Marry Me Quick

Chapter 735

Chapter 735 Feeling Like a Princess

Ziyue had no doubt that Xiyi had heard her calculated words meant for him.

These men were incredibly egotistical, each surpassing the previous one. Did Xiyi honestly think Ke would sit around waiting for him simply because she liked him? Well, he would be sorely disappointed!

Acting like she hadn't noticed Xiyi, Ziyue maintained her smile and continued to fan the flames, "Ke is beautiful and capable. I'd be head over heels for her in no time if I were a guy."

Just as Muchen walked into the dining room, he caught the latter part of Ziyue's sentence. Raising an eyebrow, he sat beside her and looked at her with a teasing grin, "Who's got you groggy and all smitten? Do spill it out."

Ziyue hesitated, unsure of how to respond.

Amusement danced in Muchen's eyes, and Ziyue felt as though he could see right through her. Even though she had purposely said that to provoke Xiyi, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed to get busted by Muchen. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Ziyue turned her head and discreetly gestured to Zixi.

The clever little Zixi quickly chimed in, "Mom, I'm hungry." Ziyue swiftly replied, "Oh, are you? Let's go and get you something to eat first."

Having said that, she went to plate some food for Zixi.

Muchen observed as Ziyue dished out the food for Zixi and earnestly reminded Zixi not to be selective with his meals. The latter turned his head and feigned innocence.

Did she actually believe he hadn't heard what she said?

Muchen was all ears.

So, she had plans to play matchmaker with Xiyi and Ke, huh? Whenever he wished for something, he would find a way to make it a reality.

Muchen glanced at the bottle of wine and handed it to Xiyi, saying, "Have a toast." Xiyi was known for his discipline in avoiding anything harmful to his health, except for those occasional late-night experiments. But since Muchen offered it personally, he couldn't refuse and reluctantly accepted the bottle of wine.

Then, Muchen handed another bottle of wine to Chuan and said, "I bet it's been a while since Xiyi and you had come together for a drink. Come, let's toast!"

Chuan's relationship with Muchen wasn't exactly friendly, so why should he be raising a toast with him? Chuan had a gut feeling that his boss was plotting something again. However, since it was Zixi's birthday today, he didn't want to ruin the atmosphere. He reluctantly went along with Muchen and kept downing glass after glass.

As the drinking session went on, Chuan grew increasingly animated. His frustration towards Xiyi, who had let Ke down, fueled his resentment; he deliberately forced a lot of wine onto Xiyi.

Xiyi wasn't much of a drinker, so his alcohol tolerance was relatively low. On the other hand, Chuan was a seasoned drinker, but the top-shelf liquor Muchen provided was too strong for him to handle.

As a result, both Chuan and Xiyi ended up getting completely wasted and stumbling around.

If Ziyue couldn't see through Muchen's intentions at this stage, she would be a complete fool. She discreetly tugged on the corner of Muchen's clothing under the table and asked, "What's your game?"

Muchen gave her an assuring look and turned to signal the servant, "Bring the cake over."

They sang a birthday song for Zixi while Chuan and Xiyi mumbled in a dazed state. Zixi made a wish and blew out the candles, and then Ziyue held his hand to cut the cake and share it with everyone.

The birthday celebration had wrapped up quite early.

Ziyue requested Muchen to arrange a driver to take Xia home first. With Chuan and Xiyi heavily under the influence, Ziyue glanced at Muchen, silently asking for assistance with the intoxicated duo.

Muchen instructed the servant to help Xiyi, but the latter immediately shoved the servant away and slurred, "Don't... touch me!"

That was because Xiyi had a germophobia and despised being touched by others.

Muchen frowned and turned to Ke.

Ke caught on to her boss' meaning and reluctantly walked up to help Xiyi. Surprisingly, instead of pushing her away, Xiyi leaned on her. Muchen seized the opportunity and said, "Could you please take Dr. Mo home? I'll arrange for someone to send Chuan."

Without giving Ke a chance to object, he signaled his men to carry Chuan into the car.

Ziyue couldn't deny that Muchen was cunning and crafty, but his deceitfulness was undeniably charming.

Ke had no choice but to go along with him and offer her support to Xiyi.

Once everyone had left, Muchen instructed the servant to take Zixi upstairs for a bedtime bath, leaving him and Ziyue in the hall. Finally, they had some privacy. Muchen pulled her into his arms and let out a contented sigh, "You still feel surreal to me."

Feeling his unease, Ziyue nestled against him and asked with concern, "What would make it feel real to you?"

Without hesitation, Muchen replied, "Give me a kiss."

Ziyue hesitated momentarily, but before she could respond, Muchen interjected, "Actually, forget it. I'll take matters into my own hands."

The word 'hands' lingered in the air as Muchen leaned in for a passionate yet tender kiss. It was as if he feared making Ziyue uncomfortable and had held himself back all afternoon.

With Chuan and the others around, there hadn't been a chance for such intimacy throughout the day. Ziyue drowned in his kisses as if in a ritual to celebrate her awakening.

When the kiss finally broke, both of them were left breathless. Ziyue blushed, her beautiful eyes shimmering with moisture. Even her voice, like a gentle stream, sounded soft and tender.

"Do you feel a bit more grounded now?" she inquired.

Muchen nodded with a smile, "Mm."

Seeing his serious response, Ziyue couldn't help but find him silly and burst into laughter. Muchen didn't seem bothered; he bent down and scooped her up in his arms.

"It's time to rest, Mrs. Qin," he declared.

Ziyue wrapped her arms around his neck and playfully pouted, "No, I'm Ms. Su now. We've divorced, remember?"

She still held a grudge over Muchen divorcing her without her knowledge or consent.

Muchen glanced at her, his eyes filled with emotions she couldn't quite decipher.

Thinking he might be upset, Ziyue was about to say something when she heard Muchen's simple response, "Mm."

Looking at Muchen's cold and reluctant response... No way that he wasn't upset!

Ziyue couldn't quite comprehend Muchen's demeanor. He gently guided her to the bed and planted a tender kiss on her lips, "I'll go and run your bath water,"

Feeling like a cherished princess, Ziyue appreciated the thoughtfulness. However, she still wanted to assert her independence and handle simple tasks like running her bath water.

"I can manage it myself..." Ziyue said.

"It'll be quick," Muchen interrupted, not giving her a chance to argue.

To her surprise, after preparing the bath water, Muchen lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bathroom. He proceeded to undress her... clothes. Despite their long-standing marriage, Ziyue couldn't help but feel her cheeks flush as she stuttered, "I can do it on my own."

"I've been bathing you for the past six months. What's different now? Are you telling me you don't need me anymore?"

Muchen then reached behind her and unzipped her dress.

Ziyue was left speechless.