Marry Me Quick

Chapter 698

Chapter 698 Please Listen to Me

A sinister look flashed in Muchen's eyes. His jaw clenched as he ordered, "Say something."

Ziyue looked at him in shock. Judging from his tone, he's clearly accusing me of betraying him. When he asked me to stay away from Yunan repeatedly, I thought he was just being cautious, worried that he might use me in his business dealings. After all, Yunan is such a shrewd person.

Only then did she realize Muchen suspected a hidden layer that existed in the relationship between Yunan and Ziyue.

"Can you stop assuming that I'm having an affair with every single man I come across?" Such situations have happened countless times.

After that episode with Shichu, she kept a wary distance from men in general.

It was completely out of her expectations that Shichu harbored feelings for her. Hence, everything that transpired after that caught her completely off guard.

She was uncertain about Yunan's feelings for her, but she ventured a guess. After all, he was not an average man, and she was way beyond the age of feeling gleeful that someone fancied her.

There was no need to confirm his feelings for her; all she had to do was to stay cold and keep a distance from him.

Hence, she was determined that she had done nothing wrong and took offense in Muchen's interrogation.

"Do you think it's just an assumption?" he questioned, tightening his arms around her waist.

Ziyue frowned from the slight pain. "Is this the reason you came here today?"

Muchen looked at her deeply without uttering another word.

That was not the reason for his appearance, but as soon as he arrived, he saw her having lunch with Yunan.

When he did not respond, Ziyue attempted to pry his hands away to free herself, but he remained unfazed.

Upon seeing his unwillingness to come clean with her, her temper slowly rose.

"Let me go!"

She started struggling against his grip, punching and kicking him.

Never have I met a man as unreasonable as him!

Despite keeping his situation hidden from her, he had the audacity to accuse her of having an affair with Yunan.

Muchen hugged her tightly in his embrace with all the force within his body. With an arm tightly wrapped around her waist, he placed the other hand behind her head as he buried her head into his

shoulders.

"Alright, alright. It's my fault – I'm sorry." He planted a gentle kiss on her hair.

Unbeknownst to Ziyue, his jaw had been tense as he tried to hold himself back.

Ziyue was easily appeased by his apology.

She pinched his chest and mumbled, "If you do it again, I might hook up with another man for real!"

"How dare you!"

"We'll see! Hmph!"

She couldn't see the expression on his face. After receiving no reply, she raised her head to look at him. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

However, she was immediately silenced by a kiss.

Still enclosing her in a tight embrace, his warm breath landed on her face, intoxicating her.

It had been increasingly challenging for Muchen to hold himself back. When he was about to proceed further, Ziyue suddenly jerked to her senses and whispered breathlessly, "N-No… We're in the office…"

Muchen had already started unclothing her, revealing her fair, slender waist that caught his attention.

He could no longer hear nor care about Ziyue's protests as he was on the verge of losing control.

Similarly, his breathing sped up. Just as he was about to completely tear her clothes apart, she bit his chin hard, leaving bite marks on him.

Nevertheless, the pain only made him pause momentarily before he started another round of 'onslaught,' as though that was the sole task he had to complete.

We're still in the office. I can't allow him free reign – what if someone enters?

They continued to make out for a bit more. Ziyue shuddered from his intimate advances, but she spoke through gritted teeth, "I'm going to get mad if you continue."

Muchen planted a final kiss deeply as though he wanted to fuse himself with her before placing her on the desk.

Because of his movement, the chair was shoved away, letting out a loud screech in the process.

Ziyue's heart skipped a beat as she met Muchen's passion-infused gaze. As he reached out to her, she tried to evade him, unaware that his intention was simply to adjust her clothes.

She looked disheveled – the blazer was unbuttoned, and the first button on her shirt had also fallen off.

He straightened her clothes dourly. Their proximity to each other made Ziyue recall their make-out session seconds ago, and she slowed down her breathing as a result of that.

"Turn to the other side, please," Muchen suddenly instructed. Without any context, the sudden command confused her. Still, she turned around in shock.

Muchen arched his eyebrows at her.

After ensuring she looked decent, he placed his arms beside Ziyue and kissed her lightly.

"Just listen to me, alright?"

Then, he repeatedly gave her another peck on her lip, as though he was a little kid who had just discovered something new.

Ziyue frowned at him, thinking that there was something amiss with his request.

He didn't wait for her reply. Instead, he slowly passed her his phone.

"Make a call to yourself and save the number. You can call me anytime."

Ziyue was pleasantly surprised after hearing that; the odd feeling from moments ago had completely dissipated.

"Anytime?" She looked at him excitedly.

Her positive response cheered him up.

With a small smile, he nodded. "Yeah."

After receiving the confirmation, Ziyue punched in her numbers happily and realized that he had saved her contact as 'darling.'

She made a face at him. "Shameless."

While he's getting a divorce with me behind my back, he uses such an endearing term for me. He must be the most shameless man in this world.