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Rebirth in the 90s: Melting My Devoted Mr. Iceberg

Chapter 65 Are You Free?

Author: Uninhibited
updatedAt: 2025-07-13

CHAPTER 65: CHAPTER 65 ARE YOU FREE?

Mu Qiancheng covered the letter paper, then turned his head to look at his comrades, and asked lightly, "Are you all very idle?"

The comrades immediately dispersed upon hearing this, saying, "Not idle, not idle, we’re very busy."

It was a joke, if they dared to say the word ’idle’, they could guarantee they’d be doing at least a five-kilometer run later. So, a wise man submits to circumstances. Although the gossip in their hearts was clamoring, they chose to hold back for now.

Anyway, sooner or later, they would know who Mu Qiancheng was writing to.

After the comrades left, Mu Qiancheng finally felt at ease to write the letter again. However, when he started to write, he paused. He had many things he wanted to say to Jiang Xue, but he was afraid of scaring her and didn’t know how to write them for a moment.

Even though he had thousands of words in his heart, when it came to writing them down, he was not satisfied at all. He wrote one, tore it up. Mu Qiancheng couldn’t remember how many sheets he had written; in short, what was originally a thick stack of paper was reduced to only five or six sheets in the end.

Looking at the few sheets left, Mu Qiancheng dared not waste any more.

He went over what he wanted to write in his mind over and over until he finally picked up the pen and wrote it down.

Xue’er:

Seeing the letter is like seeing your face!

I’ve arrived at the unit, and I’m going on a mission tomorrow. I happened to have a little time today, so I thought I’d write you a letter. I have so many things to say to you, but when I pick up the pen, I don’t know what to write.

Xue’er, you should take good care of yourself and our child at home, help me take care of dad and mom. I’m doing well here, so you don’t need to worry.

Xue’er, I didn’t have the time to spend more with you this time, I’m sorry. Next time, when there’s a chance, I will make it up to you, and spend good time with you...

Unconsciously, Mu Qiancheng filled a whole page until someone came looking for him, making him stop and look towards the person calling him.

The person who came was the aide beside the leader, Xiao Liu.

"Xiao Liu, what’s up?"

"Vice Mu, the leader is looking for you," Xiao Liu said with a smile.

"I’m coming!" Mu Qiancheng put the letter into an envelope, placed it in the drawer, and locked it, then followed Xiao Liu to the leader’s office.

Mu Qiancheng stood at the door and shouted, "Report!"

"Come in!"

"Reporting to the leader, Mu Qiancheng is here to report." Mu Qiancheng entered the office and saluted Director Wang.

"You’re here, sit down!" Director Wang laughed, casually grabbed a paper from the desk, and sat down across from Mu Qiancheng.

"Qian Cheng, I’ve seen your application." Director Wang sat down and placed the paper in his hand on the coffee table; it was exactly Mu Qiancheng’s application.

"Qian Cheng, here’s the thing. The unit’s accommodation is a bit tight lately. Your wife just had a child, so perhaps you can postpone matters regarding accommodation. When a unit has a vacancy, I’ll reserve one for you first. Does that work for you?"

Director Wang looked at Mu Qiancheng with some apology. At his level, he should have had his own accommodation, and his family had long been eligible to come along.

However, the unit needed some accommodation, and the new dormitory is still under construction, so they had to let him squeeze with the warriors for now.

Mu Qiancheng was slightly stunned after hearing this. After regaining his composure, he smiled and said, "I will follow the organization’s arrangement."

Saying he’s not disappointed would be a lie. But Mu Qiancheng is a man who stands tall and follows orders and the organization; it’s his duty.

"Qian Cheng, rest assured, the organization won’t treat you unfairly." Director Wang reached out, patted Mu Qiancheng on the shoulder, and felt at ease.

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