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Chapter 490
Ziyue's expression changed slightly upon hearing that.
Muchen invited Yuchuan?
Her discomfort only lasted briefly. After all, Yuchuan is the only living relative Muchen has. Provided that they didn't
count Zeyang because they're only half-siblings.
With that thought in mind, it seemed reasonable to him to invite Yuchuan to the party.
Nevertheless, she was still quite defensive toward Yuchuan.
After all, he was partly the reason for what happened in the past.
We've been through a lot. Apart from being separated from Muchen for two years and suffering a lot because of
the misunderstandings. The rest… doesn't seem to be a big deal.
She walked into the main hall worriedly. As soon as they arrived, Muchen said, "I'll have a look here first. I'll leave
you to bring Zixi to the private room."
"Sure," she replied and did so. She didn't like such events anyway.
…
As soon as she sat down with Zixi in the private room, Xia and Jingshu arrived.
"Ziyue!"
Upon hearing Xia's voice, Ziyue looked toward the door.
Xia was wearing an evening gown. She did her hair and had on exquisite makeup, making her look more elegant
than usual.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtZiyue was happy to see her friends. With a huge smile, she said, "You guys are here!"
Jingshu returned her greetings, then he went to play with Zixi.
He walked over to the little boy, who was struggling to insert a straw into a milk carton.
He crouched before him and cooed, "If you let me drink some of it, I'll put it in for you."
Zixi remembered Jingshu and understood the words, so he immediately gave Jingshu the milk carton. "Drink."
After putting the straw into the milk, Jingshu passed it back to Zixi, who took a huge gulp. Then, he noticed that
Jingshu was still looking at him, so he gave the milk back to him.
Jingshu also took a huge sip, forgoing all manners.
Xia couldn't help pouting when she saw this. "Look at him — he's a grownup, yet he still wants to fight kids over
milk."
Ziyue turned around and smiled at her. "He's just teasing him. Why are you so upset?"
Xia merely snorted and sat down next to Ziyue.
She suddenly remembered something and said, "Why didn't you guys announce earlier that you are throwing such
a big party for Zixi? I didn't prepare anything at all — even this evening gown was bought at the last minute. I didn't
have time to look at other stores, and I don't even know if I got a good deal."
What should I say? That I only knew about the news a few days ago as well? Ziyue thought.
She couldn't bring herself to say that.
"We're too busy. I just came back from a business trip to Jingcheng City. The preparations were all done by Muchen
alone," she explained apologetically.
Jingshu scooted over and shook his head. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. I don't think Muchen was right this time around. You guys
are married, but you haven't even had your ceremony. Yet, he planned a huge birthday party for his son first."
Upon hearing that, Ziyue froze.
That's right. I almost forgot that we hadn't even had our ceremony yet.
Seeing that Ziyue didn't look good, Xia quickly hit Jingshu. "Can you just shut up?"
"What's wrong with what I said? Things shouldn't be this way. If it were me — Ouch! Good luck finding a husband
with such violent behavior!"
"I'll just be on my own then. There's no problem with that! I don't need your concern— "
They started squabbling with each other.
Zixi looked at them curiously before chuckling out loud.
Ziyue knew that they were both fooling around with each other, so she didn't plan to be the peacemaker.
After all, she was lost in her own thoughts. If Jingshu didn't bring up the subject, she wouldn't even think about it.
At this moment, her phone rang.
Zixi heard it and turned his head to point at her bag. "Phone…" he mumbled.
Ziyue caressed his head. "That's right. Someone is calling Mommy. You are so smart, Zixi; you even know this."
She took out the phone from her bag and realized it was from Shichu. A smile slowly spread on her face.
She sent him the invitation two days ago.
Hugging Zixi in her arms, she picked up the call. "Shichu, are you here?"
"I'm at the hall, but I only see Muchen. I can't see you anywhere." It was a bit raucous on his end.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmZiyue stood up and Zixi to Xia before walking outside. "I'm resting in the private room. Give me a minute — I'll go
over now."
Shichu agreed and hung up the phone.
Even though there were many people in the hall, Shichu stood out in his black suit. Hence, she quickly spotted him.
"Shichu." She approached him from behind.
Instead of greeting her, he was slightly stunned when he turned around, losing his usual composure. After a while,
he said, "Hey."
"Zixi is still in the room. Would you like to see him? He looks dashing in a suit." To her, Shichu was like her family.
He nodded. "Sure, but we have to wait for another person."
"Who is it?" she looked at him, puzzled.
At that very moment, a familiar figure appeared in her gaze. It was Enxue.
Because of her focal point, Enxue only saw Shichu when she walked to them. "Dr. Lu," she said with a smile.
When she got closer, she noticed Ziyue's presence.
She froze before saying, "Mrs. Qin."
"Ms. Lin." Ziyue glanced at both of them.
They…
Shichu quickly explained, as though he could read her mind, "Ms. Lin has been staying in the hospital for too long,
so she wanted to hang out somewhere else. Since she has gotten better, I brought her out. Plus, you guys know
each other."
Ziyue nodded. "I see."
However, she noticed the crestfallen expression on Enxue's face upon hearing Shichu's explanation.
It seemed like she had feelings for him, but he didn't return the sentiments.