Marry Me Quick

Chapter 675 Relic

Ke saw how determined Ziyue looked and swallowed what she wanted to say.

Although Ke believed Muchen was most likely dead, she thought it would be better to let Ziyue continue believing

that he survived.

She needed the strength to deal with many more matters after this.

…

Since they decided to return to Yunzhou City, Ke speedily completed all preparations.

They returned to Yunzhou City that afternoon.

Jingshu sent someone to pick them up at the airport.

"Mrs. Qin, Mr. Bai has returned your son to Cloud Bay."

"I understand."

Ziyue nodded and entered the car.

Ke's eyes brightened with curiosity when she heard about Ziyue's son.

She had never met Zixi before.

Soon, the car stopped outside the villa in Cloud Bay.

Ke exited the car first and opened the door for Ziyue. Then, she followed Ziyue to the villa.

"Mommy!"

An adorable boy rushed out of the house before they could even step in.

Ziyue was stunned. Her expression was slightly stiff as she curved her lips into a smile.

She extended her arms toward Zixi. "Come here."

Zixi flung himself into her embrace and said happily, "Mommy, you're home!"

He had not seen his mother for many days.

One could see how much he missed her.

Ziyue lifted him and hugged his small figure tightly in her embrace.

She closed her eyes and tried to control the urge to cry. Then, she took a deep breath and smiled to appear

normal.

Zixi was astute. Even though he could not understand adults' concerns, he could sense people's emotions.

"Yes, I'm home. Did you miss me?" Ziyue asked softly and gently rested her chin on his small shoulders.

Zixi reached out and patted Ziyue's shoulder before replying sweetly, "Yes, I miss you every day."

"I miss you too." Ziyue calmed her emotions before letting Zixi go gently. Then, she turned to Ke and said, "This is

Ms. Nan. She is Mr. Nan's sister."

Zixi looked confused. Although he did not understand the word 'sister,' he still said politely, "Ms. Nan!"

Ke was surprised to see a mini version of Muchen and could not help but smile. "Nice to meet you. Zixi, you're so

adorable!"

She pinched Zixi's cheek gently.

Zixi obediently let her pinch his cheek. He frowned slightly and seemed a little unhappy, yet he obediently bore with

it. He almost melted Ke's heart with his adorableness.

Ziyue also noticed Zixi's expression and laughed before carrying him into the house.

Jingshu came to the door and saw Ziyue come in with Zixi. He glanced past her and noticed someone behind her.

"Hello, Ke."

Ke nodded. "Good to see you, Mr. Bai."

Then, they proceeded elsewhere to talk.

Ziyue handed Zixi to a maid before entering Muchen's study with the rest.

She sat in the chair behind Muchen's desk and glanced at the table. The table was still full of things Muchen usually

used. However, Muchen was nowhere to be found.

Ke initiated the conversation. "Someone leaked news about Mr. Qin's plane crash to the press and caused severe

decline in LK Group's share value. The situation is concerning."

Ziyue was in B City all this while and did not have the time to check the news. She did not know anything.

Still, she was not surprised by such matters.

She nodded. Her face was pale as she said, "I'll let Chuan handle LK Group matters."

Ziyue could only focus on searching for Muchen and could not bring herself to think about anything else.

Moreover, Chuan understood LK Group's business better than her.

Then, Jingshu brought up another matter.

He hesitated before saying, "My brother is in Yunzhou City. He wants to talk to you."

Ziyue looked up at him. "Yunan?"

Jingshu nodded.

Ziyue looked down and sank into thoughts. Then, she looked at Jingshu and replied, "You can tell him I will see him.

Let me know once he decides on the time."

The Bai family was an influential political and military family.

They were also investigating Gricy for its crimes in Country Z.

Since we share the same goal, why not collaborate with them?

Ziyue hated Gricy to the bone and wished for its utter destruction.

Jingshu noticed Ziyue's gaze gradually turn grim. He frowned and replied, "Sure."

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

Ke glanced at Ziyue and saw that she did not respond. Thus, she shouted at the door, "Come in."

A maid entered the study.

She sensed the tense atmosphere in the room and said nervously, "Someone called just now. He said he found

something. It… could be Mr. Qin's relic…"

'Bam!'

The pen holder suddenly fell from the desk. Ziyue stood up and shouted furiously, "Who said Muchen is dead! He's

not dead!"

The maid trembled with fear and did not dare to speak.

Ke immediately stepped forward and led the maid out of the room.

Ziyue was emotionally unstable. Ke had no choice but to talk to the maid outside.

After Ke left, Ziyue turned to Jingshu. "You should go home. I'm all right. Thank you for helping me with so much

these few days. I will find Muchen and bring him home."

Her face was pale as a sheet. She lost quite a lot of weight in the one week she was away and looked weak.

However, her eyes brightened, and she looked confident as she mentioned Muchen.

Jingshu also refused to believe that Muchen was dead.

He nodded and replied, "I will ask my brother to look out for news about Muchen."

He left after saying that.

Ziyue was finally alone in the study. She staggered and sat back in the chair.

Soon, Ke returned.

Her heart clenched when she saw Ziyue's blank expression as she sat motionlessly at the desk. Ke hesitated on

whether to tell Ziyue what the maid informed her.

"What did they find?"

Ziyue spoke out of the blue, causing Ke to jump in surprise.

Ke approached Ziyue and hesitated briefly before saying, "It was a photo."

Ziyue's eyes flickered. She looked at Ke and asked, "What photo?"

"I told them to photograph it and send it to me. It was a photo of you and Zixi." Ke's voice grew softer as she

observed how Ziyue's expression changed.

Ziyue suddenly appeared forlorn. Tears fell from her eyes.

Then, she tried to quiet down as she sobbed.

Ke suddenly realized she had never seen Ziyue shed a tear in the past seven days.