Marry Me Quick

Chapter 609

Chapter 609 Something’s Wrong Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

At that moment, someone opened the door.

Ziyue turned around and noticed that it wasn't Muchen but another colleague from the secretarial department.

Well, now anyone in the company is considered my colleague.

"Mrs. Qin."

She glanced around the room when she entered. When she finally spotted Ziyue, her eyes lit up, and she walked over.

"I'm also a part of LK Group now, and my position is not any higher than you, so you can just call me by my name," Ziyue said weakly, leaning backward and cocking her head sideways.

It had been a tiring few days indeed.

The colleague smiled shyly. "Mr. Qin asked me to inform you that he has a business dinner. The driver is waiting for you downstairs. Just go down when you are ready to go home."

"Business dinner?" Ziyue asked in a high-pitch, alarmed voice as she straightened her back.

The colleague froze momentarily, taken aback by her reaction. With a nod, she replied, "Yeah."

"Got it. Thanks."

Ziyue got up and made her way out of the room without any hesitation.

Muchen usually hates business dinners. Why did he suddenly agree to attend? On top of that, he didn't even tell me personally. When I went through his schedule just now, I saw nothing of that sort. Someone capable of making him accept the invite must be pretty influential. Still, he hates these occasions the most.

The doubts in her mind expanded when she saw Chuan in the lobby.

"Why are you here, Chuan? Didn't you go with Muchen?" she asked, walking straight to him.

As soon as Chuan turned around and saw that it was Ziyue, a look of respect appeared on his face.

"Where to?" he asked blankly.

"Someone from the secretarial department told me Muchen had a business dinner," Ziyue told him what she had just heard.

Since Chuan understood Muchen's character, he couldn't hide his shock, just like her moments ago.

Considering how much Muchen hated socializing, it was even more impossible that he left Ziyue in the company alone while he went out. Even if such news was told by Ziyue herself, it was difficult for Chuan to believe it.

After some quick thinking, he made a decision. "I'll check with them again and ask the driver to send you home first."

'They' referred to Muchen's bodyguards, who were always with him.

"Okay."

I should still go home first. With Chuan handling the situation, we will soon know where Muchen is. What if he has gone home? He'll likely leave halfway if he goes to a business dinner.

…

On the other hand, Muchen was driving on a highway without Chuan or any of his bodyguards.

The road did not lead to any high-end clubs in the city or Mogwin Castle.

As soon as he parked in front of a familiar mansion, he quickly headed inside, meeting Xiyi as the latter prepared to go out.

Xiyi was thinking, If Muchen's grandmother passed away from mental illness, there's bound to be leaks no matter how much the Mogwin family tried to hush things down. Based on my current status in the medical field, I think I can get some information from the psychiatric department. Even if they reject me, I can figure it out myself.

However, as soon as he walked out of his lab, he was met with a domineering Muchen.

After a moment of pause, he nudged the glasses on the bridge of his nose before saying, "What brings

you here, Mr. Qin?"

Muchen shot him a cold glance before ignoring him and walking directly into his lab.

Xiyi understood that something was up, so he quickly followed suit.

By the time he entered the room, Muchen was standing in front of his work desk, playing around with a pair of forceps.

Xiyi observed him carefully and realized that Muchen was using it to distract his rising temper.

"Mr. Qin, what's up?" Xiyi cut to the chase after walking over.

Muchen's first sentence left him silent. "Recently, Ziyue has been calling you quite frequently."

Knowing how paranoid XiyiMuchen was, he gave the most acceptable answer he could think of. "There's nothing between us."

"Of course, nothing in you could attract her." With that, he looked at Xiyi contemptuously as though he was the worst person in the world.

No matter how calm Xiyi tried to remain, he was still terrified by Muchen's words.

Without waiting for his reply, Muchen asked, "What were you guys discussing?"

Before Xiyi even opened his mouth, he continued, "It's related to me."

Xiyi jerked his head at Muchen, but he couldn't decipher the expression in the latter's eyes.

"Yeah," he replied finitely.

Silence fell upon the lab except for the sound made by the forceps Muchen was fumbling with.

Xiyi's gaze lingered momentarily on the forceps before he looked away with a frown.

Half a minute later, Muchen suddenly threw the forceps aside.

He looked at Xiyi sullenly as he said, "What have you discovered, and what have you told her?"

The frown on Xiyi's face deepened. After a moment of silence, he replied arduously, "I told her everything I discovered."

Muchen sprinted to Xiyi and grabbed his collar. "You have been working for me for ten years. Don't you know who decides your fate? How dare you speak to her about me without my permission?"

Though Xiyi was prepared for Muchen's outburst, he was still nervous when he inevitably encountered it.

Any doctor would have a dilemma divulging the truth to their patients. If I were to be honest, how could I tell him he's mentally ill?

Xiyi was slightly shorter than Muchen. Hence, it was not comfortable to be lifted by the collar. Even so, he didn't struggle. He just found it difficult to speak.

Muchen's hands tightened around his neck until his face turned purple. Then, he shoved Xiyi aside harshly.