Marry Me Quick

Chapter 218

Qin Muchen spent a few days finishing the artwork.

During these few days, Su Ziyue was like a gentle and obedient wife as she cooked and cleaned for him.

But the dinners she made...

Qin Muchen spooned some vegetables into his mouth, chewed twice, and swallowed without any expression.

Luckily, today she had only forgotten the salt.

After having steamed fish with scallion oil for three days straight, Su Ziyue decided to attempt to make different dishes.

However, every time she would forget something like the oil or the salt or put too much of an ingredient.

Qin Muchen had wanted to cook, but Su Ziyue had insisted on cooking for him, so he didn’t reject her.

“How is it?” Su Ziyue saw that he ate without expression. She had no idea how today's dish was.

Qin Muchen glanced at her before changing the topic. “I’ve finished the artwork and left it in the study room. Someone will come to frame it in the afternoon.”

“OK.” Su Ziyue nodded as she smiled happily.

The corner of Qin Muchen’s mouth curved up as he ate the entire dish of unseasoned vegetables.

...

After lunch, Su Ziyue went to the study room.

But when she saw the artwork, she was so upset that she wanted to run downstairs to find Qin Muchen.

“Why?”

Qin Muchen had just opened the door and entered when Su Ziyue rushed out and collided with him.

He hurriedly reached out his hand to steady her.

Su Ziyue backed away, her eyes full of displeasure.

She didn’t say anything but pulled him toward the study desk and pointed at the artwork. “This is not what I asked for!”

“Isn’t this great?” A look of satisfaction flashed across Qin Muchen’s face as he looked at it.

A woman with long curly hair in a red dress was putting her hands against a man in a black tuxedo. She was looking up at the man with eyes full of love and yearning.

The man was holding the woman around the waist with one arm while holding her hand with the other, looking as if he was going to kiss her...

The entire artwork represented love, longing, and yearning between the two subjects.

Su Ziyue stared at it for a while. Then she blushed and quickly turned away.

“This isn’t the same as what was on the card!” she shouted.

Qin Muchen held her waist and pulled her close to him, then guided her hand to put it on his chest in the exact position as the woman in the artwork.

He lowered his head to gaze at her and said, “I couldn’t imagine nor feel the scenario that was on the card, so I couldn’t draw it.”

“Then how did you draw it on the card?”

Su Ziyue looked up and wanted to glare at him furiously, but her eyes fell into the dark vortex of his intense gaze.

Qin Muchen closed in on her slowly.

His voice was low and seductive as he whispered, “Your expression right now is the same as the one in the artwork. Now I want to…”

The two words ‘kiss you’ were interrupted by the ringing of a phone.

Su Ziyue pushed him away hurriedly to pick up her phone.

...

Su Youcheng was the one who called. But she also heard Su Yige’s voice from the other end of the line.

“If you’re free, come back and have dinner with us.”

Su Youcheng’s voice sounded icy and hard due to what had happened before.

Su Ziyue laughed lightly and said, “Well, I’ll let you know when I’m free.”

Su Youcheng sounded as if he wanted to say more. But after a while, he simply said, “Come back and have dinner tonight. If you don’t have the time, make some.”

Then, he hung up the phone.

Su Ziyue smiled as she put her phone away.

Su Yige is at the Su Residence?

Then why did Grandpa ask me to go back and have dinner with them?

“Who was that?” Qin Muchen asked suddenly, but his expression showed that he already knew who it was.

“My grandpa. He asked me to go back for dinner later,” she replied honestly and turned her head to look at the artwork.

Although it was still a cartoon version, anyone who knew them would know these two were them in the artwork.

She adjusted and straightened the paper.

Well, if this dress is replaced with a white dress, then it would look like a wedding picture.

Qin Muchen came up and hugged her from behind. “Then, I’ll arrange for the people to come and frame this now.”

Hearing this, Su Ziyue grumbled, “I didn’t say I want to go.”

He laughed and kissed her ear, then fished out his phone to call the worker to come earlier and frame the picture.

She touched her ear and struggled to get away from him.

She looked for a frame, put the card into it, and placed it above the bed frame.

Even though she felt that the large artwork drawn by Qin Muchen was nice, she still liked this card the best.

Who could imagine that the wealthy and powerful President Qin could draw such an adorable cartoon picture and even sacrificed his cold and arrogant image?

Su Ziyue couldn’t help but reach out and poke the cartoon boy sitting on the floor. She laughed and felt that the boy looked even more adorable now.

If only Qin Muchen was this adorable in real life.

...

In the afternoon, the person tasked to frame the artwork had arrived and framed it successfully. Qin Muchen and Su Ziyue held the framed artwork and hung it onto the bedroom wall.

The cartoon artwork didn’t match the luxurious minimalist decor of the bedroom, so he frowned at the sight.

However, she tiptoed to smoothen the creases on his forehead. “It’s very nice, why are you dissatisfied?”

Qin Muchen’s frown relaxed as his expression softened.

Su Ziyue asked him curiously, “How did you learn how to draw these cartoon characters?”

“I learned it when I was little,” he simply answered as if he didn’t want to explain further.

But she was very curious and kept pestering him.

In the end, he said impatiently, “When I was little, I drew a comic series for a magazine.”

“Which magazine? What did you draw?” Su Ziyue then continued, “Did you draw because you like art? Then why did you go overseas to start a business?”

She could feel that his entire aura had a slight change when she asked the last question.

It became colder and lonelier.

Su Ziyue couldn’t make sense of that feeling, but she indeed felt it. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“My mother was… an illustrator when she was young. When I was little, I learned from her after being exposed to it all the time. She told me to draw for the magazine so that I could earn my own pocket money.”

Qin Muchen’s voice was low and heavy as if he had kept this in his heart for a long time.

This was the first time he talked about his family.

His expression was so solemn and depressed that she did not dare ask any further.

She stared at him as her breathing became shallower as well.

After a while, she said with certainty, “You must have a great relationship with your mother.”

“Yeah.”

“My mom passed away when she gave birth to me.” Su Ziyue suddenly wanted to share her story with him too. “I’ve only seen her photo before. When my teacher taught us how to sing all those songs about a mother’s love, I could never master them even though I tried.”