Chapter 708
Chapter 708 The Person on the Wheelchair
After leaving the washroom, she saw a man sitting in front of Ke.
She recognized the figure from afar—it was Qin Muchen.
"Why did youe here?" Ziyue walked over and sat beside Qin Muchen.
Qin Muchen didn''t reply and knocked on the table. That was when Ziyue realized the lunch box was on
the table.
Did hee here to send her lunch?
Ziyue''s face was gleaming with joy and surprise. Then, after pondering for a second, she leaned over
and whispered, "Is it okay for you to be out here?"
"What''s the problem?" Qin Muchen turned around. Her delicate face was close to his, and he tried his
best to resist the temptation of kissing her on the spot. Instead, he slowly backed away and said,
"What''s there to worry about with you here to protect me?"
Ziyue didn''t say a word.
After she collected her thoughts, she realized that he was right.
She was the president of LK Group, and all his assets had been transferred to her. That meant that Qin
Muchen was now a penniless wretch.
Ke stared at her phone, trying to ignore the loving banter between the two.
"Alright, let''s return to the office to have lunch." Muchen stood first and told Ke, "You don''t have to
worry about Nan Chuan. He''ll be back soon."
Ke was taken aback by his words. "Okay," she answered after returning to her senses.
Muchen''s reassurance helped her feel more at ease.
Later, they left the restaurant, leaving Ke alone.
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As it was lunchtime, there weren''t many people in the office.
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Hence, they didn''t meet anyone while walking through the area.
Once they were inside, Ziyue unpacked her lunch box.
Muchen brought a filling lunch which consisted of one type of meat, vegetable, and soup each.
Ziyue hadn''t eaten food prepared by Muchen in a long time, and she felt hungry before he came.
Hence, she gobbled down everything despite therge portion sizes.
Muchen kept the lunch box as he grinned at her and said teasingly, "I guess I''ll have to bring two lunch
boxes next time."
Ziyue snuggled beside him as she was feeling bloated.
"When are youing back to work?" She took over Muchen''s position, but she wanted to return it to
him as it was the oue of his dedication and perseverance over the years.
However, he immediately rejected the offer. "I won''t being back."
While Ziyue''s eyes widened in shock, he continued, "Think of me as a useless pretty boy that needs to
be cared for. Doesn''t it sound good?"Ziyue turned her head and stared at him with a meaningful smile
as she replied, "You''re going to turn thirty soon. Which man in their thirties would call themself a pretty
boy?"
"You''re mocking me for being old? But what can I do? Not only am I old, but I''m now penniless. I guess
President Su is no longer fond of me," Muchen said jokingly, the corner of his lips lifted into a yful
smirk.
"What nonsense are you saying?" Ziyue pouted her lips, feeling wronged by his assumption. "Find a
time toplete the procedures and reim all your assets. I''m exhausted already from taking over
this position."
Other people could only dream of having all this, but Ziyue wasn''t pleased with it.
Muchen kept a straight face, but his voice turned somber as he said, "Let''s not talk about this from now
on."
Ziyue felt a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach and wanted to question him further. Muchen
suddenly stood up and pulled her up with him. "Go in and have a rest."
In spite of her curiosities, Ziyue couldn''t resist the wonderful feeling of having a good nap after eating.
Muchen had nothing else to do at home, so he apanied her to lie down.
Within a short moment, Ziyue was fast asleep.
Muchen opened his eyes and got down from the bed. Then, with his best attempt, he silently made his
way out of the resting area to smoke a cigarette on the sofa.
After taking a puff, heid his phone down on the coffee table before him, seemingly waiting for news.
His phone suddenly buzzed after a long wait.
He took up the phone and epted the call by swiping up and cing it beside his ear.
The person at the other end of the call had a respectful tone as they uttered, "Ms. Bessalyn has
boarded the ne."
Immediately after, he ended the call and ced it back on the coffee table.
He rested his back on the sofa, and a sigh of relief escaped his lips.
Once Bessalyn returned to Country J, she couldn''t reveal anything more to Ziyue.
Besalyn said he had a mental illness, but why did that matter?
He appeared sound of mind, and Ziyue treated him with care and love like before. Though, at times, he
would need to control his rage.
For his wife, he would be willing to tolerate anything. Nheless, he could not handle the sight of her
with another man or her caring for another man.
His face was calm and somber, but the emotions in his eyes were inscrutable to discern. Finally, after a
moment, he left his seat and got up.
…
After he left the LK Group building, he took a taxi before interchanging with two buses in a row.
After going around the city, he finally reached a newly developed area on the outskirts of the town.
Not many people were staying here as the construction had only recently beenpleted. The ce
wasn''t a strategic location, and the architecture wasn''t appealing.
Despite walking through the vi area for half an hour, he did not see anyone. It was apparent to
anyone how remote and quiet the ce was.
Finally, he stopped in front of a modest-sized vi.
There was no one guarding the entrance, and the door was half-opened. The ce was messy, with
tiles lying on the garden floor. It didn''t look like anyone lived there.
He pushed open the door and went in.
He went through the empty garden and into the living room.
The living room was empty save only for a sofa with a couple of chairs and tables lying about. There
was no other furniture in the vi.
He looked around and locked his gaze on the wheelchair in front of the window.
A young man was in a wheelchair with a nket over hisp.
Muchen walked towards him. He didn''t flinch at all, as he was asleep.
He narrowed his eyes and called, "Shichu."
Indeed, the person on the wheelchair was Shichu.
Hearing Muchen''s voice, he slowly opened his eyes without a hint of emotion. He was in a terrible
state.
"You''re here." His indifferent tone implied that it wasn''t the first time Muchen hade here.
"Where is the person taking care of you?" Muchen asked sternly.
"I asked him to rest," Shichu fumbled with a button on his wheelchair, and the back of the chair started
to straighten.
Later, he glided on the wheelchair towards the sofa.
Muchen followed behind him and sat on the sofa.
"Why did youe today? The people associated with Gricy are already in Yunzhou City. It''s not a
wise choice to be here at such a critical time."
There was a jug on the coffee table. Shichu poured a cup of water for him as he questioned him.
Muchen stared at Shichu and announced, "Bai Yunan knows I''m back in Yunzhou City. I just went
homest night."
Upon hearing the news, Shichu''s hands trembled slightly, and his eyes lost focus. Soon after, he closed
his eyes as he left the ss on the table. His face was clouded with self-loathe and guilt.
"She must be thrilled," he said after a few moments.