Song Qingmo said that he was very bored. His parents had their own chat groups and he couldn't join in, lest those ladies and bosses would pull him on blind dates when they saw him.
Song Qingmo sat in a corner as usual, looking at the dazzling array of delicious food beside him, wanting to eat, but unable to bring himself to do so. The reason was simple. Every time Song Qingmo went to a banquet, he dared not eat anything. Even drinking water had to be brought from his car. Although he didn't think his charm was so great that people would plot against him and drug him at any time, Song Qingmo was really afraid. He didn't want to be plotted against without knowing it and then make the headlines.
Song Qingmo felt a little thirsty, but he didn't dare touch the drinks here. No one around approached him, so he walked out and returned to the car to drink some water. He felt a little weak, his head was dizzy, and he couldn't muster up any energy.
Although it was a bit rude to leave early, when Mu Heng was the protagonist today, those people would not have time to curry favor with him and would not care about him. Thinking of this, Song Qingmo dragged his tired body and politely explained to Mu's father and mother that he wanted to leave first.
When Mu's mother heard Song Qingmo say this, worry immediately spread across her face. She took Song Qingmo's hand and tried to persuade him to stay. "Since you're not feeling well, Xiaomo, you can rest in the room we've prepared. We have a doctor ready, and he can check on you right now."
Song Qingmo declined, "Forget it, Aunt Mu. I think it's better for me to go back and not trouble you anymore."
"As for that, you and Hengshi haven't seen each other for a long time, so you feel quite unfamiliar with each other. Hengshi just happened to be back today, so you can chat with him more about the recent situation in China."
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Song Qingmo thought to himself, they were really brave. When Mu Hengshi was sick, he wanted to go see him. Although they had kindly persuaded Song Qingmo and kept apologizing for Mu Hengshi, there was still resentment in their eyes. Now they wanted to pull him and Mu Hengshi closer. What were they thinking? There was no such thing as a cheap thing in the world.
"Aunt Mu, what you said is wrong. Hasn't Mu Heng and I been like this for a long time? How can we say we're estranged? Now we're just returning to our original state."
When Mu's mother heard Song Qingmo say this, she still looked a little embarrassed. But she quickly maintained her composure and said, "Well, we won't force you two to return to the way you were before, but I'm really worried about your health. Let's go to the room and let the doctor take a look."
Song Qingmo knew that Mu's mother was backing off, and it was not easy to offend the Mu family now. He had no choice but to agree, as they would not do anything to him if he just saw the patient. Mu's mother was very happy to see Song Qingmo agree, and she quickly called someone to lead the way for Song Qingmo.
Song Qingmo sat in a luxurious room in the recruitment office. After waiting for a while, the family doctor came and asked Song Qingmo a few questions. Then he examined him with instruments and said that Song Qingmo had a cold and would be fine after taking some medicine. Song Qingmo looked at the Jiujiu Cold Remedy that the man took out and drank the medicine with a cup of hot water beside him without too much doubt.
Song Qingmo drank a cup of medicine, and the family doctor left. Song Qingmo was the only one left in the huge room. Song Qingmo saw a few bottles of drinks on the cabinet in the room. The taste of medicine still remained in his mouth. Song Qingmo rarely took medicine, and he felt that the taste was unpleasant in his mouth. He wanted to drink this drink to dilute it.
Song Qingmo took the bottle of drink and drank it. After savoring it, he found it quite sweet, but why did he feel even more dizzy? Song Qingmo, his head swaying, walked to the bed and fell down. After a moment, he stood up again, feeling that he was not satisfied, so he drank another bottle. After two bottles of cocktails, Song Qingmo, who had never touched alcohol, did not realize the seriousness of the problem.
He had just finished two bottles of wine. Not only Song Qingmo's forehead, but also his face began to turn red. His fair face was slightly red. Although Song Qingmo never drank, he had a good drinking habit. At this moment, he sat obediently on the edge of the bed in a daze.
Mu Hengshi was tired of dealing with it, and upon entering, he saw this scene. At this moment, Song Qingmo's clothes were disheveled, his tie had been ripped open, and the buttons at his collar had been undone, revealing his fair and delicate collarbone. His face, due to the alcohol, was rosy, and the corners of his eyes also emitted a hint of red. His pale red lips were now as tempting as ripe red cherries, adding a few more charms to the already picturesque Song Qingmo.
Mu Hengshi just stared at Song Qingmo, and at this moment, Song Qingmo's brain had already crashed, as if he had been deprived of the perception of the outside world, and he was like a wooden stick sticking to the bed. Mu Hengshi had not wanted to attack Song Qingmo today, but he didn't expect this person to come to his door.
When Mu Heng looked at the seductive Song Qingmo, his heart skipped a beat at first, and then endless nausea surged in his heart. He no longer concealed his malice towards Song Qingmo, and looked at Song Qingmo with disgust.
He walked over slowly, holding Song Qingmo's chin with his hand, making him look up at him, "Song Qingmo, do you still know who I am?" Song Qingmo opened his eyes wide when he heard this, tilted his head in confusion, and looked at Mu Hengshi carefully. He stroked his tongue and stuttered, "Aren't you, that ungrateful and psychopathic Mu Hengshi?"
Mu Hengshi had not expected Song Qingmo to say this. His disgusted eyes froze for a moment. The anger between his brows and eyes intensified. He tightened his grip on Song Qingmo's chin and said to him viciously, "What did you say?"
Song Qingmo sighed in pain, then continued fearlessly, looking at someone like a fool, "You hurt my jaw. You hit someone for no reason, and you don't even understand what they're saying. If that's not insane, what is it?" Song Qingmo even tried to poke Mu Hengshi's head, but Mu Hengshi was taller than him and couldn't reach him. He gave up and settled for the next best thing: poking his own head.
Mu Hengshi was so angry that he laughed, but when he looked at Song Qingmo who looked innocent, he knew that this man was talking nonsense because he was drunk, but he was just angry. It is said that people speak the truth when they are drunk. He didn't expect that Song Qingmo, his mortal enemy, would think of him like this in private.
His dislike for Song Qingmo deepened, and a strange feeling spread through his heart. He stared at the mortal enemy he had held a grudge against for over a year, then looked down at Song Qingmo, his collarbone and white neck exposed to the slightest touch, and said dangerously, "Song Qingmo, do you know what we're going to do later?"
Song Qingmo was already drunk. His current state was perfect for Mu Hengshi to come up with an excuse the next morning. He wanted to trick Song Qingmo into pretending to sleep with him. Naturally, he wouldn't lay a finger on Song Qingmo. He was disgusted by the sight of him, let alone touching him.
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