Marry Me Quick

Chapter 737 Changing to Other Benefits

Ziyue snatched a pillow and hurled it at Muchen.

Jerk! How dare you tease me like that!

She had simply mentioned the proposal casually. A proposal was a significant ritual between two individuals who

were in love, symbolizing the man's genuine intentions. However, between her and Muchen, they had already gone

through so many things together. Their love had taken root and thrived like a strong tree. They had loved and

trusted each other deeply.

She didn't really place much importance on the proposal. After enduring so many hardships, nothing was more

important than being able to stay with each other.

Muchen caught the pillow effortlessly, bursting into laughter and bending over with amusement.

Ziyue gave him a side glare, wondering what was so hilarious?!

Muchen placed the pillow aside and moved closer, squatting before her and taking her hands, "How about we go to

the Civil Affairs Bureau later and register our marriage again?"

"Now? Why the sudden rush? I'm not feeling well." Ziyue defiantly let go of his hands. Did he conveniently forget

that he had just teased her? She had willingly accepted his marriage proposal, and he had the nerve to laugh at

her! And now he wanted them to go to the government office for a remarriage? No way!

Divorce might have been a piece of cake, but remarriage was a whole new ball game.

Muchen's expression changed when he heard her say she wasn't feeling well. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

Seeing his concerned look, Ziyue couldn't bring herself to tease him again.

"Alright. Alright. Let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau and get married again!"

Muchen realized that Ziyue was just upset about him laughing at her.

"I wasn't laughing at you. I was just happy, very happy. I've never been this happy before."

Since she willingly accepted his proposal, Ziyue had this overwhelming desire to fast-track their marriage.

And Ziyue was right about one thing—Muchen was equally eager to remarry her. Despite knowing in his heart that

Ziyue's love was unwaveringly devoted to him, he couldn't help but harbor concerns that someone might try to

whisk her away or challenge him for her affection. Hence, they decided to visit the Civil Affairs Bureau that day to

reapply for their marriage certificate.

As Ziyue walked out, clutching the red marriage booklet, a thought suddenly crossed her mind, and she forcefully

released Muchen's hand. She hadn't settled the score with him yet!

"Qin Muchen, you've been warned… if we ever go through another 'divorce,' it won't be easy for you to remarry..."

Muchen was startled. His tone showed a subtle hint of nervousness, "There won't be a next time. Not in this

lifetime."

"You better do!" Ziyue's resentment from their previous divorce still lingered.

With conviction, Muchen vowed, "I promise you, I'll keep my word!"

True to his character, he had never once broken a promise he made to Ziyue.

"And furthermore, no matter what lies ahead, you can never hide anything from me again! Swear it, swear it right

now!"

Ziyue had endured enough of Muchen's hidden secrets.

Understanding Ziyue's concerns, Muchen had taken the time to reflect on his actions.

"I swear, if I ever keep anything from you again, it'll be the end of me..."

Ziyue quickly interrupted him, "Forget about such extreme statements! I want your promise to always be open and

honest with me."

Without hesitation, Muchen vowed, "I promise you, I won't let you down!"

Ziyue chuckled, "Since you're being so compliant, maybe I'll consider giving you a raise."

After all, all of Muchen's assets were in her hands.

Even if they remarried, unless explicitly stated otherwise, the properties he had previously given her were

considered her personal belongings.

Muchen's smile suddenly held a deeper meaning, "In our relationship, you can trade that raise for other perks, you

know?"

Ziyue instantly grasped the underlying implication of his words.

"Are you not embarrassed to say that in public?!"

"What's the harm? As an employee of this company, is it too much to ask for extra perks or benefits?"

Ziyue brushed off his prying questions and walked straight back to the car.

Muchen followed suit and entered the car, continuing, "I'm serious. I don't even need a raise. Just a small token of

appreciation or benefit would suffice, you know..."

Ziyue turned her head to gaze out the window, tuning him out and pretending not to hear what he said.

As for the so-called 'perk and benefit,' Muchen wasn't rushing to claim it.

In the following days, he kept himself busy nursing Ziyue's health and researching various nutritious recipes.

Over time, Ziyue noticed her body transitioning from a slim figure to a slightly more curvaceous one.

Unable to bear it any longer, she vented her frustration at Muchen, insisting they go for a daily walk to combat the

weight gain.

Before agreeing, Muchen insisted on taking her to the hospital for a thorough examination.

However, the next day, Muchen realized they had an uninvited companion—Zixi, the little tag-along.

"Mom, which one looks better, this one or this one?"

Muchen hadn't noticed that Zixi had suddenly become so concerned about his appearance and looking good.

"No matter what you wear, you look handsome!"

When Zixi wasn't around, Ziyue would shower Muchen with compliments about his good looks. But now…

Zixi blushed and excitedly responded, "Hmm, I'll wear this one. It's the same color as Mommy's clothes."

"Okay."

Ziyue affectionately tousled Zixi's hair and helped him change clothes.

Meanwhile, Muchen, waiting at the door, glanced at his all-black outfit and then at the mother and son donning

matching light green attire. He wrinkled his forehead.

Hmm… I do not have any light green colored clothes...

With a stern expression, he walked over to Zixi's closet and tossed black and white striped clothes onto the bed.

"Wear this instead."

Ziyue made a disapproving face, "Not that one; the light green outfit looks great on him. It suits his skin tone."

Muchen cast a quick glance at Zixi and said in a monotone voice, "This one is stain-resistant."

Zixi sensed the underlying threat in his father's tone, but he also knew his father was afraid of his mother. That

realization gave him a surge of courage. He pouted and tugged at his clothes, saying to Ziyue, "Mommy, I really like

this one."

Ziyue, showering her son with affection, hugged him tightly and planted a kiss on his cheek. "Let's go with this one;

no need to change."

Zixi cast a triumphant glance at Muchen.

Muchen furrowed his brow. This little tag-along had started to challenge and undermine his authority.

It had been a while since Zixi had gone out to play with both of his parents, and it was clear that he was the

happiest among the three of them.

He looked at Muchen, whose face and clothes exuded a gloomy aura, and felt sympathy for him being left out in

different-colored attire. So, as Zixi was drinking water, he deliberately spilled it, wetting Muchen's clothes.

Startled, he exclaimed, "Oops, I accidentally got Daddy's clothes wet."

Muchen glanced at him, unable to determine if his son was being overly dramatic or genuinely clumsy.

Consequently, the family of three had to make a trip to the mall to buy new clothes for Muchen.

Whenever Zixi spotted a store selling light green clothes, he would enthusiastically dash toward it.

"Mommy, this one has the same color as ours!"

He then winked at Muchen.

However, Muchen deliberately ignored Zixi's sly eye-batting, choosing not to partake in silly nonverbal

communication with him.

He glanced at his son and turned to Ziyue, asking, "What do you think of this one?"

"Hmm, you should try it on and see if you like it."

Ziyue was surprised by Muchen's choice since he didn't typically fancy vibrant color clothing.