Marry Me Quick

Chapter 611

Chapter 611 Lost Control for The Second Time

Xiyi nodded, "Yes."

Muchen lifted his chin and raised his eyebrows. He said coldly, "Answer it."

Xiyi answered the call and put it on hands-free mode.

Ziyue's voice was heard from the other end of the phone as soon as the call connected. She sounded anxious. "Dr. Mo, Muchen has gone missing!"

Ziyue had returned to Mogwin Castle and had searched the whole castle. But she did not see Muchen.

She had also asked the servants, and they were sure that Muchen had not returned yet.

Chuan had also called and told her he could not find Muchen.

As time passed, she felt even more anxious.

She was worried that something had happened to Muchen.

But she had forgotten that although Muchen was mentally unwell now, he could still handle matters.

She called Xiyi out of anxiety.

"Where do you think he would go? He told others that he was going on a business trip, but he did not

bring Chuan with him. Moreover, he does not like to go on business trips..."

Ziyue was not very close with Xiyi. She wouldn't have talked to him if it wasn't for Muchen, especially now, as she was anxious about Muchen.

Xiyi raised his head calmly to look at Muchen as he listened to Xiyi.

Muchen was right beside him, and he looked deep in thought. He was obviously listening to their conversation.

"Hello? Dr. Mo? Are you listening?" Ziyue called out more anxiously when Xiyi did not respond to her.

Xiyi did not reply to Ziyue immediately. He glanced at Muchen quietly.

He was waiting for Muchen's orders.

Muchen raised his eyebrows and gave Xiyi a stern look.

Xiyi immediately knew what he should do. He comforted Ziyue, "Don't worry. Perhaps Mr. Qin didn't bring anyone because he didn't want to trouble them."

"But I'm worried about him now. What if others find out about his condition? I have to find him." Although Xiyi had managed to calm her a little, she still felt anxious.

Xiyi raised his head and glanced at Muchen once again.

Muchen glared at him quietly. He reached his hand into his pocket and took out his phone.

He pressed the power button of his phone. The screen lit up immediately. When he unlocked his phone, he saw a few missed call notifications.

The corner of his eyes twitched a bit as he slid his thumb against the screen. The missed calls were all from one person—Ziyue.

He had saved her number as 'My wife'.

Muchen called her back.

Xiyi stood beside Muchen. He could see Muchen's actions.

Xiyi was once entrusted to watch a dementia patient in the past.

The patient loved her granddaughter the most. Whenever Xiyi visited her, the patient would talk about her granddaughter. In the evening, she would head to the kitchen and murmur, saying that she had to prepare dinner as her granddaughter was returning from school.

But the truth was that her granddaughter had finished her studies, was already married, and had her own children.

Muchen was emotionally unstable and strangled him a few minutes before. But now, he was calling Ziyue when he heard her anxious voice.

"Ah!"

When Muchen called Ziyue, her squeal was heard from Xiyi's phone. "Muchen is calling me!"

Xiyi's call was cut off right after Ziyue's squeal was heard. Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Muchen. Muchen spoke into his phone, "The food here is distasteful. I want fish glazed with onion oil for dinner."

Muchen's expression gradually relaxed when he listened to Ziyue. He looked like he was going to smile.

Xiyi was amazed by the power of their love. He quietly stepped aside to tidy the things Muchen, and he had knocked over just now when they were wrestling with each other.

Soon, Muchen ended the call.

Muchen turned around and saw Xiyi tidying the place. His eyes darkened, "Leave this place."

Xiyi paused. He continued picking up the things on the floor quietly.

Muchen added, "Explain clearly before you leave. And do not contact her anymore after this."

He did not want Ziyue to worry about him constantly.

She should be happy with him.

This was what he wanted. But he couldn't do it.

Because many things were not under his control.

Mental illness ran in the Mogwin Family, and he was unlucky enough to contract it.

Sometimes, he was sober and knew what he was doing. Sometimes, he could not control himself at all.

He had always thought that one could not do anything in life if he could not control himself.

So he had always controlled himself well.

He had only lost control of himself twice in his life.

Once was because of Ziyue, and another was because of his hereditary psychological disorder.

Soon, Xiyi understood what Muchen was thinking. The expression on his face instantly changed as he exclaimed, "That's impossible!"

But Muchen had already turned around to leave. When he heard Xiyi's words, he replied calmly without returning to look at Xiyi. "This is an order from your boss."

Xiyi was not good at persuading people. He could only call out, "Mr. Qin!"

"This is my business. I will handle it myself. There is nothing else you can do to help me anymore now. You should leave as soon as you finish tidying."

Muchen left as soon as he finished speaking. He did not give Xiyi any chance to talk anymore.

…

When he returned to Mogwin Castle, Ziyue made onion-glazed fish in the kitchen.

She looked distracted while cutting the onions. She did not realize that Muchen was walking into the kitchen.

Muchen walked up to her from behind quietly. He lowered his head and saw her slightly blushed cheeks. Her red lips were tightly pursed together. She grabbed the knife with her slender fingers and cut the onions one by one. Her mind was obviously far away.

"I do not wish to eat human fingers."

When Ziyue heard the man's cold voice, she was startled. The knife slipped out of her grasp, and she almost cut her finger. Luckily, Muchen caught her hand in time and took the knife away.

"I think you did not do any work in the company these few days." Muchen lowered his eyes at her and mocked Ziyue.

He meant that she was obviously not fit to work since she could not even do a simple job like cutting onions.

Ziyue turned around immediately. She looked pleasantly surprised. "You're back!"

Then, she realized that he was mocking her. "What do you mean? If you did not appear out of nowhere and startled me, I wouldn't have my finger cut!"