Chapter 394 I Can’t Remember

Mu Yansen closed the bedroom door and prepared to go downstairs to eat something.

He had been looking for this woman for the whole afternoon and hadn't had time to eat, so he was feeling a little hungry.

Mu Yansen walked to the kitchen and said to Sister Zhao, "Sister Zhao, cook me a bowl of noodles."

"Okay, Master, I'll do it right away."

Mu Yansen turned back to the living room and saw that Old Man Mu was dozing off again, so he went over to wake him up.

"Grandpa, let me help you go to sleep in the house."

Mr. Mu stood up.

"Alas, as you get older you become sleepy."

Mu Yansen helped him into his room, helped him lie down, covered him with a quilt and turned off the lights before leaving.

Mr. Mu closed his eyes contentedly.

He was very pleased to have such a filial grandson.

After closing the door, Mu Lianshan said with concern: "Cover grandpa with a blanket. The weather has become colder recently. Don't let your grandpa get sick. He is old and can't stand the hardship."

"Don't worry, Dad. I've got it covered."

Although Mr. Mu is old and no longer takes care of the family, he is the backbone of the Mu family. As long as he is around, the family will feel particularly strong. So no one wants him to get sick.

When Mu Yansen returned to the restaurant, Sister Zhao had already prepared the noodles, a fragrant bowl of chicken soup noodles, and a refreshing side dish.

"Master, please eat a little. If it's not enough, I'll make more."

"That's enough. Thank you, Sister Zhao. You've worked hard, go and have a rest."

"Why!"

Sister Zhao felt that the eldest young master was in a much better mood now and still cared about her.

Unlike in the morning, when his face was dark and scary.

After Mu Yansen finished his noodles, he took the bowl into the kitchen to wash it.

He could do all these tasks, but he was usually too busy and had servants at home, so he wouldn't waste time on them.

After coming out of the kitchen, he greeted Mu Lianshan and his wife before going upstairs to rest.

I went back to the bedroom, got on the bed and fell asleep holding my sweet and soft wife.

…

Wenxi was woken up by the heat.

Mu Yansen didn't change her clothes, so she was still wearing the clothes she wore when she went out during the day, and she was hugged by Mu Yansen, which was really too hot.

She got up in a daze and stripped off all her clothes, leaving only her underwear.

Then she snuggled back into Mu Yansen's arms and continued to sleep.

The next morning, Wenxi woke up and found herself hugging Mu Yansen.

Both of their hands were wrapped around each other.

She hurriedly let go of Mu Yansen.

As soon as she moved, Mu Yansen woke up and stared at her, his eyes gradually becoming different.

Wenxi was very familiar with that look, the look when he looked down at himself.

After being stunned for a second, he quickly grabbed the quilt and wrapped himself tightly.

She said angrily, “Mu Yansen, we haven’t reconciled yet, how could you take off our clothes while I was drunk?”

Mu Yansen's eyes slowly recovered, and he said innocently, "I didn't take it off for you."

By the way, he didn't even think about changing her clothes last night.

He felt a little regretful. He should have changed her clothes at that time and even taken advantage of his wife.

Wenxi said suspiciously, "If it wasn't you who took it off, then did I take it off myself? I took it off myself, how come I don't have any recollection of it?"

Mu Yansen sat up and glanced at her.

"You did a lot of things last night. It's normal that you can't remember. Nine out of ten drunk people can't remember what they did."

Wenxi felt uneasy when Mu Yansen said this.

She really had no impression at all.

He hesitated and asked, "What did I do?"

Mu Yansen took the phone, opened the video and handed it to her.

The more Wenxi looked, the more he wanted to bury himself.

Oh my god! What did she say?

Wenxi wanted to delete the video.

Mu Yansen quickly snatched the phone away.

"This is my phone, you have no right to delete my videos."

“But the person in the video is me.”

"So what?"

"I'm suing you for violating my portrait rights."

Mu Yansen chuckled.

"Xixi, are you still drunk? What's wrong with me saving a video of my wife going crazy on my phone? The judge can't do anything to me. How can you be so stupid!"

Wenxi was extremely depressed.

My mind was still trying hard to recall what she did last night.

But I can't remember anything at all.

Forget it, let’s get up first and ask Lin Huizi later.

"Turn around, I want to get up."

Mu Yansen stared at her and smiled brightly.

"Xixi, what part of you haven't I seen?"

"So what if you've seen it? I don't want you to see it now."

Mu Yansen was overjoyed.

"Xixi, I find you're quite cute when you're drunk. From now on, when I'm around, I'll allow you to drink a little to spice up the relationship."

Wenxi threw him a pillow and rushed into the cloakroom.

When Mu Yansen took away the pillow, Wen Xi was no longer on the bed.

He murmured, "You run really fast."

Wenxi found a nightgown to put on and went into the bathroom to wash up.

While washing up, I racked my brains to recall what happened last night.

Alas, it seems that I still cannot indulge myself.

She finally got a chance to drink, but it was recorded on video, and she might even make herself look even more embarrassed.

She was now almost certain that she had taken off her clothes by herself, and there was no need for Mu Yansen to lie to her.

Luckily I took it off at home. If I had gotten drunk and taken off my clothes lying on the street, it would have been so embarrassing. I would have just given up and jumped into a lake.

When she came out of the shower, Mu Yansen had already returned from the shower across the street.

He has a morning meeting today and is running out of time.

Seeing Wenxi coming out, he walked over and hugged her.

Wenxi was upset. They were still in a cold war. She couldn't let the matter go just because she drank and slept together all night without thinking.

She pushed Mu Yansen's hand away.

Remind him: "We haven't reconciled yet."

"We're already hugging each other, how can we reconcile?"

"That doesn't count. I was drunk."

Mu Yansen looked at her solemnly for a while.

"Xixi, stop messing with me and be a good boy."

Then he pinched Wenxi's ears as usual.

"I'm going to the company now. Wait for me to come back in the evening."

Then, without waiting for Wenxi to speak, he slipped into the cloakroom and quickly came out wearing a dark gray suit and trousers, with a tie in his hand.

Put it in Wenxi's hands.

"Help me tie it."

Wenxi wanted to refuse.

Mu Yansen seemed to know what she wanted to do and pulled her hand to put it around his neck.

"Xixi, I'm going to be late."

Wenxi pursed her lips and had to tie his tie as usual.

"alright."

Mu Yansen said with satisfaction: "Wife, your tie-tying skills are getting better and better."

Of course not. At the beginning, she didn't know how to tie a tie. It was Mu Yansen who taught her step by step.

Wenxi turned her head and said, "Aren't we going to be late?"

Although Mu Yansen was reluctant, he still opened the door and left.

Wenxi walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and watched him get into the car. But the moment he got in, Mu Yansen suddenly raised his head and looked in Wenxi's direction, as if with telepathy.

Wenxi quickly hid behind the curtains.

She couldn't let Mu Yansen know that she was peeking at him.