Marry Me Quick

Chapter 522

After hearing Ziyue's words, the servant turned his head to look at Ziyue again and said with embarrassment, "Miss

Ziyue, this is Young Master Jueyin."

Master Jueyin?

Ziyue frowned slightly, then turned to look at the man called 'Master Jueyin'.

Ziyue was staring at him while the man was looking at Ziyue.

"Sure enough, as the servants say, Miss Ziyue is... an extraordinary beauty," he continued.

The lady detected a slight accent from the man. His mandarin had a certain tonal difference. One that stemmed

from a non-native speaker.

Albeit Mandarin is a tough language to master, the man insisted on using idioms to demonstrate his abilities in front

of her.

Ziyue had a frigid and detached smile on her face: "Sir."

When Ziyue accompanied Yuchuan to Mogwin Castle, she experienced the same feelings as ordinary people:

vulnerability to strangers. She didn't know who was who because she wasn't formally introduced.

She didn't know if those people had investigated her background covertly, but she had spent three days in Mogwin

Castle. Nobody from the Mogwin family had paid her a visit but the servants.

The first time was today.

"Sir?" Ziyue's formality was echoed by the man, who then let out a loud chuckle as if he had heard something

amusing.

Ziyue showed a hint of interest in her eyes.

He forced a grin and added, "Miss Ziyue, let me introduce myself…" He sensed her guarded demeanor and

explained, "My name is Qin Jueyin. Due to Mu Chen's seniority, you should address me as 'uncle'."

The maid at the side yelled in embarrassment: "Master Jueyin, Miss Ziyue..."

When Qin Jueyin heard this, he raised his head and smiled at the maid.

Uncle?

Ziyue's throat closed. Is this person Muchen's uncle?

Master Jueyin? Qin Jueyin?

Muchen's uncle, Qin Li's younger brother, Yuchuan's son?

But he's so young? He looks the same age as Muchen.

Considering Ziyue's surprise, the young master appeared content. He assumed an incredibly graceful and

aristocratic position as he theatrically extended his hand toward his chest: "Yes, I am the Earl of Augsburg's fourth

child. I go under the name Qin Jueyin."

Ziyue recovered from the surprise and nodded slightly, "Mr. Qin, hello. What brings you here?"

Internally, Ziyue was rather peeved at Yuchuan's absence. She was in the dark about everything, and it was difficult

for her to identify this man who claimed to be Muchen's uncle.

Undeniably, Yuchuan had always wanted to control Muchen. He wanted Muchen to take over the Mogwin family.

However, Muchen had no intention of doing so. Besides, would the people of the Mogwin family let Yuchuan make

such an arrangement?

The assumption was far-fetched. She was not sure whether the Qin Jueyin who came to her in front of her had good

intentions.

"Do the citizens of Country Z treat their families with such reverence?" Qin Jueyin still had a smile on his face. Ziyue

compared the man to an oil painting she had previously seen in a gallery.

While he spoke, his hands moved quickly.

Qin Jueyin grabbed her arm absent-mindedly.

"What are you doing?"

Her expression appeared to be quite entertaining to Qin Jueyin. He pulled back his arm and drove Ziyue in his

direction firmly. Ziyue inevitably bumped into him.

He wasn't much taller than Muchen in height. Ziyue collided headfirst into his chest.

"I don't know if a gentleman in nation J will perform such an outrageous action when he meets a lady," she warned.

Qin Jueyin raised his eyebrows with a bit of scorn in his elegance. He eyed Ziyue for a few seconds, "You..."

"Let her go!"

Suddenly, a male voice could be heard on the opposite side of the passageway.

Then, suddenly, the sound of rapid, advancing footsteps that indicated the master's apprehension could be heard.

Ziyue glanced over abruptly and was astounded by only one sight. She simply gazed at the towering, recognizable

figure approaching fast.

The guy moved swiftly toward her.

As soon as he extended his hand, he yanked Ziyue from Qin Jueyin's grasp and dragged her behind him. He then

turned to face Qin Jueyin with a possessive expression and stated in a chilly tone, "Qin Jueyin, have you not

understood me? I ordered you to release her!"

"Muchen, long time no see," he said while holding out his hands with a growing grin on his face.

Ziyue, who was positioned behind Muchen, turned her head to look outside just in time to notice Qin Jueyin's

motion. She suddenly felt surprised, and she turned to face Muchen once again.

She felt Muchen's body twitch and watched his face freeze, but she was still unable to escape from Qin Jueying's

grasp.

They embraced.

Ziyue stood behind Muchen.

Ziyue was rather perplexed. Is the interaction between Muchen and Qin Jueyin positive or negative?

Qin Jueyin continued to grin: "I won't trouble you to meet now that you're here. Let's eat supper together at the old

spot around eight o'clock in the evening."

Ziyue always had the impression that Qin Jueyin reminded her of a little child who had pulled off a successful joke.

I'm not sure if this was just her imagination.

He exuded an air of self-satisfaction.

Furthermore, Muchen, who stood in front of her, was radiating the same energy.

At this moment, Muchen turned around, pulled her, and walked towards the room: "Let's go in."

"Hey, he..." He forced Ziyue to walk inside and couldn't help but look.

Just in time, Qin Jueyin winked at her.

Ziyue was taken aback for a moment. She felt the man holding her hand strengthen his grip.

She was pushed in by Muchen, and then the door of the room was slammed shut.

Ziyue was about to face Muchen when he hugged her tightly.

He whispered: "How are you doing these days?"

He tilted his head to talk to Ziyue, and the hot breath he exhaled hit her ear, and she couldn't help but shiver,

"Very...very good."

Muchen repeated with an inexplicable danger in his tone. "Very good?"