104: C104 After Sobering up

C104 After Sobering up

After the guests had eaten their fill, they left in an orderly manner.

Old Master Mu and Mu Family did not have the intention to leave, and Mu Anren's body slanted to the side as he was supported by Su Cuiyun. There was no trace of clarity in his eyes anymore.

"Since we're already here, let's go take a look at your home." Old Master Mu said to the drunk Mu Anren.

Su Cuiyun's face was filled with joy as she kept nodding her head, hoping that Old Master Mu, the God of Fortune, would one day step into Mu Anren's house. To her, this was a good thing. However, Mu Anren was already drunk to the point of being unable to distinguish between north, south and east.

Old Master Mu cast a glance at Su Cuiyun, then led everyone with Mu Family out. The cars parked in front of the restaurant were particularly eye-catching. The people that Old Master Mu brought parked ten cars in front of the restaurant, blocking the road so that not even a drop of water could pass through.

Su Cuiyun helped Mu Anren into one of the BMW, and Mu Xiaoyou and Mu Yichen followed behind them into the BMW.

"Where's Sister?" From the moment Mu Yichen got on the car, he already felt that something was wrong with the people in the car, plus there were five drivers, but he still felt that something was wrong. Halfway to the car, he patted the back of his head. Where's Mu Qingqing?

"Who cares about her. The people your grandfather brought would have definitely already brought her back. What are you worrying about?" Su Cuiyun said in an indifferent tone, not realizing that anything was wrong.

"That's right, grandpa treats her so well, how can she be like us? Leave her be, if she isn't a top scholar, then she will perish on her own." Mu Xiaoyou replied. She was annoyed by Mu Yichen's caring attitude towards Mu Qingqing. She was in a bad mood.

"Second Sister, what are you talking about?" Mu Yichen was annoyed by Mu Xiaoyou's sarcastic tone, as if she was trying to sow discord.

"I said it's Mu Qingqing. Grandfather gave her the land, the house, the car, what did he give us? "You even foolishly followed her and became her follower. Mu Yichen, are you stupid?" Mu Xiaoyou, wearing a mask, took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of resentful eyes.

This Second Sister really knows a lot. If it wasn't because they were born on the same day, Mu Yichen really felt that Mu Xiaoyou wasn't his blood sister.

"Alright, alright, stop talking." Su Cuiyun looked hesitantly at the driver in front of her. He was Old Master Mu's man. It was better not to say such inappropriate things in front of him.

Within a dark private room in a restaurant.

After Mu Qingqing opened her eyes, she rubbed her eyes. The fragrance of the wine was still lingering on her lips. After rubbing her eyes for a while, she finally remembered what happened after she drank the wine.

She lost her balance, fell from the sofa onto the ground, wrapped in a coat that had appeared out of nowhere.

"Heavens, what have I done!" Mu Qingqing bit her cherry red lips in regret as she stared at the door of the room with a look of helplessness on her face. The only light in the entire room was the dim yellow light on the top of his head. It didn't seem to be noisy outside anymore.

"You're awake." A calm voice suddenly rang out from the side.

Mu Qingqing hurriedly grabbed the leather jacket in her hands and covered her chest with her hands like a frightened bird.

"Do you know that people can scare people to death?" Mu Qingqing flew into a rage. Mo Xiaohe was everywhere! Mo Xiaohe would follow her wherever she was.

"Did you do something shameful?" Mo Xiaohe had been sitting beside him and waiting for two hours. Now, he realized that it was also very interesting to be able to wait patiently for someone.

Mu Qingqing didn't dare let go of the jacket in her hands as she stared at Mo Xiaohe.

He was wearing a suit today, and his back was straight. Now that he wasn't wearing a jacket, it was possible to see the tight muscles in his chest. Mu Qingqing's heart was beating erratically as she met his attentive gaze.

"You're hugging my clothes so tightly …" The low voice sounded ambiguous.

Mu Qingqing threw her jacket away like a hot potato just in time to be caught by Mo Xiaohe.

"Why are you here?" Mu Qingqing lowered her head and looked at the hall outside. She had almost left, why was Mo Xiaohe still here?

Waiting for her?

"Your family and friends have all returned home. How do you plan to return home?" Mo Xiaohe originally planned to return to the team earlier, but didn't expect that after Mu Anren got drunk, the Mu Family people would majestically drive away, but no one asked about today's main character.

"They all went back?" Mu Qingqing stood up and supported herself on the sofa, sitting back down bit by bit.

"What are you doing in the Mu Family? Are they leaving you alone just like that?" He had to admit that Mo Xiaohe's voice sounded like a radio bass gun. Mu Qingqing was dazed for a second.

What could she do in Mu Family? It was just that Su Cuiyun wanted to put her to death at any moment. It was not the first time that she had been alone in a certain place. She was already used to it.

"This has nothing to do with you, Young Master Mo, you're being too generous." The two of them were alone in the room, so Mu Qingqing told the truth.

"Do you know how bad my leg is?" Mo Xiaohe was indifferent to her cold words and asked her.

"Isn't it fine?" Mu Qingqing rubbed her head, unaware of how seductive her posture was.

Mo Xiaohe placed his boneless and soft hand on his temple. He stared at her and his Adam's apple rolled a little. The bullet went through the flesh. "

Mu Qingqing's hand paused as she rubbed her temples. She looked at Mo Xiaohe's leg with a weird gaze. She remembered that Mo Xiaohe said he had nothing to do in the car.

"Did you really think everything was fine when I said it?" Should he say that the little man trusted him too much, or did he not care about him? Mo Xiaohe gently patted Mu Qingqing's head. The smile on his face was very obvious.

On the contrary, there was no smile on Mu Qingqing's face as she stared worriedly at Mo Xiaohe's legs that were wrapped in black pants.

"Are you in pain?" After all, she was injured because of her, and Mo Xiaohe's leg injury was half her responsibility. She wasn't so cold as to ignore the people who had saved her life.

"Are you feeling guilty?" Mo Xiaohe wouldn't let go of her emotion and insisted on her admitting that she cared about him.

"Speaking of your legs, I …"

"You care about me." Mo Xiaohe said with certainty.

Mu Qingqing was instantly speechless. Mo Xiaohe never forgot to brush up his existence at all times. His shamelessness really made her admit defeat.

"Little friend, how old are you this year? Do you know how old I am?" Mu Qingqing was truly helpless when a twenty-six-year-old man said this to Mo Xiaohe, who was seventeen.

Rebirth could change the fate of others. What Mu Qingqing wanted to change was only her own fate, not the innocent's.

"Pretending to be deep." Mo Xiaohe stared at her fair face. He saw through her feigned experienced posture with a single glance.

"Since you know how old I am, do you know that I'm not even sixteen years old yet? It's illegal for you to treat me as a child's wife. Do you understand?" When Mu Qingqing saw this, she finally understood a principle. Mo Xiaohe was someone who did not play by common sense, and he always liked to change the topic.

Mo Xiaohe didn't say a word. He only stared at her with his sticky gaze, as if he never saw enough.

"Why aren't you talking?" Mu Qingqing really didn't understand Mo Xiaohe. Talking with him was a bit tiring. She just started a little bit of trouble and thought Mo Xiaohe would retort or say, "I don't care how old you are, I'm just waiting to raise you to eighteen." However, Mo Xiaohe didn't do that at all. He stared at her with a particularly affectionate gaze, as if saying, "You still know that I'm taking you in as my daughter-in-law."

"You have a good understanding." Mu Qingqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry when Mo Xiaohe threw those words.

"Mo Xiaohe, you... "Stubborn and unrepentant." Mu Qingqing pretended to have a headache as she rubbed her forehead. She didn't dare to look Mo Xiaohe in the eye anymore. She didn't know why, but it felt like she was avoiding Mo Xiaohe. Mu Qingqing didn't know what she was afraid of.

"The only thing I'm stubborn about is not much. I hope you will cherish it." Mo Xiaohe said lightly.

"What is it?" Mu Qingqing blurted out, not even bothering to filter out the question in her mind.

"You."

Mo Xiaohe had been worried about Mu Qingqing for seven whole years. Every word he said to Mu Qingqing became a serious matter that he kept in his heart as a teenager.

Mu Qingqing could only feel her cheeks burning up as she stuttered at the words she was about to say. You, how could you, how could you be this sort of person? "

In the private room, Mu Qingqing could clearly hear Mo Xiaohe's heartbeat speed up. It wasn't a good thing to have good hearing.

Mo Xiaohe looked down at the time. There were still a few hours left, so sending Mu Qingqing home was not a problem.

"You can't, you can't do this to me." Mu Qingqing wanted to say that she wasn't the adopted daughter in law of the Mo family, and she couldn't be the adopted son in law of the Mo family, but the words stuck in her throat and she really couldn't say it.

Mo Xiaohe chuckled. He stood up straight and looked down at Mu Qingqing, who had an embarrassed expression on her face.

He wanted to tell her that she looked cute now, like a docile little sheep, cute in her good manners.0

"It's time to send you home, I need some time to drive from town to your house, I don't have much time left." Mo Xiaohe didn't want to scare her away. There were some things he could only think about in his heart.

Mu Qingqing fiddled with Beauty Bai 's handmade clothes. The gauze dress lingered in her hands, but it didn't ease her tension in the slightest.

"Mu Qingqing?" "Mo Xiaohe bent his body slightly, while Mu Qingqing's soft body dodged backwards." "Don't be afraid of me, I won't hurt you."

"Who's afraid of you? I … I don't need you to send me off!" Mu Qingqing turned her face away, not wanting her gaze to meet Mo Xiaohe's.

"The people from Mu Family have all left. I sent you back out of good intentions. What are you thinking about?" Mo Xiaohe put his hands in his pockets and ridiculed Ye Zichen.

He knew that there were certain things that could not be rushed, not to mention that seven years of concern was a kind of promise to him. It was also the beginning of a kind of passion. But Mu Qingqing was not. She was still young, so it was not appropriate for her to talk about these things.

"Let's go, I'll wait for you outside the door." Mo Xiaohe didn't want to confine Mu Qingqing to a dead end. She was in such a predicament and couldn't be turned into a nuisance anymore.

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