever Chuan delved into Ke's lamentable lack of a love life, he would automatically go into a long-winded

monologue. Ziyue glanced at Ke sympathetically, realizing she couldn't offer much comfort considering she was

twenty-four... or rather, wait, she had been bedridden for over half a year, so she had turned twenty-five years old,

given a new year had gone by.

At twenty-five years old, she had a husband and a three-year-old son. Ziyue reckoned she didn't have words of

solace to offer to Ke, who was still single at twenty-seven.

Meanwhile, Chuan kept defending himself, "I'm not pressuring her to get married, but she should at least go on

dates!"

Ziyue nodded in agreement with Chuan and chimed in, "I actually agree with Chuan. Ke, if you come across

someone suitable, you should go out on dates. There's no need to rush into marriage. After all, it's all about fate..."

Before Ziyue could finish her sentence, she saw Xiyi making his way toward their table, his expression visibly severe

and irked.