Marry Me Quick

Chapter 61

"Mr. Qin!" Nan Chuan's voice could be heard from outside the door.

Qin Muchen turned and walked to the door. When he returned, he was holding a bag in his hand. "Get changed," he said before turning around to leave, closing the door behind him for her.

Frozen for a moment while staring at the closed door, Su Ziyue then opened the bag. The contents of the bag were clothes, from undergarments to blouses. A look of awkwardness flashed in her eyes. Did he send Nan Chuan to buy these? RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Thinking about how Qin Muchen usually handled situations, she thought it might not be possible. After putting on the clothes, she realized that the fit was just right. Wearing a simple knitted top and trousers, she looked pure and ethereal.

When she pushed the door and came out, Qin Muchen was smoking in front of the window, but he put it out when he saw her coming out. Scanning her from head to toe, he concluded with four words, "It fits you well."

"Thank you."

Both of them did not say a word as silence stretched between them. Then, Su Ziyue brought up an old topic, "Are you free? Let's get the divorce procedures done today." It was better if they got the procedures done sooner, then she could cut off all ties with him. Regardless of what he wanted to do or what intentions he had, it would not have anything to do with her anymore.

"I'm not free." Expressionless, he was quiet for a few minutes before he turned to ask her, "How are you going to deal with your cousin sister?"

"You don't have to worry about that." Reaching out her hand, she scratched the back of her head. Her wet hair was making her feel a little uncomfortable. Seeing that he was silent, she pressed on, "Then when will you be free?"

"I'm busy for the whole of next week." His voice sounded a little strange, as if he was about to throw a tantrum. "I'm going abroad on a business trip for at least a week."

When she heard that it would take up to a week, Su Ziyue knitted her brows. "Can you get the procedures done before you leave?"

"I can't. I have other matters to attend to later and the flight is in the evening." When he finished speaking, he turned around and started flipping through a big stack of documents at the desk.

Qin Muchen's attitude was rather indifferent, but since he had agreed, it was unlikely for him to go back on his word. Although she kept having the feeling that he was unwilling, she was not silly enough to ask him about it.

…

When she left the office, Su Ziyue saw An Xia and Nan Chuan so engrossed in a conversation that it was as if they regretted not meeting earlier.

"An Xia," Su Ziyue called out to her, striding over with her wet clothes in a bag.

Turning to look at her with a smile on her face, An Xia said, "You're out, Ziyue. Come take a seat here."

Shaking her head, Su Ziyue rejected, "No, thanks. I’m going to make a trip home."

"Then I—"

Su Ziyue cut her off by waving her hand. "Carry on your conversation with Mr. Nan. I'm fine." An Xia was free to befriend whoever she wanted. If she got along with Nan Chuan and wished to chat a little more with him, that was entirely up to her to decide.

After hearing her words, An Xia buoyantly went back to continue her chat with Nan Chuan. Chuckling, Su Ziyue shook her head. This was the way An Xia had been ever since she had known her, striking a conversation with people easily and directly saying no to the things she disliked. Her candid nature was more direct than a straight ruler.

Immediately after Su Ziyue left, Qin Muchen stepped out as well. When he saw Nan Chuan engrossed in a conversation with An Xia, he looked around, searching for something. However, he did not find the figure he was searching for. With a grim look, he walked over. "Nan Chuan."

"Mr. Qin." Nan Chuan, who was chatting with An Xia, stood up and addressed him instantly.

"Check the reports for this month again and then hand it to me. Also, book an evening flight to America." Qin Muchen returned to his office after giving his instructions briefly.

From behind him, he could hear Nan Chuan say to him, "Mr. Qin, the only tickets available for the flight to America tonight is at 1 a.m."

Stopping in his tracks, Qin Muchen glanced at him coldly. "I don't care about the timing. I have to get on a flight this evening, and you're coming with me." Since he already said he would be on a flight this evening, then by evening he must leave; he was a businessman who kept his word.

An Xia waited for Qin Muchen to go back in before asking Nan Chuan, "Why did you get such a pained look on your face when he said that you have to go with him?"

Expressionless, Nan Chuan replied, "Because I have airsickness."

"Doesn't your boss know that you have airsickness?" She felt a little sorry for this gorgeous blue-eyed man. The flight to America would take more than ten hours.

"He knows about it, which is why he asked me to go along."

Baffled by his reply, she asked, "Why?"

With a dry smile, he said, "A dissatisfied man always has a huge temper."

"Huh?"

Nan Chuan glanced at her with an unreadable look on his face and proceeded to book the tickets online. Seeing that he was busy, An Xia left.

After he booked the tickets, Nan Chuan brought the report to Qin Muchen's office. Handing him the report, Nan Chuan said, "Mr. Qin, this is the report for this month."

Qin Muchen took the report from him, glanced at it and raised his eyebrows when he realized that it was the report he had seen before. "Nan Chuan."

After years of working with him, Nan Chuan already knew what he was going to say just from his first words. He hesitated for a moment before deciding to tell the truth. "Yesterday was the fifteenth and this was the report you saw yesterday."

Qin Muchen froze, and his expression became weird. Lowering his head, Nan Chuan braced himself for the expected onslaught. If he had known earlier, he would not have been honest. It was only in Miss Su’s presence would Mr. Qin appear to be in a good mood. But his temper toward him was not that good. Whenever Mr. Qin was in a bad mood, he would be the first to suffer. Obviously, Mr. Qin wanted to leave the country to attend to some private matters, but he just had to drag him along, even though he had airsickness!

After a while, Qin Muchen asked him a question which frightened him, "Nan Chuan, have you been married before?"

"N-No," he stammered. Why was Mr. Qin asking such a weird question?

As if something troubling came to his mind, Qin Muchen furrowed his brows and waved his hand at him. "Forget it, leave."

Nan Chuan turned around and took a couple of steps before asking, "Mr. Qin, if I can get a dinner date for you with Miss Su, can you go to America without me?"

Without hesitation, he replied, "Yes."

In that instant, Nan Chuan truly understood the sorrow of not being favored despite his years of service under him.

…

After returning home, Su Ziyue dried her hair and fell asleep. Later, she was woken up by a call from An Xia. "What's up?" she asked, answering the call with her eyes closed.

An Xia's energetic voice boomed from the other end of the line. "What are you doing? Come out now for dinner!"

"Where?" The mention of dinner made her realize that she was indeed a little hungry.

After telling her an address, An Xia immediately hung up the call, and Su Ziyue left the house after changing into a set of clothes. The place which An Xia mentioned was actually a night market. In other words, it was all roadside stalls.

The Su family did not allow her to eat from roadside stalls. It was An Xia who brought her here a few times before, and she found that the food tasted good and was rather interesting. After parking her car at a good spot, she found An Xia as well as two other men with her.

Immediately, An Xia clarified, “I only asked Nan Chuan out. I swear I wasn't the one who asked Mr. Qin!”