Marry Me Quick novel Chapter 740

Chapter 740 He Was Both Happy Yet Afraid

Ziyue returned home in a sullen mood.

Muchen immediately noticed and offered her a glass of water. "What's wrong?" He asked.

She took a sip. There was a moment of silence as she clutched the glass tightly in her hands. "Youcheng is in the hospital." She finally answered.

"He's getting old. It's nothing to be surprised about." Muchen said calmly, taking the glass back from her.

Ziyue nodded. She thought back to something Youcheng had said. "Did he come to see me while I was hospitalized?" She asked.

Muchen pondered before nodding. "Yes, he did. He came once a month, but I didn't let him in. I thought you might not want to see him."

Ziyue shook her head. "That's okay. Our relationship ended a long time ago."

She remembered what had happened in the hospital.

She was right. Youcheng was sad and alone while in the hospital.

He was sick to the point of needing to be hospitalized, and yet his own son could not be bothered to see him.

She told Muchen everything. Muchen smirked, "If Yuanming were to visit him, that might be the push Youcheng needed into the grave. Knowing that Yuanming has his eye on Su Group, Youcheng would rather Yuanming knew nothing about him being sick and hospitalized."

Ziyue's mouth fell open.

Like father like son.

…

To Ziyue's surprise, Youcheng came to Cloud Bay to see her the day before her wedding.

Muchen was at Lumiere Jade House to supervise the wedding decorators.

"Madam, there's an elderly gentleman outside waiting for you."

"Elderly gentleman?" Ziyue didn't know who it could be. She followed the maid out.

When they reached the front door, she saw Youcheng dressed in a suit and leaning on a cane. He seemed to be in good spirits.

He looked much better than when she last saw him at the hospital.

The weather was getting cooler but still quite warm with the sun out.

Ziyue quietly deliberated before finally deciding what to do. "Let Mr. Su in." She ordered the maid.

She then went to wait for him in the living room.

The maid served them some tea before making herself scarce.

Ziyue and Youcheng sat across from each other. They sat in silence, sipping their tea without exchanging a single word. Youcheng was the first to break the silence.

He removed a file from his bag and handed it to Ziyue. "Sign here."

Ziyue's expression tightened when she saw the cover of the file. "What's this?"

"I'm getting old. I no longer have the energy and intellect to manage such a big company. I understand Yuanming better than anyone. That useless son of mine will not be able to handle this task. Su Group will see ruin if I hand it to him."

Youcheng's voice was riddled with sadness and anger.

Ziyue read the cover of the file over and over again.

'Share Transfer Form.'

Youcheng wanted to transfer half of Su Group's shares to her.

Ziyue stayed quiet. She did not understand why Youcheng would do this.

Assuming Ziyue would reject him, Youcheng quickly added, "Think of it as a favor to an old man. Su Group is a part of your dad's legacy as well. Please… We have employees who have worked for us all their lives. You can't just sit by and watch Yuanming run the company to the ground!"

He shook his head vehemently. His eyes glistened with unshed tears.

"Please, Ziyue. I've made my share of mistakes. I don't expect you to forgive me. But right now, I have never been more sure of this decision. Please, as a favor to me?"

Ziyue couldn't stand to see him plead with her any longer.

The day finally came for Youcheng to regret what he did to her.

She had never held out hope of it happening

and so it meant nothing to her.

She started to tear up at the thought of her father, Su Yizhi.

She couldn't understand how he could be that cruel back then, and the same was happening now. She did not understand his regret.

She inhaled deeply. "I'll accept the shares, but not for free. I'll buy it from you at market price."

Youcheng shook his head vigorously. "I'll give it to you for free. You are a Su, and…"

"Our relationship ended a long time ago." Ziyue stared at him unflinchingly. Her eyes were cool and distant.

The rest of Youcheng's sentence was left unsaid.

Ziyue continued, "I'll sign it after the wedding and get someone to send it to you."

Sensing her resolve, Youcheng kept quiet.

Muchen arrived home a few minutes after Youcheng had left.

He walked in to see Ziyue curled up on the couch. Her eyes were bloodshot, as if she had been crying.

His chest tightened. "What's wrong?" Muchen hurried to her side.

When Ziyue saw him, the floodgates opened. Tears streamed down her face.

Muchen panicked. He held her tightly against him. Thinking of the car he had seen leaving when he arrived, Muchen asked, "Who came?"

"Youcheng." Ziyue hiccupped.

Muchen's voice became like ice at the mention of his name. "What did he do?"

"He wants to transfer the shares to me… I didn't want them… He also… Apologized to me…" Ziyue couldn't keep the sobs from bursting out of her chest.

Youcheng apologized right before he left.

Ziyue hadn't allowed herself to understand how she felt then truly.

But now, in Muchen's embrace, sadness and helplessness engulfed her.

So what if he apologized? Her father was dead.