- Novel-Eng
- Romance
- CEO & Rich
- Billionaire
- Marriage & Family
- Love
- Sweet Love
- Revenge
- Werewolf
- Family
- Marriage
- Drama
- Alpha
- Action
- Adult
- Adventure
- Comedy
- Drama
- Ecchi
- Fantasy
- Gender Bender
- Harem
- Historical
- Horror
- Josei
- Game
- Martial Arts
- Mature
- Mecha
- Mystery
- Psychological
- Romance
- School Life
- Sci-fi
- Seinen
- Shoujo
- Shounen Ai
- Shounen
- Slice of Life
- Smut
- Sports
- Supernatural
- Tragedy
- Wuxia
- Xianxia
- Xuanhuan
- Yaoi
- Military
- Two-dimensional
- Urban Life
- Yuri
Chapter 639 Will I Live?
Ziyue entered the elevator and leaned against one of the walls. She massaged her temple to calm herself. She
recalled the words Enxue said and doubted if Enxue and Shichu were dating. However, she also knew it had nothing
to do with her. She would bless them if they were in a genuine relationship. She wished Shichu the best despite the
circumstances. She did not want to see Muchen confronting Shichu again.
Ziyue was more concerned about the other thing Enxue said. Enxue had mentioned that she had alerted her when
Muchen took Shichu away, but Ziyue did not. Although she wanted Muchen to release Shichu, she did not tell Enxue
anything. Telling Enxue would be the same as informing Enyang. She would be betraying Muchen if she did, so she
wouldn't do something like that.
When Ziyue thought about Muchen's mutterings to himself and what Enxue had said, she deduced that someone
must have reported to Enxue under her name. It was probably also why Enyang suddenly appeared that day.
Muchen had grown suspicious since he saw her in a hotel after she was saved by Shichu from Hanyan when
Muchen was in the hospital. He wouldn't listen to her explanations and had doubts about her. His condition
worsened, and he went to abduct Shichu…
After that, his suspicions grew when someone used her name to report to Enxue, allowing Enyang to find Shichu.
Ziyue convinced herself it was because Muchen was sick and only believed in himself. She accepted that he
wouldn't trust her because of his uncertainties. Moreover, he suspected she and Shichu were purely platonic. It
caused him to lose trust in her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt meant someone was behind all this. The person wanted distrust to fester between her and Muchen to the point of
rotting.
What is this person's motive? Is it to break us apart…?
Ziyue suddenly remembered Hanyan saying something along the lines of her living well. Her tone was sarcastic, as
though Ziyue shouldn't be happy.
Could it be Hanyan? But why would she? Is it because of her unrequited love for Muchen?
Ziyue shook her head. No, it can't just be that. Hanyan hates us; she probably wishes us to be unhappy.
'Ding!'
The sound of the elevator arriving at Muchen's floor brought Ziyue back to her senses. She inhaled deeply and
gathered her thoughts. Once she was calm, she entered Muchen's office.
Muchen was buried in work when she walked in. He snapped his head at the door when he heard it open but
relaxed when he saw Ziyue, then slightly frowned.
"What's wrong?" Ziyue noticed the minute changes in his expression. She placed the things in her hands on his
table and asked again, "What's wrong?"
"You're twenty minutes later than usual." Muchen raised his watch for her to look at the time.
Ziyue was slightly shocked. She never checked the time, so she hadn't realized that she had always come at the
same time.
"Am I?" Ziyue grinned. She started to arrange the lunch boxes on his desk. She placed a box filled with salad before
him and said, "Have some salad."
Muchen didn't have a good digestive system, so she made it a habit to ensure he had enough greens.
Muchen ate some salad and noted the leaves weren't as crisp. He knew Ziyue never paid regard to the time
whenever she brought him dinner, but humans were creatures of habit. She would develop the habit of coming at a
certain time even if she did not heed it.
When she got home, how long she prepared dinner, how long it took her to come back to the office; these were all
things that had turned into a routine.
Muchen noticed that whenever Ziyue brought him dinner, she would always be on time, give or take five minutes.
However, she was twenty minutes late today. The salad had become soggy. Muchen gathered that she must have
bumped into someone or something before arriving at his office.
He raised his eyes to look at her, but she seemed calm, as though nothing was out of the ordinary. He slightly raised
one eyebrow but didn't comment.
…
During the weekend, Muchen had to work. Ziyue wanted to follow him, but Muchen rejected her.
"Go shopping with Ke if you're bored," he said, leaving Ziyue at home.
"Who will bring you lunch if I go shopping? What about dinner"? Ziyue pouted.
Muchen was at the door when he heard her. He turned around to look at her, "I'll get one of the
servants to bring it if I want a home-cooked meal."
"But it wouldn't be cooked by me." Ziyue tried to reason as she walked to him.
Muchen chuckled, causing Ziyue to glower in embarrassment.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe leaned down and pecked Ziyue's forehead. "What should I do then? I'll just have to bear with it and eat what the
servants cooked. Don't worry about me and enjoy your shopping. I'll be done soon," Muchen sweetly said with a
smile.
He seemed to be in a good mood, and it infected Ziyue.
"Alright then," Ziyue beamed.
Muchen patted her head once more before leaving. The smile on his face vanished the moment he stepped out of
the building, and it was replaced with frigid strictness.
Ziyue watched him until he was far off in the distance and returned to her room.
I'm not interested in shopping, though. I'm more interested in meeting Hanyan.
Although the perpetrator behind the series of events was uncertain, Ziyue was sure Hanyan had a hand in many of
the events.
Does she think Muchen and I will sit and endure this silently? Muchen has been busy lately; he doesn't need to know.
Ziyue brooded over the matter, and a plan started to form in her mind.
It would be too easy to deal with an outdated star like Gu Hanyan.
Ziyue grinned and went to her room to call Ke.
…
"Mrs. Qin, why did you want to follow me to this gathering?" Ke asked Ziyue as she drove.
She had quite a predominant position in LK Group and knew the importance of socializing. She didn't mind Ziyue
accompanying her but did not know if Muchen was aware.
Will I be alive if Mr. Qin finds out?