Marry Me Quick

Chapter 689 Why? Are You Jealous?

Taken aback by his playful teasing, Ziyue blinked as a subtle mix of annoyance and embarrassment flickered across

her face. She retorted, "Dream on!"

Muchen said as he dotingly pinched her cheek, "I've been longing to kiss you, and now I can finally do it."

Ziyue glared at him. Smooth talker!

In that instant, Muchen pulled her closer and passionately captured her lips. His arm tightened around her waist as

he kissed her as if he wanted to devour her completely.

She winced and squirmed slightly as his intense grip caused her discomfort.

However, Muchen remained unperturbed by her feeble resistance.

Having savored the taste of her lips to his heart's content, he eventually let her go.

Even in the dimly lit room, he could see the crimson blush on Ziyue's cheeks.

Under his intense gaze, Ziyue lowered her head. After regaining her composure, she turned to him and began

probing, "Was it you that I saw at the café that day?"

"Mm."

"Zixi said you bought him a cake and even drew a picture for him. Is that true?"

"Why? Are you jealous?"

Startled by Muchen's teasing reply, she found herself at a loss for words.

She wasn't the slightest bit jealous!

How could she feel envy toward her own son over such insignificant things? Unlike Muchen, who used to get jealous

over a mere piece of steak.

Before she could respond, Muchen gently held her face and leaned in for another kiss, but Ziyue evaded him, "Cut

it out!"

"I'm being serious. I want to do serious stuff now."

He was incorrigible, and Ziyue felt powerless against his antics.

She reached out and covered his mouth with a stern face, "Mr. Qin, have you forgotten something?"

Muchen blinked, "What?"

Ziyue beamed an innocent smile and a subtle nudge. She uttered calmly and measuredly, enunciating each word

deliberately, "We've divorced."

Muchen's expression froze at her words. He was about to respond when a commotion erupted from outside.

In an instant, Muchen snapped into alertness and dashed to turn off the lights.

Before Ziyue could react, Yunan's voice rang out from outside, "How can you not know where your boss is?!"

Then, an unfamiliar voice responded, "Sorry, Mr. Bai. But we really haven't seen Mrs. Qin around."

"Then check the surveillance footage and see where she went!" Yunan raised his voice.

"Sorry, Mr. Bai, the surveillance at Lumiere Jade House requires authorization from the administrator..."

Ziyue finally made sense of the situation. Yunan was talking to one of the employees, and they appeared to be

searching for her.

Yet, she was right there all along.

Gradually, the voices outside grew fainter.

Muchen also caught wind of the conversation in the darkness of the room.

Although they couldn't see each other clearly, Ziyue could sense a shift in his demeanor.

"Stay away from that Yunan guy," he cautioned, opening the door abruptly and making his exit.

Ziyue reacted and rushed out, but Muchen had disappeared without a trace.

She frantically scanned the empty corridor, hoping to catch another glimpse of him. However, no matter how hard

she searched, Muchen was not in sight.

Ziyue gently caressed her still-warm cheek, finding it hard to believe he had come to see her just a moment ago. If

it weren't for the lingering sensation on her lips, she might have questioned whether it was all a dream.

Suddenly, Yichen's voice jolted her back to reality, "Mrs. Qin, where have you been? We've been searching for you

everywhere."

Ziyue turned her head, perplexed, "What's the matter? I was just taking a moment in the private room."

Ziyue decided to keep Yichen in the dark about seeing Muchen, and she wasn't even sure why she did it. She felt it

was better to keep it low since Muchen had visited her secretly. As for why Muchen had gone off the grid and

avoided the public eye, she assumed he had his own good reasons.

Even though she had many unanswered questions and some lingering resentment towards him, Ziyue couldn't deny

the subconscious urge to protect Muchen. And it was a conflicting feeling that left her feeling stranded.

Yichen glanced at the private room behind her and shrugged, "It's alright. As long as you're safe, that's all that

matters."

Ziyue nodded, grateful for his understanding, "Sorry for causing everyone to freak out. Just let 'em know I'm

heading back, and they can call off the search party."

Ziyue left immediately after speaking. She scanned around as she made her way out, hoping to find Muchen. But

Muchen seemed to have vanished into thin air. How did he appear and disappear like a ghost? Even though she was

still mad at him, seeing him safe and sound finally liberated her troubled heart.

Stepping out of the elevator, Ziyue unexpectedly ran into Yunan emerging from the opposite elevator.

Upon spotting her, he paused briefly before striding toward her, gripping her arm, "Where the h3ll have you been?

Everyone's been searching high and low for you."

Ziyue pursed her lips, recalling the recent incident in the private room with Muchen. Putting a composed facade,

she said, "Oh, thanks for the help at the bar earlier, by the way."

Unbeknownst to her, Yunan furrowed at her words. "I'm asking you. Where have you been?"

Ziyue was on the verge of losing her temper. She never liked Yunan, and now that she knew Muchen was safe and

sound, her anxiety had finally settled. But she couldn't help but snap at Yunan, "Let go of me. If you have something

to say, use your d@mn mouth. No need for unnecessary physical contact."

Yunan let out a disdainful snort, "What an ungrateful woman!" and released her arm.

He had initially planned to leave. He was already on the road, but a nagging feeling compelled him to turn back.

Yet, Ziyue was nowhere to be found.

He genuinely cared about her well-being, but look at how she responded?

Ziyue's voice conveyed irritation as she retorted, "I already thanked you. What more do you want?" Then, she

turned and continued walking towards the exit.

Ziyue had no interest in engaging with Yunan. Their previous interactions were solely due to their collaboration on

Gricy's case. But now that she knew Muchen was safe, she wanted nothing to do with Yunan.

A lump formed in Yunan's throat. He must have lost his mind. Why did he come back and cause trouble for himself?

Apart from being slightly prettier than others, this woman seriously lacked grace and gentleness. He must have

been blind to have wasted so much time and effort on her.

Yunan let out a helpless sigh and hurriedly followed Ziyue. With his height advantage, he took large strides and

caught up with her in no time.

As he glanced at her, he couldn't help but notice her slightly swollen lips.

The lighting wasn't ideal, so he hadn't noticed until now, up close.

Yunan expression darkened, and he again reached out to grab her arm.

Sensing his intentions, Ziyue swiftly sidestepped, evading his grasp.

She glared at him, "Mr. Bai, please behave."

Yunan sneered, "Oh, I should behave? Yet, here you are. With your husband missing and whose body hasn't been

able to be located, already moving on to another man. So, tell me what you know about behaving yourself?"