Chapter 393 He couldn't bear to fight back
Wenxi looked up and saw the handsome guy serving her wine at the bar.
Shouted to the people: "Hey, where's my drink?"
Two handsome guys pretending to be dead.
Now, even if they had a hundred guts, they would not dare to sell wine to Wenxi.
Mu Yansen, the president of the Mu Group and the man in charge of the Mu family. They had seen him on TV, and they were frightened when he came in.
I thought there was something wrong with their eyes. Why would President Mu come to a small bar like ours?
But the aura he exudes is really scary.
Then the area was cleared again.
They were very sure that this was Mu Yansen himself.
Judging from the way he spoke to that young lady, they must have a close relationship. I heard that President Mu got married, so this young lady couldn't be the president's wife.
Mamma Mia, they are done, they have offended a big shot.
The two tall-legged handsome guys felt sympathetic and lowered their heads, not daring to look around.
Seeing that they were avoiding looking at him, Wenxi got angry.
"Do you still want to renege on your debt?"
Mu Yansen couldn't stand it any longer, so he grabbed her wrist and said, "Go home!"
He's crazy trying to talk to a drunk.
Wenxi felt light and airy at the moment, and was almost fallen down when Mu Yansen pulled her.
Mu Yansen was quick to grab her waist and prevent her from falling.
Wenxi had no strength left and leaned weakly against Mu Yansen.
Mu Yansen was angry at first, but when Wenxi leaned against him so defenselessly, his heart immediately softened.
He grabbed the man by the waist, picked him up and walked out of the bar.
Lin Mo also pulled Lin Huizi out of the bar.
Two men in black took Wenxi's car keys and bag and followed immediately.
Without Mu Yansen's instructions, they knew to drive the eldest young lady's car back.
Mu Yansen carried Wenxi into the car and told Uncle Zhang to drive.
Lin Mo also stuffed Lin Huizi into the passenger seat, walked around to the driver's seat, opened the door, got in the car, started the car and left.
Uncle Zhang saw that Wenxi's face was flushed, so he knew that he had drunk a lot and was quite drunk.
It seems that the eldest young lady and the eldest young master were very sad after their quarrel this time, and they both ran to the bar to drink to relieve their sorrow.
Wen Xi leaned on Mu Yansen for a while, then suddenly opened her eyes and saw Mu Yansen's smooth chin.
He touched it, touched the chin, and then moved to the face.
Just when Mu Yansen was distracted, Wen Xi slapped him in the face.
The force isn't great, but it's still very, very loud in a quiet car.
Mu Yansen: ...
Uncle Zhang: ...
Oh, no one has dared to slap the young master in the face. Since he was a child, he has always been arrogant. Others have to bow their heads in front of him. Even the young master's parents and grandfather have never laid a hand on him.
Will the eldest young lady be thrown out by the eldest young master?
He was worried about the eldest young lady.
Mu Yansen glared at the woman in his arms with gritted teeth.
Before he could ask her why she hit him, Wenxi started scolding her.
"You stinky man! You're drunk, but you're still hanging around in front of me. I'm so annoyed..."
Then, he tilted his head and leaned on Mu Yansen, completely fainting.
Mu Yansen: ...
He went to talk to someone and got slapped in the face for no apparent reason.
Looking at Wenxi's quiet little face, he reached out to hit back.
But when his hand was about to touch Wenxi's face, his hand softened.
How could he bear to hit her!
His hand gently stroked Wenxi's face, his eyes so gentle that tears could drip from them.
Uncle Zhang has been paying attention to the movements behind him.
When the eldest young master raised his hand, he thought he was going to hit him.
result……
Shake your head.
The eldest young master has completely fallen into the hands of the eldest young mistress. Look at his little eyes.
Even if the eldest young lady stabbed him, he would probably accept it willingly.
They both loved each other deeply, so what were they arguing about? He hoped that the young master and his wife would reconcile quickly. If they did, the young master wouldn't be so embarrassed, and the workers would be better off.
The car drove smoothly to Huating Villa.
After the car stopped, Uncle Zhang got out immediately and walked around to the back to open the door for the young master.
After Mu Yansen got out of the car, he carefully carried Wenxi out.
Song Yuexin saw her son carrying Wenxi in the house and walked over in surprise.
"What's going on?"
After Song Yuexin asked, she immediately knew what was going on. A strong smell of alcohol wafted over.
"Oh, she must have drunk a lot. Her face is so red. Hurry up and take her up to bed."
Mu Yansen didn't say anything, but strode upstairs carrying Wenxi.
Song Yuexin returned to the sofa and sat down.
He said to Mu Lianshan, "Are our son and daughter-in-law okay? I'm a little worried. Xiaoxi has never been so drunk."
Mu Lianshan comforted her, "It's okay, relax. When you're young, you're always going through all kinds of trouble. The more you go through, the closer you become and the better your relationship becomes. A little drinking is nothing. Sometimes, drinking and saying what you want to say can actually be a good thing. Maybe they'll be fine tomorrow."
Just like when we were young, I remember that whenever you quarreled with me, you would go out to drink, come back drunk and scold me, hug me and cry, then roll around with me, and the next morning we would be back to normal.
Song Yuexin punched Mu Lianshan uncomfortably.
"Why are you saying these things?"
"Hey, there are only two of us here, what are you afraid of? My second child was born from you and me when you were drunk one time."
Song Yuexin: ...
Unable to stay any longer, he got up and went to the kitchen, asking Sister Zhao to make a bowl of sobering soup for Wenxi.
Mu Yansen put Wenxi on the big bed, took off her shoes, covered her with a quilt, and adjusted the temperature in the room to a suitable level.
Sitting on the bed and looking at her.
He tapped her nose lightly.
After sitting by the bed for a while, there was a knock on the bedroom door.
Mu Yansen stood up and opened the door.
It’s Sister Zhao.
"Master, this is the hangover soup that Madam asked me to make for Madam. When Madam wakes up, please let her drink it."
Mu Yansen took the bowl.
"Thank you for your hard work, Sister Zhao."
Sister Zhao looked at him in surprise.
He waved his hands quickly.
"It's not hard! It's not hard! This is what I should do."
Sister Zhao went downstairs happily, and then Mu Yansen closed the door and put the hangover soup on the bedside table.
I went to the cloakroom, got some clothes and went into the bathroom.
Wenxi felt dry mouth and uncomfortable, so he got up in a daze and looked for water to drink.
I saw a bowl on the bedside table, picked it up and started drinking.
After drinking, he put the bowl away and fell asleep again.
When Mu Yansen came out, he saw that the bowl on the bedside table was empty. He glanced at the person sleeping quietly on the bed, and then glanced at the empty bowl again.
Did she drink it herself?
Mu Yansen suspected that a wild cat had come in to drink the soup, but it was not until he saw the soup stains at the corners of Wenxi's mouth that he was sure that Wenxi had climbed up and drank it himself.
I couldn't help laughing.
He walked over, supported himself on the bed with his hands, lowered his head and kissed Wenxi's lips, and ate the remaining drop of soup.
After a while, he left reluctantly.
He whispered, "How good!"
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