Marry Me Quick

Chapter 529

Ziyue knew what Muchen meant by 'going to work in the office' was the headquarters of LK Group.

LK Group's headquarters was in Country J.

However, she wanted to know how long they were going to stay and when they could go home.

But she didn't.

She didn't know if her question made Muchen feel uneasy. Their team lost badly in the game.

Ziyue saw her poor performance in the game and said weakly, "It's my fault for being so bad…"

Muchen put his cell phone at the side and pulled Ziyue into his arms. "Do you want to go back to Yunzhou?"

Ziyue nodded honestly. "Yes."

She really wanted to return to Yunzhou.

Her friends, favorite food, and the weather she knew were there in Yunzhou.

But with the current situation, she couldn't do whatever she wanted.

Muchen turned to look at her and saw the disappointment on her face.

"You can go back after a few days. Jingshu is a man, and I don't think he can take good care of Zixi. Kids need their mom." Muchen's voice was gentle.

He thought about how he had grown up with his mother by his side when he was young.

Even if he didn't have a father's love, he grew up soundly because of his mother's proper teaching and guidance.

Mothers were essential to kids.

"Really?" Ziyue's eyes lit up when she heard what he said.

After that, her eyes dimmed because she realized he had said 'you' and not 'us.'

He meant to let her return alone.

The delight on her face dwindled, and she asked him, "What about you?"

"Of course, I must stay here and deal with other matters," Muchen explained indifferently. No other emotion was heard in his voice.

Ziyue quietened.

Although she genuinely wanted to go home, Muchen would be alone once she left.

She used to think Muchen was all-powerful in the past, but after what had happened, she realized that Muchen was only human. There were times when he was careless.

Furthermore, she could feel that he didn't like the Mogwins.

He had a bad temper. If she left, there wouldn't be anyone to comfort him if he was upset.

Ziyue wiggled in his arms and turned to face him. "If I leave first, when can you go home?"

Muchen let go of her and let her move. He wrapped his arms around her again once she was comfortable. "As soon as possible."

Although he was speaking, his hands were busy.

As Ziyue was in his embrace, she looked at him gently. She was so warm, fragrant, and soft. He couldn't resist.

Muchen bent down to kiss her. He pulled her waist closer, so she was against him while his other hand supported her head as he deepened the kiss.

When it ended, the two were gasping for air.

Muchen carried her and walked to the bed.

Ziyue continued asking him stubbornly, "How soon will that be?"

She didn't believe the matter could be solved so easily.

Even though Muchen acted relaxed, she still felt a fierce undercurrent behind the scenes.

She had never been in contact with such nobility. However, her intuition and common sense of twenty- something years told her the matter wouldn't be solved so smoothly.

Muchen put her on the bed and was gently kissing her lower jaw. He said hoarsely, "Don't you know after we've done it so often?"

Ziyue was startled before she came to her senses. He deliberately twisted her words.

She was slightly annoyed and reached out to push him. "I'm being serious."

"What I'm doing is also serious." Muchen's expression was urgent, and his hands were busy peeling off her clothes.

Ziyue pushed his hands away hastily. "Stop it. I'm going to get angry if you keep doing this."

He always avoided talking about critical things.

"What if we give Zixi a younger sister? I'll spend the rest of my life with you, so I want a daughter." Muchen stopped as he smiled and looked at her. He had an incredibly gentle expression.

Upon seeing him like that, Ziyue couldn't get angry.

"Does your silence mean consent?" Muchen smiled, and his eyes were deep.

Before Ziyue could say anything, he continued what he was doing.

…

When everything ended, and Ziyue came to her senses, she suddenly realized Gareth had done it inside…

"Do you really want to have another child?" Ziyue asked.

"Of course." Muchen kissed her and said half-jokingly, "I want a daughter to spoil."

Ziyue punched him lightly when she heard it.

But she knew better than anyone that it wasn't the right time to have another child.

They currently had no control over their lives. It wasn't the right time to get pregnant.

If she was pregnant, it wouldn't be convenient to do anything.

Getting pregnant, giving birth, recovering postpartum, and caring for the child. It was a long process, and they had to do it under more stable conditions, at the very least.

But Ziyue saw hope flicker across Muchen's eyes, and she couldn't bear to turn him down. She nodded and said, "Okay."

Hearing it, Muchen couldn't help but kiss her lips deeply. He didn't need to say anything.

It seemed like he loved teasing her, so he said, "Mm. You said it. Don't get jealous next time."

"Do you think I'm as jealous as you are? I won't be jealous of my daughter." Ziyue couldn't help but glare at him.

After that, she laughed. Her eyes were bright. "Do you think I'm as immature as you are? You're even jealous of Beef."

Muchen immediately pounced on her unhappily when he heard it. There was a menacing tone in his voice. "Who is jealous of Beef?"

Ziyue felt his actions and begged for mercy at once. "It's me. I'm jealous of Beef."

Muchen only let go of her after that. It was as though his expression was saying, 'That's more like it.'

Ziyue secretly thought the man was getting more shameless and childlike.

He was the one who was jealous of Beef in the past, but he pushed it on her.

"Hmm?" It was as though Muchen had eyes at the back of his head. He suddenly turned to look at her. Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Ziyue snorted coldly and turned away, ignoring him.

Muchen couldn't help but smile.

…

Time passed quickly while they were idle.

Soon came the day of the banquet.

Those who came to the Mogwin family's dinner banquets were mainly from the upper class. They were people with fame and power.

Ziyue had attended other banquets but never at an unfamiliar place. She couldn't help but be slightly nervous.

Furthermore, she had a premonition that the supposed free time with Muchen would end when the banquet started.