After Marrying a Sickly Major General | BL, MTL

Chapter 63: Mu Chen: ...Am I a scumbag? !

Chapter 63 Banquet Hall

◎Mu Chen: ... Am I a scumbag? ! ◎

"One hundred and one ways to pursue your sweetheart."

"Control your own body: Will you treat a momentary sexual impulse as love?"

"Good man's code: Don't play with others' sincerity because of a whim."

"Ten tips to help you hunt for the heart of your male god."

"Are you a novice in love? Want to actively pursue your male god? When you say the word 'chase', you have already lost at the starting line."

"Anti-face dog alliance: Fall in love with his heart, not his face."

"Zodiac fortune-telling: Look at your birthday to predict your compatibility with him/her."

"Advice for you: If you have a hero complex, please distinguish between admiration and love."

"After marrying and divorcing his first love, he warned all young people not to think about the future and not to miss any romantic beginnings."

Mu Chen: "..."

His Star Network search history is full of keywords such as "pursue", "impulse", "first love" and so on.

Mu Chen has never been in love, and has never been moved by a heart. He originally went to search for strategies, but there were too many web pages with various entries. After reading them, Mu Chen was confused. There were not only a lot of strategy posts, but also a lot of warning posts. Many people shared their own experiences in the replies below, pouring out their bitterness of impulsiveness and failed love.

"We're here."

Mu Chen raised his head from the light screen and turned to Su Qing. He looked at the handsome face of the major general as usual, with an unprecedented confusion in his expression, and his mind was filled with information from the search web page.

Su Qing saw that his expression was different, and there was a little questioning in his eyes. Mu Chen groaned, and really couldn't explain to him what he was thinking. The divination promotion just now flashed in his mind, and a light flashed, and he said: "Major General, when is your birthday?"

"October."

That was two months ago, and Su Qing was still not awake. Mu Chen calculated, subconsciously thinking that there was still a lot of time until the major general's next birthday.

"What about you?"

"July, it's still early." Mu Chen said, while recalling the free content on the divination website.

... October and July, are they compatible?

No. It's not the time to think about these things.

Among the web pages that Mu Chen just browsed, "Control Your Body", "Good Man Code" and "The Alliance of Face Dogs" gave him a huge shock. There were many likes below those web pages, and someone shared under "Control Your Body" that they were taken advantage of by their ex-boyfriends, but the other party's enthusiasm faded after a few days and left. His words were full of pain, and he cursed his ex-boyfriend for being a scumbag, and hoped that other scumbags who read this article would have a conscience and let these innocent boys go.

Mu Chen unconsciously identified with the first half, and then was extremely shocked: ... Am I also the kind of scumbag who wants to play with others' bodies and minds because of their looks and bodies? !

From another angle, let's not talk about physical impulses. Even the "Advice for You" article made sense. Mu Chen asked himself, his concern and closeness to Su Qing was originally a result of his admiration... Maybe it's easier to be impulsive towards someone you admire?

Mu Chen's mind was full of question marks. He thought, no, I have to think these things through first, he can't be impulsive, he has to be responsible for Su Qing.

No wonder most of his comrades in the war zone have never been in a relationship before... It's much more difficult than driving a mecha!

Mu Chen was wandering in his mind while following Su Qing down the aircraft.

They arrived at the Graystone Palace to attend the New Year's dinner hosted by the Director.

Although the Graystone Palace has the word "Palace" in its name, its appearance is very simple, like three gray square stones stacked together. These three square layouts each have their own functions. The first two are used for meetings and offices, and the last one is the residence of the Federation Director.

The entire Graystone Palace is located on the ground, surrounded by a large lawn. Flying is prohibited within 100 square kilometers. After landing in a private aircraft, you have to transfer to the land vehicle inside to enter the Graystone Palace. The annual New Year's Eve dinner is grand. The assassins' private aircrafts of various colors are parked on the docking platform outside the Graystone Palace. Judging from the models, they are not cheap and belong to the senior officials of the Federation Military and Government.

The guiding robot led Su Qing and Mu Chen to the land vehicle. Five minutes later, the land vehicle stopped in front of the banquet hall. Mu Chen followed Su Qing and entered the main entrance.

The banquet hall was beautifully decorated and crowded with people.

The entire banquet hall was larger than Su Qing's training ground. There was a sunken dance floor in front and several long dining tables in the back. The tablecloth embroidered with gold thread exuded an elegant charm. On top of it were laid a series of exquisitely arranged appetizers. Fresh flower arrangements were placed every five seats on the table, cleverly dividing the long table into spaces that were interrupted but not closed.

This banquet was more like a party for the top leaders of the Federation once a year. The occasion was not serious. The decoration in the banquet hall was less solemn and more luxurious.

Before the official banquet started, people walked around and chatted with wine glasses in twos and threes. Mu Chen followed Su Qing into the banquet hall and noticed that several eyes immediately fell on them, with the intention of sizing them up.

Mu Chen looked up and looked around. There were too many people in the banquet hall, and it was hard to tell who was who.

"Here." Feng Parker, the commander of the 12th Army, arrived a little earlier than them and greeted Su Qing and Mu Chen from a distance. He did not wear a military dress like Su Qing, but a dark red suit embroidered with intricate gold thread, and his shirt collar had intricate lace, dressed like an aristocrat in the old court in the information.

It was in keeping with his status.

Su Qing sat down next to Feng first.

Mu Chen naturally sat opposite the major general. Feng leaned forward to talk to Mu Chen, but felt it was inconvenient to be separated by a table, so he simply stood up and sat down next to Mu Chen.

He pretended not to notice Su Qing's gaze and said with a smile, "Great, Chen. The new celebrity in the military. I didn't expect you to be so amazing!"

He gave a thumbs up and jokingly said, "If you weren't the new target of the Reard family, I would have invited you to the 12th Legion."

There were two parts to the sentence, and Su Qing didn't like either part. The major general's face darkened. Mu Chen was helpless. He could see that Feng was doing it on purpose. He said before Su Qing could speak: "Don't bring up that."

"I have no interest in hanging out in your army." Mu Chen spoke to Feng with a serious expression, glancing at Su Qing from the corner of his eye. "As for the Reard family... it's not much different now than it was in the past. Even if I hadn't been exposed in the virtual level, they still disliked me."

Feng shrugged his shoulders: "That's a big difference."

"The head of the Reard family, Hoffman. Reard is like a poisonous snake. He might have taken advantage of you, but now he's targeting you."

"Look, did you see that?" He raised his head and gestured to Mu Chen, "The one over there, the one who just entered. The head of the Reard family."

Hoffman was wearing a pure black suit and was entering from the main entrance of the banquet hall.

He should be over 70 years old, but in the interstellar era where the average age is 200 years old, he is not considered old, and his appearance does not look old either. Because he takes good care of himself, he can even be called handsome and looks younger than his peers.

He has been a playboy for seventy years and has never married, but he has two sons. One is Leman, the deputy commander of the First Legion, and the other is the next heir of the Reard family, Ray. Reard. Hoffman did not bring a female or male companion today, and walked in with a smile on his face. His eyes swept across the banquet hall, seemingly casually but accurately staying on Mu Chen for a second longer, and then moved to Su Qing. The

major general looked cold and nodded to him. As

soon as Hoffman entered the venue, he attracted a lot of people to surround him.

"It's a big show." Feng said, "More than the director's show."

As he spoke, he stood up with a glass of wine. The expression that originally showed disdain for Hoffman changed in an instant, and replaced it with a look that was not flattering, but also very enthusiastic.

Feng: "I have to say hello too." Then he walked to the door.

Mu Chen: "..."

This man changed his face and became able to perform.

Su Qing glanced at Mu Chen, saw what he was thinking, and said calmly: "When I'm not around, don't get too close to Feng alone."

When he said this, Feng had just taken a step forward. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and turned back. Before he could refute, the lights around him suddenly went out.

The banquet hall was dark, but no one was surprised. The next second, a bright spotlight hit the stairs on the second floor behind the dance floor.

The hourly clock rang, and it was time for the banquet to officially begin.

Under the only spotlight in the banquet hall, two figures appeared. Shao Wen, the chief director of the Federation, was just in his early forties, wearing a white suit, holding his wife Fei Ya Luo. Rad's hand appeared on the semicircular platform at the end of the stairs.

Fei Ya Luo. Rad was also a man. He was the only son of the former Alliance Director Joan. Rad did not enter politics. When Rad was the director, Fei Ya Luo was still a teenager. He didn't care about the power of his father's subordinates at all. Instead, he developed a great interest in jewelry design. At the age of 18, he became the most famous jewelry designer in the Federation. Joan Rad doted on him, did not interfere with his interests and hobbies, and invested a lot of money in his design studio.

"Did you see that?" Feng took a step back. Instead of looking for Hoffman in the dark, he returned to Mu Chen and whispered, "Look at the earrings of the director's wife."

Feiaro had delicate features and a slightly slender frame. His long golden hair was tied up behind his head, revealing a simple crimson gem earring.

Mu Chen took a closer look. Under the spotlight, the gem's light was lively, swaying slightly with Feiaro's steps, as if a fire was sealed in a thin shell.

This was not an ordinary gem, but an expensive high-purity energy crystal.

The darker the color of the energy crystal, the greater the purity, and the higher the energy it can provide. The energy crystals that ordinary people can afford are almost colorless, and the energy crystals used in the legion are mostly light yellow, green, blue, and pink.

This kind of dark-colored energy crystal is very rare, and the mining rate is extremely low. A small piece the size of a fingernail can provide power for a standard mecha for two hours, which is a million times more efficient than the energy crystals commonly used by the military.

"We don't have many of these in the entire legion." Feng sighed, "But on the wife of the director, it's just a little decoration. He has countless jewelry, and each one is extremely expensive."

However, although Feialuo was dressed exquisitely, his face was very haggard. He looked tired, and he couldn't help yawning when walking on the steps, and leaned on Shao Wen unconsciously.

Feng: "It seems that his sleeping sickness has not been cured yet."

"Sleeping sickness?"

"About ten years ago, it was just after Joan Radg's death. It's said outside that he got the disease because he was too sad because of his father's sudden death. The time he was awake every day gradually decreased, and he couldn't wake up when he fell asleep. If he continued to develop, he would become a vegetative person without independent consciousness. The director was very anxious about this."

Mu Chen looked at the two people who were gradually walking down the dance floor, his expression thoughtful.

Shao Wen looked at Feialuo with gentle eyes.

He had been in love with Fiallo since he was in his early twenties, and after more than a decade, his affection remained the same. With a gentle smile on his face, he took Fiallo's hand and walked into the dance floor. The

electronic candles decorated on the walls on both sides of the banquet hall lit up, and the flowers with candles below bloomed, revealing deep and light purple. The orchestra on the dance floor played music, and the director took Fiallo to dance a gentle and lingering opening dance.

The atmosphere in the banquet hall became lively.

This was an extremely lively banquet.

A humanoid housekeeping robot in a suit appeared from behind the door, holding a plate high and placing plates of exquisite food on the long table. The crowd began to flow again, and Feng Ye walked back to Hoffman, who was surrounded by a group of people. Reard.

Hoffman temporarily ignored the people around him who were busy talking to him, and only raised his glass to the director Shao Wen from a distance through the noisy crowd.

Mu Chen's eyes were still on Fiallo.

He was led by the director, looking increasingly sleepy, nodding and greeting several people.

Mu Chen looked away and found that the position of the plate in front of him had changed.

Su Qing moved aside several dishes that Mu Chen would not like, replaced them with a plate that Mu Chen would like, and pushed it in front of him, motioning Mu Chen to try it.

Mu Chen took the plate and changed his position, sitting next to Su Qing. He ate a few pieces of beef with a rich sauce, then bit his fork and said to Su Qing in a low voice, "Do you think the director wants to test the data, will it be related to Fiaro's body?"

"According to the serial number on the chip box, the data stored in the chip box that Claude wants to take away roughly coincides with the time when Fiaro fell ill."

Su Qing replaced it with a plate of sliced ​​smoked pork leg and placed it in front of Mu Chen. Mu Chen didn't notice it and continued to eat with his fork, his thoughts running wild. He didn't know if his thoughts were reliable, and he talked to Su Qing about whatever he thought of.

"About ten years ago, the former director died suddenly of illness, and the upper power structure was turbulent. Fiallo was Joan's only son. Even though he showed no desire for power, other people in the Rad family might still be afraid of him. Judging from the current clues, the secret laboratory is under the control of the Rad family..."

"Who knows what kind of bloody kidnapping plot happened at that time. Such high-level secrets are usually unknown. Maybe the Rad family did some experiments on Fiallo."

...Gene fusion.

Whenever Mu Chen thought of the first few words in the title of the information that Claude sent him, his back felt a little cold.

Su Qing pushed another light red juice drink to Mu Chen: "It's hard to say."

"To find the connection, at least Fiallo's gene sample is needed."

The drink tasted like watermelon, which just relieved the greasiness of eating meat. Mu Chen took two sips and tilted his head to look at him. Su Qing

was wearing a military dress today, with a tie in front of his white shirt. The dark black dress had silver edges on the cuffs and collar, and silver shoulder tassels hung from the right shoulder to the collar above the double-breasted buttons. More pleasing to the eye than usual. The complicated decorations did not diminish his sharp aura.

The major general seemed to have planned ahead.

He stood up, took a glass of wine from the tray of the mechanical waiter, and walked towards the director.

Mu Chen:...

"...So you have already guessed it?" Mu Chen followed Su Qing, lowering his voice very low, and speaking close to Su Qing's ear, almost touching Su Qing's earlobe, "Yes, you should have known about the director and Fiallo... Why didn't you tell me earlier?!" The

young man's breath brushed past, and Su Qing narrowed his eyes slightly at an angle that Mu Chen could not see.

Su Qing: "Reciprocity."

Mu Chen:?

He reacted for a second, and then said in disbelief, "You... a major general, are you really so vindictive?!"

His previous two suspicions were indeed correct!

Su Qing hummed, and was justified and guiltless. Not only that, he also made a further request, saying in a calm voice: "Help me."

He reached down and held Mu Chen's hand.

The major general's slightly cool fingers slid across his palm, and Mu Chen felt a small and sharp sampler being stuffed into his palm.

Mu Chen:...

Mu Chen: It would be fine if you didn't tell me in advance, but you also assigned me a task at the last minute? ! Things came so suddenly, and you are not afraid of failure? !

He had a completely new understanding of Su Qing.

"Mr. Director, Mr. Rad." Su Qing looked calm, pulled Mu Chen, and greeted the two people in front.

Mu Chen:...

He put on a polite smile on his face and also greeted the two people not far away.

"You two have a good relationship." Director Shao Wen looked at Mu Chen's actions and said with a smile. He was a gentle person. Although he was the highest-ranking director of the Federation, he spoke in an approachable manner without any pressure from a superior.

Su Qing was natural and let go of Mu Chen's hand. He slightly leaned over and changed the wine glass to his left hand. While talking to Huo Wen, he led him to the table with desserts next to him. Su Qing leaned against the table and took two steps away from Mu Chen.

In the sound of music, his conversation with Shao Wen was a little vague, and he didn't want to listen to what Su Qing was saying to Shao Wen. He

curled his fingers slightly and stood by the table. With the cover of the tablecloth hanging from the corner of the table, he felt the shape of the sampler that Su Qing stuffed into him. Feiaro subconsciously wanted to walk towards Shao Wen, and Mu Chen quickly called him.

"Mr. Feiaro."

Author's words:

Stupid Author: Tsk tsk tsk, Chenchen, who has never been in love, is easily fooled by soft articles, and has an overly heavy sense of responsibility. Hehehehe. But there won't be any twists and turns in the love line! (Shouting)