Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration-Chapter 1234: Side Story 8: Get Married (Second Update)

The Dean glanced at him, "Don’t worry about what I’m doing. I heard that as soon as Mr. Mu brought her back, he came to see you first, so that’s why I came looking for you."

The Military Hospital kept the news that Ye Shaohua was concocting potions under wraps.

And the Dean was aware of the gravity of the situation, not knowing how many people from other countries had been sent to dig up information on Ye Shaohua, he kept it very tight.

"I don’t know either," each department had its own secrets, and the Dean understood that if he didn’t speak, even Minister Shen would understand, "But I really don’t know about Mr. Mu’s whereabouts."

"Alright then." The Dean originally wanted to ask him why Ye Shaohua had come here, but after hearing Minister Shen’s response, he couldn’t be bothered to ask any further.

He hurried off.

**

Ye Shaohua, who was on the minds of a line of people, was talking to Sister Jiang on the main road.

She still had to attend the press conference, but Ye Shaohua was somewhat reluctant to go, thinking Sister Jiang might think she had something urgent.

Seeing her wandering aimlessly with Mu Xingzhi on the street, Sister Jiang couldn’t help but take Ye Shaohua aside for a stern talk.

"Okay, Sister Jiang," feeling the gaze of passersby turning their way, Ye Shaohua lowered her head, pulling down the hood of her trench coat, "Let’s talk about it in a few days." As she spoke, she glanced to the side.

Mu Xingzhi knew she had something to discuss with Sister Jiang, so he didn’t follow.

He just leaned against a streetlight ten meters away, his head down, smoking a cigarette. The smoke was swirling, and as it slowly rose, it completely shrouded his elegant eyes and brows.

Most of the passersby were looking in his direction.

In fact, Sister Jiang didn’t have much to say to Ye Shaohua.

Compared to other artists, Ye Shaohua was really easy to handle—no scandals, no publicity stunts, a good personality, although the outside world rumored her to be cold and arrogant.

But Sister Jiang knew she was actually extremely gentle, and most people were deceived by her cold, stunning appearance.

"The show’s Director has been settled by me, but you should visit Director Jin in person in a couple of days. You both have your own opinions about the ’Ten Thousand Gods’ script; I won’t intervene. Your editor Guozi keeps in touch," Sister Jiang wanted to say more, but the sight of Mu Xingzhi made her swallow her words, "The show team is still waiting for me. You guys take it easy, don’t get caught by fans."

Ye Shaohua was wearing a blue turtleneck under her coat, the collar covering her chin completely.

The hood of her trench coat was also large enough that when pulled up, her face was basically unseeable.

But to the more obsessive fans, they could recognize her just by her figure.

Ye Shaohua’s photos uploaded online are unedited and closely resemble her in person.

Sister Jiang couldn’t help but worry.

If tomorrow brought news of Ye Shaohua’s romance, Sister Jiang could even imagine the scene of her Weibo, reinforced countless times, crashing yet again.

As a top traffic star, Sister Jiang found this very unfriendly.

She was worried to death, but the top-grade traffic celebrity Ye Shaohua wasn’t worried at all. She leisurely put her hands in her coat pockets, her eyes squinting slightly, her voice somewhat muffled, "You don’t need to worry about this. Backing up ten thousand steps, even if someone captures us, there’s no media that would dare to publish it."

It’s not like they’re not scared for their life.

Even the news media didn’t dare to mess with Mu Xingzhi, let alone those in entertainment media.

On this matter, Ye Shaohua naturally had a clear gauge in mind.

"You..." Sister Jiang was at a loss for words, "Alright, go on your way quickly."

Ye Shaohua turned and walked toward Mu Xingzhi.

Although Mu Xingzhi was smoking, his gaze had been on them the whole time. Seeing Ye Shaohua coming over, he immediately snuffed out the cigarette and tossed it into a nearby trash can.

The snow underfoot was mostly cleared away.

Only the snow on the green strip by the road remained.

Reflecting in the haze.

He glanced in the direction Sister Jiang was leaving and reached out unabashedly to hold Ye Shaohua’s hand, "What did you two talk about? Sister Jiang seemed quite upset."

"Even though smoking is not good, I can tolerate it. You don’t have to hide it from me," Ye Shaohua responded nonchalantly, seizing his hand, "And don’t call her Sister Jiang; she would be scared to death if she knew who you are one day."

Mu Xingzhi tilted his head to look at her, finally smiling, "I’ll quit."

Ye Shaohua said nothing.

When Sister Jiang reached the program team, as she habitually went to get in the car, she impulsively looked in Ye Shaohua’s direction.

She caught sight of the man holding the woman’s hand, stuffing it into his coat pocket.

His other hand casually resting on her shoulder, always creating space between them when someone passed by.

The two strolled casually, without the slightest evasion of the surrounding gazes.

Jiang Sister was momentarily startled.

She had been a bit worried about Ye Shaohua since the day she picked her up from Charmes and took her to the program team; the Mu Family looked anything but simple.

Jiang Sister wasn’t the type to care deeply about one’s background, but she was concerned whether Mu Xingzhi was serious about her.

Now, witnessing this scene, she couldn’t help but be slightly dumbfounded.

She sighed softly and then smiled.

**

The fluttering snow of the day had stopped, and as the year drew to a close, the parks and streets were particularly crowded with people out and about.

It was approaching evening, and the streetlights were gradually turning on, without a decrease in the number of people.

Mu Xingzhi pointed at the Ferris Wheel in the park and took out two tickets from his pocket, "Wanna go?"

"No way, when did you buy these?" Ye Shaohua squinted.

"I had Mu Qiu buy them for me this morning." Mu Xingzhi’s eyelashes were lowered, his gaze somewhat dim.

Ye Shaohua, seeing him like this, also sighed a bit. She flipped the tickets to check the time; they weren’t expired, "Then, shall we go in and take a look?"

"I know," Mu Xingzhi pulled her along, step by step, his voice faint, "when we had just graduated from the Academy, you really wanted to come here, but Nie Jinyu sneaked out and got hurt, so you gave your tickets away to someone else and rushed back."

Hearing him mention this, Ye Shaohua also remembered the incident.

But back then, it was her own doing.

The Academy had strict requirements.

The tuition at Mond School was very expensive. Nie Jinyu’s grandfather was actually quite poor; Ye Shaohua was only able to study there because he agreed to teach as an exchange.

So Ye Shaohua hardly ever wasted any of her spare time.

Mu Xingzhi and Rong Zhe, on the other hand, had much more freedom. They could go out during their holidays and when they asked Ye Shaohua where she wanted to go, she pointed to the Ferris Wheel in a book and said she wanted to see how high it was.

Ye Shaohua had been busy since birth and was actually very curious about what other normal girls played.

Only at that time, it was hard enough to cover for her so she could leave the school to see, yet Nie Jinyu’s sudden injury disrupted that plan.

"I actually regret it a bit, saying that to you back then." There was a streetlight nearby, but the light was still dim. Mu Xingzhi looked down at her, his grip on her hand a bit hot.

Back then, she wanted so much to go out, but because of Nie Jinyu...

Mu Xingzhi felt the resentment in his heart rising again. Realizing this, he forcefully suppressed it.

Perhaps because it was evening, Ye Shaohua found that there weren’t many people around the Ferris Wheel.

This Ferris Wheel was the tallest in Imperial City.

When they reached the midpoint in the air, Ye Shaohua could see the ground lit up with early lights, similar to what she had imagined.

Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but turn to look at the person beside her.

Mu Xingzhi sat lazily against her, his figure tall and slender, his fingertips pinching her hand, the light inside the Ferris Wheel a bit dim.

He was looking down, his face not very clear, only his long eyelashes partially covering his eyes could be seen.

His hands were also beautiful.

Either aspect, thrown into the Entertainment Circle, would definitely be god-grade.

Sometimes Ye Shaohua also had to admit, Jiang Sister’s insight was unique, pulling her out of that dim Internet Cafe, then wanting to pull Mu Xingzhi into the Entertainment Circle.

The scenery she imagined was quite ordinary; Ye Shaohua thought it wasn’t as good-looking as the person next to her.

Mu Xingzhi also appeared to be lost in thought, his attention not quite focused.

As the Ferris Wheel reached its apex, it abruptly paused, as if something had broken.

Ye Shaohua wasn’t scared; she leaned forward to look down and laughed, "Hey, our luck is quite..." ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Before she finished her sentence, her hand was suddenly gripped tightly. She looked up and saw Mu Xingzhi bending forward with a smile in his eyes, pressing his lips against hers, his hand holding hers against the iron railing at their side.

Their equally slender hands were crossed, set against the black trench coat they stood out even more pale.

The light was dim, making it difficult to see his face clearly. Mu Xingzhi lifted his head slightly, a few centimeters from her face, his hot breath lingering on her skin.

Ye Shaohua looked into his pair of eyes, dark and deep.

Mu Xingzhi’s voice was restrained and husky as he pressed his forehead against hers, one hand holding hers in his palm, his eyes lowered almost nonchalantly, "How about... we get married?"