Marry Me Quick

Chapter 745 Don&apost Regret

Xia finally felt better after applying the cream.

She saw her reflection in the mirror when she was washing her hands. After seeing how red her cheeks were, she

splashed some cold water on her face until it subsided.

Jingshu was helping himself to the food at the dining table. Perhaps it was because of the hunger – he seemed to be

in a rush, but he still looked elegant.

Xia had always thought Jingshu was just another rich kid from a well-off family until Yunan showed up and revealed

that their family was involved in the military and politics.

She even saw Jingshu's grandfather on television before.

This explains why Jingshu had the correct core values even though he acted like a rogue and fooled around.

She sat down in front of him and appraised him seriously.

It has almost been half a year since they last met. She hadn't even properly looked at him since the night before.

There were not many changes – he didn't even lose any weight.

Jingshu couldn't find any topic to start a conversation. Though he didn't regret his actions the night before, he was

surprised at how things turned out.

His will was particularly strong yet weak in front of Xia.

Since he had no clue on how to initiate a conversation, he kept on eating until Xia couldn't stand it anymore and

placed her glass on the table loudly.

"Are you a pig? You are going to stuff yourself to death!"

"Men eat more than women," he replied matter-of-factly.

She didn't want to continue the conversation with him and instructed, "Find some clothes for me!"

"Okay." He made his way out of the room.

Xia pouted. Why does he seem so dumb today?

As soon as he walked out of the room, he saw Ziyue holding a bag in front of their door hesitantly, unsure if she

should knock.

"Why are you here?"

"Where's Xia?" She gestured to the bag. "I brought her some clothes."

She heard what had happened between them last night.

They were already involved with each other before that and stayed in the same hotel room until the following

afternoon. It was beyond clear what had transpired.

Still, she was worried about Xia, so she arrived with a bag of clothes.

Jingshu suddenly realized everyone knew about his night with Xia.

What should I do about it? Suddenly, he felt embarrassed, and his feet started fidgeting around.

"Thanks!"

He thanked her and took the bag into the room.

…

Knowing that the clothes were sent by Ziyue, Xia went to see her as soon as she changed into them.

Ziyue waited outside the room, foreseeing that Xia would want to talk with her.

They both went to the restaurant downstairs to grab a cup of tea.

Xia was still full, so she only took small sips of the tea.

She saw Ziyue's hesitant expression and said, "I did it voluntarily with him. Don't overthink things."

"Er…" Ziyue looked embarrassed. It had crossed her mind that Jingshu might have forced Xia.

After all, they hadn't seen each other for so long. As soon as they saw each other, they did it…

Xia pouted. "If I was unwilling, there would be no chance for him to make advances on me, no matter how drunk I

am."

"So, what are your plans?" Ziyue asked.

"What else?" Xia sighed and smiled. "Let's try it out for now. If it doesn't work out, I'll break up with him. I might not

meet another man as handsome and rich as him, but at least I slept with him once."

Ziyue kicked her under the table. "Be serious!"

The lifted corners of her eyes slowly eased, replaced by firmness and solemness. "As long as he loves me, I will not

let him go."

She had known him for three years. In the beginning, they didn't like each other. Slowly, their animosity wavered

and shifted into an interest in each other. Finally, they fell for each other and confirmed their relationship. They had

gone a long way.

After getting together with Xia, Jingshu had mended his old ways and stopped flirting around.

Hence, she believed his love for her was genuine.

As long as they still loved each other, she would not leave him for external reasons.

She was already twenty-six, at a somewhat awkward age. She could feel the stark difference between her and the

young girls who just joined the company.

Yet, she still had a distinct passion and impulse that young women carried.

After hearing her words, Ziyue knew she had nothing else to add to the conversation since Xia had always been

courageous and decisive.

When she was in love, she would give everything she had.

They chatted for a bit longer before leaving the restaurant.

Behind a row of potted plants next to their table, Muchen looked at Jingshu, who had a grim look clouding his

features.

"Why? Aren't you happy hearing that?"

Jingshu remained silent and gulped down the cup of cold coffee before him.

Muchen tapped on the desk nonchalantly as though he was watching an exciting drama.

"Of course." However, his eyes were filled with worry.

Muchen had been independent since he was fourteen, so he could see things clearer than Jingshu.

He retracted his hand and narrowed his eyes. "Don't do things you might regret."

This was the only advice he could give as a friend.

He stood up, straightened his shirt, and left.

I can't believe I'm fussing over my friend's relationship problem the day after the wedding.

…

While Ziyue and Muchen went on their honeymoon, they sent Zixi to Jingshu's place.

With a small backpack behind him, he crossed his arms and paced around the living room, complaining about his

father.

Initially, Ziyue wanted to bring him along, but Muchen managed to convince her otherwise.

He was furious about the turn of events. Finally, he was tired of complaining and concluded, "I might be adopted.

They don't even bring me along!"

Then, his eyes caught sight of Jingshu sitting by himself on the couch, lost in his thoughts.

"Uncle Jingshu, what's wrong? Are you ill?"

Jingshu looked at him and caressed his hair. "Are you hungry? I can make something."

The moment Zixi heard his offer, a look of apprehension appeared. "No, I'm not hungry!" he said firmly.

He remembered something and added, "Even if I am, Aunt Xia will be cooking anyway!"

Jingshu pinched his cheeks. "She's not here. I'm the only one around."

"Where did she go?"

I don't want to eat anything he makes. It's not edible at all. They are all burnt, and they smell awful.

Jingshu sighed. This kiddo is rubbing salt in the wound.

After leaving Lumiere Jade House, Xia returned to their place to pack her stuff. She was going back to her

hometown for a visit.

"I'll be right back," she promised.

Who the hell knows how long that's going to be? Jingshu thought in annoyance.

He was about to follow her, but Muchen handed their son to him. With that responsibility, he couldn't leave his

house.

He glanced at Zixi and explained patiently, "She went to visit her parents."

"Didn't she say when she's going to be back? Let's give her a call!"

Zixi's words jolted Jingshu to his senses.

He immediately took out his phone, dialed Xia's number, and gave the phone to Zixi.

"Cry and beg her to come back. Otherwise, I'll cook for you every day!"