Quick Wear: The soft cannon fodder turns into a heartthrob and seduce

Chapter 528 The Blind Girl Bound by Gratitude (21)

Lan Ze was the last person to know that Mu Zhou's eyes had healed.

He only learned of this news at Mu Zhou and Fu Hanji's wedding.

He was both happy for her and heartbroken beyond measure.

Originally, Mu Zhou did not invite him to her wedding, after all, his status as her ex-husband would inevitably attract attention if he appeared.

But Lanze still attended with his parents.

He was unusually thick-skinned, feeling that he had known Mu Zhou for over twenty years and that it was necessary for him to attend such an important occasion.

But when they arrived at the scene, they realized that this was tantamount to puncturing his heart, leaving a scar that would never heal.

He watched the whole thing as if he were torturing himself.

This is the happiness he couldn't give Mu Zhou.

He deserves to suffer these pains.

*

On their second wedding anniversary, Mu Zhou and Fu Hanji had just finished their candlelight dinner when they received a package.

It was a gift from Lanze.

Mu Zhou was in the bathroom at that moment.

Fu Hanji looked at the eyesore of the gift and wished he could just throw it away.

Lan Ze was extremely tactless; even after their marriage, he would still occasionally pop up to make his presence known.

He took advantage of the decades-long relationship between his parents and Mu Zhou's parents, acting as the neighbor's older brother.

They always appear harmless around them.

But Fu Hanji knew the path he had taken, so how could he not be wary?

He will not give anyone a chance to rise to power.

He wanted to forcefully demand that Mu Zhou not see Lan Ze, but he was afraid that she would think he was too domineering and that it would create a rift between them.

Fu Hanji stared intently at the gift box until Mu Zhou came out of the bathroom.

She was wearing a loose-fitting nightgown with the neckline wide open, and her wet hair was draped over her shoulders.

"what happened?"

She passed by Fu Hanji and saw him standing in the living room, so she casually asked him a question.

Fu Hanji's gaze fell on her fair and slender neck and the curves below her collarbone, and his eyes unconsciously deepened slightly.

Before Mu Zhou could dry his hair, he pressed himself against him from behind and pulled him close.

A warm, wet kiss landed on the back of her neck, quickly leaving a mark.

Mu Zhou tried to dodge but couldn't, and her wet eyes instantly became misty again.

"what are you doing……"

She complained in a spoiled manner.

Fu Hanji remained silent, focusing solely on kissing the back of her ear.

Mu Zhou didn't even know when he had slumped onto the sofa.

Behind her, Fu Hanji pinched her chin and leaned in to kiss her lips, not missing a single inch...

"Zhouzhou, please don't see Lanze again, okay?"

He couldn't hold back any longer and said what he had kept hidden in his heart for so long.

Mu Zhou didn't hear what he was saying at all.

But he pressed her again, forcing her to agree in his ear:

"Please? Zhouzhou, promise me..."

Mu Zhou could only give a vague reply:

"Okay, I promise you."

Her voice was choked with sobs, and tears welled up in her eyes, a mixture of emotions welling up within her.

Fu Hanji finally calmed down when her fingertips had almost scratched marks on the leather sofa.

Even though he knew that Mu Zhou's words at this moment could not be considered a promise, he was still extremely satisfied.

At this moment, Mu Zhou was too weak to continue lying on the pillow, her cheeks flushed and her shoulders slightly hunched.

Fu Hanji got up, grabbed a dry towel to dry her hair, then carried her to the bedside, let her rest her head on his lap, and used a hairdryer to dry her hair.

Mu Zhou dozed off for a while, and only saw the gift box after waking up.

She casually opened it, and inside was a crystal accordion ornament.

It's sparkly, which is actually quite pretty.

Fu Hanji immediately became alert.

He moved closer subtly, and asked casually:

Why did I give you an accordion? Do you like it? Or... can you play the accordion?

Fu Hanji couldn't help but feel annoyed.

He was completely unaware of the connection between Mu Zhou and the accordion.

Mu Zhou shook his head in confusion, then suddenly realized what was going on.

“I think I remember now. I did learn the accordion for a while when I was a child, and I even said that I wanted to be a performer in the future. Back then, I would show off to the neighbors every day after I learned a piece.”

This neighbor naturally refers to Lanze and his parents.

Mu Zhou retrieved this long-forgotten memory from his mind.

"But I was playful back then, and my interest came and went quickly. I soon lost interest and put it aside."

When Mu Zhou brought it up again, he was still somewhat emotional. If he hadn't seen this accordion ornament, he probably would have forgotten about these things long ago.

Fu Hanji narrowed his eyes, his expression becoming slightly sharp.

Lan Ze was indeed treacherous and cunning.

She actually tried to use childhood memories to make Mu Zhou recall the beautiful past.

Mu Zhou looked up and saw Fu Hanji's slightly changed expression.

She smiled, placed the ornament aside, and wrapped her arms around the back of his neck.

"That's all in the past. I have absolutely no interest in the accordion now."

She stared at Fu Hanji with a smile and said meaningfully.

She has no interest in her former hobbies, nor in the people she used to know.

Fu Hanji understood her veiled meaning, and his mood instantly brightened.

He put his arm around her waist and couldn't resist kissing her lips.

*

Although Mu Zhou said he had forgotten his memories of the accordion.

But Fu Hanji still didn't want to let her and Lan Ze have separate memories.

So one weekend, Mu Zhou had just gotten off work when Fu Hanji took him to a private concert.

The main performer was an internationally renowned accordion player.

After enjoying the show, Mu Zhou was led backstage by Fu Hanji.

At the strong recommendation of the musician, Mu Zhou played the accordion again after more than 20 years.

Even though she could barely distinguish the most basic notes, she was still given the highest praise by the performer.

The two even made an appointment for their next lesson.

Even after Mu Zhou left, her cheeks were still flushed.

That musician was really good at lying through his teeth; the words of praise made her so ashamed that she didn't dare to look up.

It's unclear what benefits Fu Hanji offered to make the other party give him such face.

After getting into the car, she felt incredibly embarrassed and annoyed, and pinched Fu Hanji's waist hard:

"Don't make things difficult for him. What level am I at that that I could become a master's last disciple?"

Fu Hanji, however, paid no attention. He endured the pain in his waist and remained motionless.

"If she says you have a lot of talent, then you do have talent. You don't need to put in too much effort. Just treat it as a pastime. If you like it, go; if you don't, don't go."

Mu Zhou glared at him reproachfully.

However, the accordion is quite interesting. I learned it from a master, and the master used a purely encouraging teaching method.

She really didn't dislike it.

So, in his spare time, Mu Zhou developed a hobby of playing the accordion.

It was Mu Zhou's birthday again, and Fu Hanji took her to the grasslands to celebrate.

But as soon as they arrived at the destination, they saw Lanze, who was still haunting them.

They even stayed at the same traditional inn.

Mu Zhou casually greeted him.

Fu Hanji ignored him and took Mu Zhou to put away their luggage.

As soon as the room door closed, Fu Hanji picked up Mu Zhou.

Mu Zhou let out a short scream, then quickly covered her mouth.

Fu Hanji carried her to the bar and squeezed in front of her.

He cupped Mu Zhou's face in his hands, offering a restrained warning:

"Don't look at him."