"Although I don’t know how you ended up hanging out with Zhiyuan, I can tell you clearly that I am soone who is very devoted!"
Mu Yichen said this and then turned to walk towards the door.
"You better be!"
Wang Mingyu wasn’t sure if it was really Qin Mu inside, but if it was soone else, he’d be standing up for Qin Mu.
When Mu Yichen opened the door, he glanced at Wang Mingyu: "Want to co in and take a look?"
"Mu Yichen, have you had enough of ssing around?"
A bottle was thrown out from inside, Mu Yichen dodged to the side, and Wang Mingyu, hearing the noise inside, turned around relieved and left.
Mu Yichen laughed coldly, then frowned, closing the door behind him, locking it, and walked closer to Qin Mu.
"You actually threw a bottle at ?"
He questioned as soon as he entered.
"And you even called soone to co in and see !"
Qin Mu’s dark eyes were much brighter now, as if sobered up.
"I’d like to see him try, if he dares!"
Unless that kid doesn’t want his eyes anymore.
Mu Yichen spoke and approached her, thinking that Jiang Zhiyuan wouldn’t have a peaceful few days, then looked at Qin Mu, whose eyes were filled with hostility.
"You have so little trust in ? When have I ever been ready to give you away to another man?"
Mu Yichen frowned, his deep voice slow, questioning her.
"I don’t care, I want to go ho!"
Qin Mu felt like she’d fallen into a deep pit, if she didn’t go ho, she might die here.
"Go ho? No rush!"
Mu Yichen knew things were about to go wrong as soon as he heard she wanted to go ho, but he still held back his irritation and said two words.
"I don’t care, I just want to go ho! If you don’t want to go, stay here yourself!"
Qin Mu said, trying to get up, but Mu Yichen quickly grabbed her wrist: "Aren’t you drunk?"
"I’m really sober now!"
Qin Mu looked at him, her original plan was to play along, or maybe after so ti the knot in her heart would unravel, but after what just happened, she suddenly lost interest.
Mu Yichen practically wanted to curse, staring at her angrily, and sowhat pettishly: "Since you’re sober, keep drinking!"
He grabbed her with one hand and reached for two more bottles of alcohol with the other, handing one to Qin Mu, but she didn’t take it.
"I’m done drinking!"
Qin Mu shook her head and tried hard to break free, but tonight Mu Yichen was particularly stubborn, just gloomily watching her, refusing her defiance.
Qin Mu’s big eyes looked at him, a bit tense inside, slowly accepting the bottle from his hand.
"Who was that just now?"
Qin Mu asked curiously, instinctively taking the bottle and drinking slowly.
"Zhiyuan."
Mu Yichen said flatly, not even ntioning Wang Mingyu’s na.
Qin Mu nodded subconsciously, then took another slow sip of the drink, starting to feel dizzy again.
"You let Jiang Zhiyuan co in and see like this?"
Qin Mu, a bit slow on the uptake, suddenly rembered and looked at him suspiciously.
The air in the room grew heavy, Mu Yichen suddenly chuckled, then casually shook the bottle in his hand, taking several gulps before casting his captivating gaze at Qin Mu: "What if I did?"
"You bastard!"
Qin Mu said as she pushed him, though it wasn’t painful, she had already used all her strength, too drunk, lacking energy.
He kept smiling slyly, his gaze towards Qin Mu almost obvious.
Qin Mu glared at him angrily: "You, don’t you dare..."
"Drink up!"
Mu Yichen saw how much she could drink, suddenly laughed, then found an empty bottle, swapped it with the one in her hand, Qin Mu found herself with an empty bottle, then took the one Mu Yichen handed her, Mu Yichen put the empty bottle down, continued holding his own, raising his eyebrows at Qin Mu, signaling her to keep drinking.
"Boss man is different, huh! Anyone you want to get drunk you get drunk, even your own wife won’t be spared!"
Qin Mu joked deliberately before drinking.
Mu Yichen chuckled: "A wife, huh! I do have one! But right now, I feel like a solitary soul!"
A solitary soul?
Alright then!
It’s clear what Mu’s mind is like today!
"But if I drink too much, you better not leave here alone, or you’ll indeed beco a solitary soul!"
Qin Mu glanced at him again, then raised the bottle to continue chugging.
Qin Mu thought she’d drink until she passed out from all the alcohol on the table, but...
Her body felt completely powerless, yet it seed there was a corner of her feverish mind that was perfectly clear.
"Mu Yichen! Mu Yichen!"
Qin Mu moaned his na in discomfort, Mu Yichen was lying next to the sofa, watching the woman inside in a daze, disoriented, yet still able to recall his na.
Mu Yichen lowered his eyes, his bony finger joints lightly touching her burning cheek.
It’s as if, in the remaining ti, there were only the two of them, and could only be the two of them.
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