Marry Me Quick

Chapter 649

Chapter 649 Important Person

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

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

However, Muchen didn't say a word.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

An epiphany came upon Ziyue.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Even though Muchen had his walls up, he would only let his guard down in front of Ziyue. That was how she got closer to his inner thoughts and feelings. Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The company gathering involved all the management staff.

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

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

Nevertheless, it made everyone there thrilled to bits.

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

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

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

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

Ziyue refuted him softly, "Muchen."

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

His last word lingered for a few moments.

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

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