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Marry Me Quick

Chapter 132
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Chapter 132

Su Yuanming did not immediately reply after she finished speaking. An Xia knowingly turned around, but she still

heard their words clearly.

Su Yuanming calmly looked at Su Ziyue. A pause later, he finally nodded and smiled. “Alright!”

Su Ziyue glanced at him before turning to leave with An Xia. Once the two of them had left, Su Yuanming turned to

the assistant behind him and ordered, “Get those reporters to wait by the backdoor.”

“Understood.” The assistant then left.

Su Yuanming’s expression darkened as he looked in the direction the pair had left in, a cold light flashing across his

eyes.

Su Ziyue left through the back entrance of the conference hall. Neither of them dared to take the elevator, so they

walked down the stairs instead.

“They’re here!”

The two of them had only just gone two floors down when they heard voices from below. Su Ziyue and An Xia

shared a look before turning back as one. A few steps later, Su Ziyue simply peeled her high heels off and ran bare-

foot upstairs. They charged up one more floor and opened the door to the corridor there.

The corridor was very deserted; there were no others here. Su Ziyue put her heels back on when she felt An Xia

shoving her.

“What is it?” Su Ziyue turned her head to look at An Xia. An Xia then gestured for her to look ahead.

Su Ziyue followed An Xia’s gaze to see Qin Muchen hurrying over from the other end of the corridor. He didn’t have

a coat on; he was simply dressed in his usual black shirt and pants. While his steps were brisk, his expression was

very calm and composed.

Su Ziyue walked toward him. “Why are you here?”

As Qin Muchen neared her, he adjusted his breaths and swept his gaze over her. He then calmly said, “I’m here to

see you.”

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With that, his gaze darted to look behind Su Ziyue.

“Mr. Qin.” A smile split An Xia’s face as she greeted Qin Muchen.

Qin Muchen nodded at her before returning his gaze to Su Ziyue. “Let’s go back first.”

Qin Muchen had probably settled things beforehand, which was why they had a smooth exit when they followed Qin

Muchen out.

They had just gone through the side door when Su Ziyue caught sight of Nan Chuan.

“Miss Su,” Nan Chuan greeted her while giving a light nod and smile when he saw her looking at him.

Since Su Ziyue forbade him from calling her ‘Mrs. Qin’, he still called Su Ziyue ‘Miss Su’.

Before Su Ziyue could speak, Qin Muchen instructed, “Send Miss An back.”

Nan Chuan replied, “Alright.”

Qin Muchen then turned to Su Ziyue. “Now that Nan Chuan will escort Miss An back, you should not worry anymore.

Let’s go home.”

“Yeah.” Su Ziyue smiled and nodded. She took his hand of her own accord before turning to look at An Xia. An Xia

waved at her, having already turned to get into Nan Chuan’s car.

After seeing Nan Chuan leave with An Xia, Su Ziyue and Qin Muchen got into their own car together. The moment

she was in there, Su Ziyue pulled out her phone to look at the news.

There were many articles about Gu Hanyan’s interviews, as well as articles about the Su Group’s scandal and the

like. News of these matters were plastered everywhere as every news outlet fought to report them at the same

time.

Su Ziyue’s forehead was tightly screwed up as she waded through them. Suddenly, Qin Muchen leaned toward her,

his clean scent wafting over to her. Su Ziyue lifted her head to meet his gorgeous eyes. There wasn’t any

discernible emotion in them.

Qin Muchen put a hand onto her seat while his other hand searched for the safety belt. Once he had carefully

fastened her seatbelt for her, he lifted his head to look at her.

Su Ziyue looked at him, stunned. After blinking a few times, she said, “Thank you.”

This extremely rare expression of gratitude made Qin Muchen’s brows furrowed. It was like his eyes, which were

originally unreadable, suddenly had a snowstorm swirling in them. A look at his eyes would cause people fear.

Qin Muchen stared at Su Ziyue for a few seconds before turning back to focus on driving, as though he was merely

looking at her when he did so earlier.

Su Ziyue’s entire mind still remained on the press conference from earlier, as well as the words that Su Yuanming

said toward the end.

The past cannot affect your future. We have to look forward.

They were words with an implicit meaning behind them—a threat, and a reminder as well.

What was he trying to remind her about?

Was it about her father’s imprisonment, or her being wrongfully accused?

Perhaps it was both.

Su Yuanming was threatening her more than reminding her. There shouldn’t have been any disturbances during the

press conference. The reporters and the media had all been notified beforehand and shouldn’t have asked

questions that shouldn’t be asked. The press conference should have gone without a hitch. The Su Group was even

more powerful than they were back then. If no one had permitted it, then no one would have dared to blatantly

bring up the past again, especially during such a time of turmoil. Besides, the news came out when the press

conference was just starting, catching Su Ziyue off-guard and unprepared.

Clearly, someone didn’t want her to resolve this incident so easily and wanted to take advantage of the situation.

She had only just gained her footing in Su Group after much difficulty. Naturally, she was a roadblock in Su

Yuanming’s path. Of course they would do anything to stop her, even if it meant ruining the Su Group’s reputation

first.

Oh, that isn’t right. The only thing being ruined here was my father’s reputation. There wasn’t much damage to Su

Yuanming’s name.

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Without Su Ziyue standing in his way, the Su Group would undoubtedly be in Su Yuanming’s hands sooner or later.

Even so, Su Ziyue still couldn’t understand. While she did have an idea about it, how could Su Youcheng possibly

allow her to inherit the Su Group?

Su Ziyue kept thinking throughout the journey. By the time she returned to her senses, the car had already stopped

right outside of the entrance to the manor.

Qin Muchen did not get out of the car, his large hands still on the steering wheel. He tapped away on it with his

pointer finger without much rhythm, his body leaning back slightly as he stared at the distance with a blank face.

She had no idea what he was thinking.

“Qin Muchen?” Su Ziyue called his name experimentally.

At her words, Qin Muchen turned to look at her. Su Ziyue asked him, “What’s wrong?”

She was clearly the one who got into a bind and she didn’t think it was some big matter, so why was Qin Muchen

the one with a forehead that was tightly wound up with creases?

“Let’s get out.”

Qin Muchen simply said those words before directly opening the door and getting out.

Su Ziyue quickly followed him and entered the manor.

One they entered, Qin Muchen headed straight for the kitchen. She thought Qin Muchen’s response was a little odd.

Was he not going to at least ask about her current feelings? No matter how she looked at it, not only did the matter

remain unsettled, ‘old wounds’ had been reopened as well. It was completely one disaster after another.

And yet, Qin Muchen wouldn’t ask about it?

Su Ziyue couldn’t figure out what he was thinking, and besides, she had already long since decided that she had to

settle this herself, so she simply turned and headed for the study upstairs. She switched on the computer and

began to read the news.

According to the timeline, the first thing she should watch would be Gu Hanyan’s interview videos.

She clicked on that video and leaned backward with her arms folded before beginning to watch the video with her

full attention.

The Gu Hanyan in the video still had bandages wrapped around her head and with a stark white complexion, but

she was still very photogenic. It seemed like the interview took place by the hospital’s entrance.