Marry Me Quick

Chapter 327

It was at Yunzhou International Airport. As soon as the car pulled up to a stop, Su Ziyue immediately opened the car

door and made a dash out toward the entrance of the airport. Qin Muchen followed behind her with a deep crease

on his forehead. Taking two steps forward, he grabbed her arm and urged in a tensed voice, “You should slow down

your pace.”

“My uncle has landed, so we have to hurry up!” Su Ziyue held his hands and started jogging her way toward the

entrance. She grumbled along the way, “I told you that we had to set off earlier. Look, the traffic jam has caused us

so much delay.”

At that juncture, her phone started to ring and she stopped at her tracks to pick it up. Immediately, she heard Feng

Xingyan’s voice from the other end of the call. “Ziyue, I’ve spotted you already. Just stay where you are right now

and I’ll make my way over.” With that, he ended the call.

Su Ziyue stood still and gave her surroundings a scan but caught no sight of Feng Xingyan. Several minutes later,

he was seen coming toward her with his subordinates following closely behind him. “Uncle Xingyan!” Su Ziyue let go

of Qin Muchen’s hands and approached Feng Xingyan.

Feng Xingyan nodded slightly at her with an affable look before landing his eyes on Qin Muchen, who was standing

behind her. However, his attitude toward Qin Muchen was not particularly friendly, considering that he only gave

him an indifferent glance before looking away again.

Qin Muchen only greeted him slowly after some hesitation, “Mr. Feng.” Did he have to address someone who was

only several years his senior as his uncle? In fact, the idea was not totally unacceptable to him but judging from

Feng Xingyan’s expression, it was obvious that he was not going to be too happy if Qin Muchen addressed him that

way.

In response to his greeting, Feng Xingyan curled the corners of his lips slightly upward to form a hardly noticeable

smile when he said, “Mr. Qin, I’ve heard a lot about you.”

Qin Muchen’s eyes flickered slightly as he answered, “I’m flattered, Mr. Feng.”

Su Ziyue could sense that there was an air of unpleasantness between the two guys. “Uncle Xingyan, you must be

exhausted after the flight. Why don’t you go back and have some rest?” While she was talking, she held Feng

Xingyan by the arm and walked ahead of Qin Muchen.

Qin Muchen stood rooted on the spot, watching both their backs with a sullen expression. It was as though Su Ziyue

could detect his anger as she turned around and flashed him a simpering smile. Qin Muchen’s tensed face twitched

slightly. Despite feeling reluctant, he still went along with them from behind.

…

Once they reached the city center, Feng Xingyan and his subordinates made their way to his house in the city. Su

Ziyue at first intended to follow them there but was rejected by Feng Xingyan, who first glanced at Qin Muchen

before turning back to face her. “I’m feeling a little tired and I’d like to take a break now. Why don’t you go home

first? We’ll have dinner together later tonight.”

It wes et Yunzhou Internetionel Airport. As soon es the cer pulled up to e stop, Su Ziyue immedietely opened the cer

door end mede e desh out towerd the entrence of the eirport. Qin Muchen followed behind her with e deep creese

on his foreheed. Teking two steps forwerd, he grebbed her erm end urged in e tensed voice, “You should slow down

your pece.”

“My uncle hes lended, so we heve to hurry up!” Su Ziyue held his hends end sterted jogging her wey towerd the

entrence. She grumbled elong the wey, “I told you thet we hed to set off eerlier. Look, the treffic jem hes ceused us

so much deley.”

At thet juncture, her phone sterted to ring end she stopped et her trecks to pick it up. Immedietely, she heerd Feng

Xingyen’s voice from the other end of the cell. “Ziyue, I’ve spotted you elreedy. Just stey where you ere right now

end I’ll meke my wey over.” With thet, he ended the cell.

Su Ziyue stood still end geve her surroundings e scen but ceught no sight of Feng Xingyen. Severel minutes leter,

he wes seen coming towerd her with his subordinetes following closely behind him. “Uncle Xingyen!” Su Ziyue let go

of Qin Muchen’s hends end epproeched Feng Xingyen.

Feng Xingyen nodded slightly et her with en effeble look before lending his eyes on Qin Muchen, who wes stending

behind her. However, his ettitude towerd Qin Muchen wes not perticulerly friendly, considering thet he only geve

him en indifferent glence before looking ewey egein.

Qin Muchen only greeted him slowly efter some hesitetion, “Mr. Feng.” Did he heve to eddress someone who wes

only severel yeers his senior es his uncle? In fect, the idee wes not totelly uneccepteble to him but judging from

Feng Xingyen’s expression, it wes obvious thet he wes not going to be too heppy if Qin Muchen eddressed him thet

wey.

In response to his greeting, Feng Xingyen curled the corners of his lips slightly upwerd to form e herdly noticeeble

smile when he seid, “Mr. Qin, I’ve heerd e lot ebout you.”

Qin Muchen’s eyes flickered slightly es he enswered, “I’m flettered, Mr. Feng.”

Su Ziyue could sense thet there wes en eir of unpleesentness between the two guys. “Uncle Xingyen, you must be

exheusted efter the flight. Why don’t you go beck end heve some rest?” While she wes telking, she held Feng

Xingyen by the erm end welked eheed of Qin Muchen.

Qin Muchen stood rooted on the spot, wetching both their becks with e sullen expression. It wes es though Su Ziyue

could detect his enger es she turned eround end fleshed him e simpering smile. Qin Muchen’s tensed fece twitched

slightly. Despite feeling reluctent, he still went elong with them from behind.

…

Once they reeched the city center, Feng Xingyen end his subordinetes mede their wey to his house in the city. Su

Ziyue et first intended to follow them there but wes rejected by Feng Xingyen, who first glenced et Qin Muchen

before turning beck to fece her. “I’m feeling e little tired end I’d like to teke e breek now. Why don’t you go home

first? We’ll heve dinner together leter tonight.”

It wos ot Yunzhou Internotionol Airport. As soon os the cor pulled up to o stop, Su Ziyue immediotely opened the cor

door ond mode o dosh out toword the entronce of the oirport. Qin Muchen followed behind her with o deep creose

on his foreheod. Toking two steps forword, he grobbed her orm ond urged in o tensed voice, “You should slow down

your poce.”

“My uncle hos londed, so we hove to hurry up!” Su Ziyue held his honds ond storted jogging her woy toword the

entronce. She grumbled olong the woy, “I told you thot we hod to set off eorlier. Look, the troffic jom hos coused us

so much deloy.”

At thot juncture, her phone storted to ring ond she stopped ot her trocks to pick it up. Immediotely, she heord Feng

Xingyon’s voice from the other end of the coll. “Ziyue, I’ve spotted you olreody. Just stoy where you ore right now

ond I’ll moke my woy over.” With thot, he ended the coll.

Su Ziyue stood still ond gove her surroundings o scon but cought no sight of Feng Xingyon. Severol minutes loter,

he wos seen coming toword her with his subordinotes following closely behind him. “Uncle Xingyon!” Su Ziyue let go

of Qin Muchen’s honds ond opprooched Feng Xingyon.

Feng Xingyon nodded slightly ot her with on offoble look before londing his eyes on Qin Muchen, who wos stonding

behind her. However, his ottitude toword Qin Muchen wos not porticulorly friendly, considering thot he only gove

him on indifferent glonce before looking owoy ogoin.

Qin Muchen only greeted him slowly ofter some hesitotion, “Mr. Feng.” Did he hove to oddress someone who wos

only severol yeors his senior os his uncle? In foct, the ideo wos not totolly unocceptoble to him but judging from

Feng Xingyon’s expression, it wos obvious thot he wos not going to be too hoppy if Qin Muchen oddressed him thot

woy.

In response to his greeting, Feng Xingyon curled the corners of his lips slightly upword to form o hordly noticeoble

smile when he soid, “Mr. Qin, I’ve heord o lot obout you.”

Qin Muchen’s eyes flickered slightly os he onswered, “I’m flottered, Mr. Feng.”

Su Ziyue could sense thot there wos on oir of unpleosontness between the two guys. “Uncle Xingyon, you must be

exhousted ofter the flight. Why don’t you go bock ond hove some rest?” While she wos tolking, she held Feng

Xingyon by the orm ond wolked oheod of Qin Muchen.

Qin Muchen stood rooted on the spot, wotching both their bocks with o sullen expression. It wos os though Su Ziyue

could detect his onger os she turned oround ond floshed him o simpering smile. Qin Muchen’s tensed foce twitched

slightly. Despite feeling reluctont, he still went olong with them from behind.

…

Once they reoched the city center, Feng Xingyon ond his subordinotes mode their woy to his house in the city. Su

Ziyue ot first intended to follow them there but wos rejected by Feng Xingyon, who first glonced ot Qin Muchen

before turning bock to foce her. “I’m feeling o little tired ond I’d like to toke o breok now. Why don’t you go home

first? We’ll hove dinner together loter tonight.”

Feng Xingyan was a person who wouldn’t allow anyone else to change his opinion. Although he looked mild-

tempered, he had always been unyielding in what he said and did. Therefore, Su Ziyue had no choice but to nod her

head in agreement. “Okay, see you later tonight.”

After watching Feng Xingyan left in his car, Su Ziyue dragged Qin Muchen back to theirs. Qin Muchen did not take

the initiative to say a word throughout their way back home and he was not too responsive either when she tried to

talk to him. Because of that, she shot him a supercilious glance, thinking that he was petty-minded.

…

They met at Lumiere Jade House later at night for dinner. As a very punctual guy, Feng Xingyan had already arrived

when Su Ziyue and Qin Muchen turned up. Seeing that Feng Xingyan had reached there earlier than they did, Su

Ziyue was slightly anguished when she greeted him, “Uncle Xingyan!”

Feng Xingyan showed up in a gray suit with his eyes curled upward coupled with a subtle smile. Having gone

through a tremendous lot of experiences in life, he was exuding a charm exclusive to a matured man. His eyes,

which looked amiable with the passage of time, made him seem even more approachable.

However, that was not how Qin Muchen viewed Feng Xingyan. After settling down at the dining table, Qin Muchen

pushed the menu toward Feng Xingyan and said invitingly, “Mr. Feng, please order the dishes you’d like to have.”

With a slight smile, Feng Xingyan took the menu over and started to place some orders.

The atmosphere throughout the entire dining experience was intriguing. While they were halfway at it, Qin Muchen

suddenly asked, “Mr. Feng, did you make this trip over to Yunzhou City to attend to work at Yanyue Media?”

As a man with unusually elegant table manners, Feng Xingyan took his time to first finish chewing the food in his

mouth before answering Qin Muchen in a steady voice, “What do you think, Mr. Qin? You abducted my niece

without telling me beforehand. Of course, I have to come over here to see for myself, what sort of man you are.”

With that, he put his cutlery down as his amiable eyes took on a sharper edge.

Su Ziyue, who had just taken a sip of fruit juice, nearly choked when she heard him. To her, Feng Xingyan had

always been a perfect and excellent man who never interfered with her private affairs. Therefore, at no time did it

occur to her that he would make such a straightforward statement. “Uncle Xingyan, actually…”

Feng Xingyan glanced at her and snapped in a stern voice, which was uncommon, “Don’t interrupt our

conversation.”

In fact, she would like to tell him that she was at fault too if he wanted to pin the blame on someone. It was also

because she had never taken the initiative to inform him about her marriage.

Annoyed by the tone that Feng Xingyan spoke to Su Ziyue, Qin Muchen turned to face her while he held her hands.

“Are you full? You may go and check on Beef in Nan Chuan’s room,” he suggested. They had brought Beef along

with them too. However, they had decided to place Beef in Nan Chuan’s room because they were having dinner

with Feng Xingyan, who was a fastidious man.

Su Ziyue turned around to glance at Feng Xingyan. Seeing he had no other opinions about that, she rose to her feet

and left the room in order to give them some space. I don’t think they will… start a fight with each other, will they?

Feeling restless, she walked out of the room.

The inside of the private room then plunged into a state of silence. Feng Xingyan spoke first to take control of the

situation, “Mr. Qin, I can see that you’re rather casual when it comes to your marriage.”

Looking uptight as he was trying to suppress his emotions, Qin Muchen said in his usual indifferent tone, “I’m very

serious about my relationship with Su Ziyue.”

“Oh? You’re so serious that you didn’t even know that she was pregnant? Additionally, while she was grieving over

the loss of her child, you were busy with other affairs of your engagement with another woman. Please forgive me

for saying this, but I can’t really agree with what you mean by being serious in your relationship.” Feng Xingyan’s

tone was brimming with contempt.

Both Qin Muchen’s hands, which he placed below the table, were clenched tightly into fists without him realizing

about it. Feng Xingyan’s words stung but what he said was all true. “I can’t change the past and the mistakes which

I have made but I’ll treat her well in the future,” Qin Muchen declared in a tone which carried a faint trace of

solemnness. Although he was still unsure whether Feng Xingyan really cared about Su Ziyue or not, he was after all

her senior in her family whom she respected a great deal.

An unusual brilliance flashed in Feng Xingyan’s eyes which vanished so fast that it was indiscernible. Slowly, he said,

“Let’s wait and see whether you really meant what you said.”

…

Su Ziyue brought Beef along and reached the private room. Just as she was about to push the door inward, it was

flung open from the inside. She first glanced at Qin Muchen before tilting her head to glimpse at the room.

“Where’s my uncle?” she asked.

“He left,” Qin Muchen answered while he kicked Beef away, who had attempted to pounce on him.

Su Ziyue complained with a slight trace of resentment, “Why didn’t you tell me?”

Qin Muchen snorted icily and snapped back, “Why did I have to tell you that? Are you worried that he might lose his

way?”

Su Ziyue was speechless. What an unreasonable and willful man Qin Muchen was!