“Are you saying it’s her fault that she didn’t trust you?”
Ye Moxuan lowered his eyes and had an anguished smile on his face. “Can I blame her? When I didn’t even trust her myself, how could I have expected her to trust me completely?” His eyes turned gloomy as he looked at Han Qing.
“Looks like you know yourself pretty well. Since you know there was no trust in your relationship, why are you still bothering her then? Don’t tell me you plan on letting what happened five years ago happen again?
He looked up—eyes filled with determination—at Han Qing’s doubtful and questioning gaze. “Of course not. How many second chances do we get in life? President Han, do you think I would have just wasted five years waiting without changing myself?” he countered harshly.
“Who knows? Your family history could have easily twisted your disposition. Who knows if you’re still thinking of torturing her? Muzi is the precious gem of our Han Family. We won’t marry her off to you that easily.”
“Then, what do I need to do to gain your approval?”
Han Qing frowned. At that moment, Ye Moxuan had a self-assured look on his face and his eyes were filled with contentment, as though he was not the least bit afraid that Han Qing would refuse him.
“Ye Moxuan, stop fooling around. I’m not here today to discuss your marriage with Muzi, but instead, to warn you to leave her.”
Ye Moxuan chuckled. “You know that’s not possible. We’re inseparable. If we leave each other, then we’ll just end up growing old alone in this life.” After a brief hesitation, he narrowed his eyes as he analyzed Han Qing. “As her brother, are you thinking of making her grow old with you since you don’t plan on getting married yourself?”
Han Qing was speechless. Ye Moxuan’s remark had agitated him and made him unhappy.
“Even if you plan to abstain from love, you can’t possibly ask your sister to do the same, can you?”
Han Qing glared at him and his hands on either side of him subconsciously curled into fists. “Who told you I was going to let her follow me in abstaining from love?”
“If that’s not the case, then all the more reason for you not to stop us. Those five years should have been enough to show you.”
Han Qing furrowed his brows together. Even though he was not appeased by Ye Moxuan, what he said was true. They were indeed separable. Even if they split up, they would not fall in love with anyone else again and would probably grow old alone. He had thought of keeping her by his side and showering her with unending love once he brought her back.
It did not matter even if she did not get married and had to depend on the Han Family for the rest of her life. He could keep earning money and look after both her and Little Bean. She could have everything and splurge on anything she wanted.
If she wanted to get married, then he would find someone suitable for her—someone he could manage. This person would not dare to flirt with anyone else other than Muzi, and he would not dare to get mad at her either. At least, someone he had control over. This person was not Ye Moxuan.
The man in front of him seemed good for her on the surface. However, if the Han Group were to go up against the Ye Group, despite the Han Group already being an established enterprise in North City, Han Qing feared that he would have no control over Ye Moxuan at all. Moreover, the two of them had some history with each other. How could feel at ease if he sent her over to him?
“Billboards on streets all over the country will let everyone know that she will soon be my wife.”
Han Qing sneered inwardly. Suddenly, Ye Moxuan pulled out a leather folder from beside him and placed it in front of Han Qing. “Of course, this is my true gesture of sincerity.”
True gesture of sincerity? Han Qing looked at the leather folder and thought for a moment before opening it to take a look.
When he caught a glimpse of the words ‘transfer of shares approval’, he felt his brows jerk up and a faint suspicion developing in his heart. Is he really releasing his shares from Ye Group? To Muzi?
At the thought of that possibility, Han Qing took one full look at Ye Moxuan. Given the Ye Group’s status in North City, it would certainly be beneficial if he was willing to release his shares to Muzi.
The further he read through it, the more conflicted he felt. By the time he finished reading through the whole thing and looked up, Ye Moxuan had already handed a black, gold-studded fountain pen to him with a small smile on his face. “The witness should sign it.”
Looking back and forth between the fountain pen and his relaxed demeanor, Han Qing began to doubt the legitimacy of the contract in front of him.
“There’s no need to doubt. If you don’t believe me, we can have the best lawyer come over now.”
Han Qing looked up at him. Ye Moxuan then gave him a slightly sinister smile. “Do you see my sincerity now? Brother-in-law?”
Han Qing was speechless. He felt as though someone had choked him for a moment. Then, he clenched his teeth and said, “Who’s your brother-in-law? Don’t speak so carelessly!”
“How am I speaking carelessly?” Ye Moxuan smirked. “Just wait until Muzi and I get married. You’ll be my brother-in-law whether you like it or not.”
Han Qing blinked a few times. His well-composed temperament helped keep him from an outburst. He looked at the contract in front of him again. “Has she seen this yet?”
Ye Moxuan raised his eyebrows slightly. “There’s no need. She’s just going to marry me. I don’t want to burden her with this.”
Han Qing was slightly impressed by what he said. At least he knew to conceal this matter from Muzi.
“Since you seem to have a clear understanding of this, you probably know that she would feel apprehensive about marrying you if she found out you are giving her all your shares.”
“Looks like you’ve approved of us getting married then, brother-in-law?” After Ye Moxuan succeeded in his goal, he stood up and curled his lips in satisfaction. “Since it’s settled now, I won’t bother you any longer.”
For a moment, Han Qing was dumbfounded. Just when he was about to protest that he had not agreed yet, Ye Moxuan grabbed his car keys and walked out of the room.
The expression on Han Qing’s face changed. He wanted to chase after Ye Moxuan, but he realized the contract was still on the table and did not want someone to take it away, so he just remained where he was. As he looked at the contract in his hands, the expression on his face gradually became perplexed.
Ye Moxuan is really giving everything to Muzi. The day she legally becomes Mrs. Ye, half of Ye Moxuan’s shares would automatically fall under her name. If they were to get divorced halfway down the road or if anything were to happen to him, everything under his name—including his shares and inheritance—would be hers. That would also mean that Ye Moxuan would be left with nothing if they got divorced. He wouldn’t get a single—no, not even a single; he wouldn’t even get half a penny. No wonder he seemed so content. He had already given up everything, so he had no reason to fear my refusal.
Han Qing let out a heavy sigh. Muzi… How did you end up with such a difficult man?
If it were not for his deep feelings for her, what man would willingly give up all his inheritance for a woman? Not to mention, without her knowledge.
