In fact, Meng Mingxuan didn’t quite understand why Ye Yukan came to her and asked about her sister.

Since he chose to escape and leave her sister without saying a word, it means that her sister is not that important to him.

Since it's not important, there's no need to see each other again, whether alive or dead.

"Go away." Meng Mingxuan turned the umbrella over and said, "Don't come here again, unless you want to get beaten."

That was because Yan Mojiu was not at home today, otherwise Ye Yukan would definitely have been beaten a second time.

Meng Mingxuan didn't know that Ye Yukan had been beaten by Yan Mojiu for the second time during the day, and this was the third time.

"Miss." Ye Yukan took a step forward, and the bodyguard next to him immediately became alert and took a small step forward. Ye Yukan had to retreat back to his original position, "I think you already know about the affair between me and your sister, but I had my own difficulties back then. I did it to protect your sister."

Meng Mingxuan thought of Yan Mojiu at an inappropriate time.

He knew it would be dangerous when he brought her to Kyoto, but he still chose to keep her with him.

He said, although there are certain dangers in Kyoto, I am more worried about you being alone in Lincheng.

So Meng Mingxuan laughed, "You know what? Women are much braver and greater than you think. She can be a greenhouse flower in a man's arms, or a solid shield beside a man."

Ye Yukan is not a fool, he understands what is said.

Then he asked in a hoarse voice: "At that time, Brother Nine was only the Ninth Brother of Lincheng, and Mengyan Group was also in its rising stage. Miss, you have now experienced the lawlessness of these people in Kyoto. What kind of trouble do you think Brother Nine and your sister would have encountered if I had not left four years ago?"

"They are all borrowed." Meng Mingxuan was unmoved.

"Miss, I beg you..." Ye Yukan almost knelt down to Meng Mingxuan.

Then Meng Mingxuan turned around and went in holding an umbrella.

"Keep him away and don't let him stand at the door." Meng Mingxuan said to the bodyguard when she entered the room.

"Yes, Miss."

Ye Yukan was quickly taken away by two bodyguards.

Meng Mingxuan returned to the living room and looked at her wet slippers.

The rain is quite heavy.

She changed into a pair of slippers and took a dry towel from the sofa to wipe the rain off her legs.

Her 'boyfriend' hasn't replied to her message yet...

Is it sleep?

Why don’t you send a message to report if you’re not going home?

Meng Mingxuan flicked her forehead expressionlessly. How could she be so into the role?

They are not real boyfriend and girlfriend.

Just when I was calming down, the phone rang.

Meng Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up to answer the phone, "Hello, who is this?"

"Sister-in-law, Brother Nine is drunk. Sorry to wake you up. I called your cell phone but you didn't answer." Nie Ziyang's voice was heavily intoxicated, and it was obvious that he was not drunk either.

"Where is he? I'll pick him up." Her cell phone was in the room upstairs.

"No, no, it's raining so hard, we're already on our way back to Jinli Garden." Nie Ziyang burped, "Ninth Brother is very drunk, little sister-in-law, please wait in the living room, let's send him in before we leave."

This meant to let Meng Mingxuan know in advance that several men would be coming in at this time.

Give her time to change her clothes.

Meng Mingxuan understood, "Okay, come over here."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Mingxuan ran to the door and waited.

When she first met Ye Yukan, she had already changed her clothes when she left the bedroom.

The bodyguard saw Meng Mingxuan open the door and stepped forward: "Miss, do you want to see that Mr. Ye again?"

"No, I'm waiting for your Ninth Master." Meng Mingxuan raised the corners of her lips.

She had waited for people before, but her mood was not as good as tonight.

The bodyguard immediately laughed and stepped aside.

Nie Ziyang's car quickly drove to the gate of the villa, and several bodyguards opened large black umbrellas and came forward to greet people.

Meng Mingxuan looked at it eagerly.

Nie Ziyang and Tang Jun helped Yan Mojiu get out of the car and walked towards Meng Mingxuan under a black umbrella.

When Meng Mingxuan reached out her hand at the door, Feng Yilin considerately stopped her: "Sister-in-law, go in and get some towels first, so we can wipe our faces."

"Okay." Meng Mingxuan's face was still a little hot.

After all, these three people used to call her Mingxuan "sister", "little princess" and "eldest lady", but now they all call her "sister-in-law".

She always had a sense of unreality as if she was walking on clouds.

By the time Meng Mingxuan came downstairs with some new towels, Nie Ziyang and the others had already left.

Only Yan Mojiu was left lying on the sofa, covered with a blanket.

“…”

Meng Mingxuan put down the extra towel in her hand and took only one. She squatted beside Yan Mojiu before leaving, checking from head to toe.

Maybe the black umbrella was big enough; his body did not get wet, but some raindrops floated on his arms.

Shirt sleeves slightly damp.

"Yan Mojiu?" Meng Mingxuan called softly. She had never seen him like this when drunk.

Was it something that Mr. Yan said that made him unhappy, or was it Ye Yukan's appearance that reminded him of his sister, so he was unhappy?

"Ninth Brother."

She screamed.

The man opened his eyes, looked at her for a moment, and then closed them.

"Don't yell."

“…”

He still had a hint of clarity.

Not drunk to death.

Meng Mingxuan felt as if she had been caught, and she certainly knew that she couldn’t call him Ninth Brother now—but in fact, she didn’t think so. Why couldn’t she call her girlfriend Ninth Brother?

She prefers to call him Brother Jiu rather than Yan Mojiu.

But he doesn't like it even if it's 깊.

"Yan Mojiu, can you sit up? I'll take off your wet clothes for you." Meng Mingxuan pulled his wet sleeves.

Yan Mojiu closed his eyes but stretched out his hand towards her.

Meng Mingxuan had never served a drunk man in her life. At this moment, she was thinking about the drunken male protagonists in TV dramas and planned to learn from them.

Unfortunately, when I think about it, the plots are all from TV dramas where people kiss or even have sex after drinking.

she:"……"

Yan Mojiu opened his eyes a little and saw what Meng Mingxuan was thinking.

He sat up and moved his legs down, "Go back to the room and take it off."

Meng Mingxuan came to her senses and quickly stepped forward to pull his arm and put it on her shoulder.

Yan Mojiu glanced at her and transferred some of his weight to her.

“…”

So heavy!

Meng Mingxuan moved Yan Mojiu from the living room to the room with some hesitation. When Yan Mojiu sat on the bed, she remembered that this was her room.

But Yan Mojiu had already started to unbutton his shirt, and his fingers were anxiously unable to unbutton it.

Meng Mingxuan suddenly wanted to take a picture of this scene.

Anyway, Yan Mojiu had never been so clumsy when he was sober. He couldn't even unbutton his clothes.

"Let me help you." Meng Mingxuan walked forward.

She stretched out her hand, and Yan Mojiu opened her long legs, hooked her waist, and brought her in front of him.

Meng Mingxuan almost threw herself on him.

"Help me." Yan Mojiu held her waist with his two hands, one on the left and one on the right. He didn't look conscious at all, and his eyes were slightly narrowed.