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The current Ye Shaohua looks completely different from the usually cold and unkind Ye Shaohua.
Sister Jiang was extremely worried.
Ye Shaohua is a public figure. Although it will not cause anything to her if it is posted online, it will damage her image on the Internet.
But looking at Ye Shaohua¡¯s cold eyes, Sister Jiang couldn¡¯t take this step no matter what.
When she realized that the bar seemed much quieter, she subconsciously looked towards the door.
The bar was very messy, with the smell of alcohol and smoke mixed in, and the spotlights were constantly changing. Most of the people on the dance floor were looking absentmindedly in the direction of Ye Shaohua.
When the person appeared at the door, the air pressure dropped for a moment.
The other party was wearing a light-colored coat, with a straight figure. The coat was unbuttoned, and the shirt buttons underneath were meticulously buttoned to the top.
That kind of dignified and elegant temperament was incompatible with the whole bar. He thought that he had come to this occasion by chance and could only glimpse the stunning beauty in the world from the top of the jade tower.
The men on the dance floor looked absentmindedly at the people lying lazily on the table, while the women were distracted by the man who had just stepped in.
Ye Shaohua is very conspicuous among this group of people.
No one dares to come close within one meter of her.
And where she is, there are countless people wandering around.
Keep your eyes on her face or her fingers or anywhere else.
Mu Xingzhi walked up to her and knew she was drunk by looking at her, "Where has she been today?"
"I met Nie Jinyu, and today" Mu Liu whispered, "Today is Mr. Nie's death anniversary."
Mu Xingzhi said nothing.
He half-bent, reaching out to help Ye Shaohua up, when a very strong smell of alcohol hit him, "It must have been soaked in a wine vat."
It was only then that Sister Jiang realized, wasn¡¯t this the man she met downstairs at Ye Shaohua that day?
"Sir, wait a minute, Shaohua was violent when he was drunk" Sister Jiang was halfway through her words.
I saw my own artist holding a wine glass in one hand and supporting her chin with the other, looking up at the man. She was leaning on the table. Her low-waisted jeans were a little loose. Her top was lifted up, revealing a small piece of her white waist. The top outlines a slim curve.
The eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog.
"Do you know me?" Mu Xingzhi took a deep breath.
Ye Shaohua squinted her eyes. She looked at Mu Xingzhi and said word by word, "Gui, Yun."
Mu Xingzhi, named Guiyun.
Mu Xingzhi's fingertips trembled. He closed his eyes slightly and helped her up. "It's me. Let's go back first."
Ye Shaohua was even more confused, "Master is dead, Iwhere will I go back?"
¡°When this man is awake, he is always very proud.
The thoughts in my heart are hidden so deeply that no one can pry into them.
Only at this time will some clues be revealed.
No matter how difficult it was in the past, Mu Xingzhi felt that he could endure it, but when he heard her words, his voice became a little hoarse.
"Go back to Mu's house." Seeing the confusion in her eyes, it felt like someone had stabbed her in the heart.
He has been walking on thin ice in the past five years, and she has never had an easy time either.
Her coat was full of wine and was thrown onto the chair. Her shirt was half exposed, making her look even thinner, and the fiery gazes around her were undisguised.
Mu Xingzhi took off his coat, wrapped her tightly, and took her out half-hugging and half-supporting her.
It was only then that Sister Jiang behind her came to her senses and spat out all the unspoken words, "Violentviolent tendency."
"Sister Jiang, I'm going back." Mu Liu followed Mu Xing with a pile of documents, "Don't worry, no paparazzi will dare to take photos behind our young master."
Sister Jiang nodded blankly, not reacting yet.
This was the second time she had met Mu Xingzhi. His aura, well-cut clothes, and even the keychain in his hand were all exquisite. Sister Jiang finally realized that there was something wrong with this man. Simple.
Thinking about it, when Ye Shaohua got the resources of "Project Zero", Sister Jiang felt that something was wrong. Now she finally cleared her mind and felt a little uneasy.
"I'm sorry." She seemed to have bumped into someone, and she spoke quickly.
The other party didn¡¯t pay attention, and without even saying a word, he looked away from the door.
The other party was wearing a hooded sweater and had the sweater hat on, covering most of his face. Only when Sister Jiang looked upAfter seeing clearly that face that could be called beautiful, I didn't come back to my senses for a long time.
After she came to her senses, she looked in the direction the man had just looked and saw a black car silhouette.
That seems to be the car her artist took last time?
Sister Jiang is a little strange.
The man walked to the bar and ordered a glass of wine.
A long-haired woman hurriedly came over, hooked her arms around his neck, and smiled sweetly, "Young Master Rong"
Rong Zhe smelled of alcohol. He lit a cigarette and a faint smoke rose. After a while, he looked at the woman beside him and said, "You go first."
The woman was stunned for a moment, "Rong"
Rong Zhe suddenly smiled, his smile was evil, "Do you need me to repeat it?"
The woman hurriedly took off her hand from around his neck, took the bag away, and said anxiously, "Young Master Rong, don't be angry, I'll leave right away."
She looked at him with a bit of obsession, and even though she was reluctant to leave, she still turned around and walked away.
Because she knows that Mr. Rong likes female companions who are well-behaved and won't make him feel troublesome.
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"How much wine did Miss Ye drink?" Butler Mu saw Ye Shaohua wrapped up in Mu Xingzhi's coat, and quickly ordered the servant to make sobering soup, and then ordered someone to bring a new set of clothes.
But he stood far away and had no intention of helping.
Mu Xingzhi carried him to the room upstairs, where the servant had already brought a nightgown.
He opened the quilt to cover her, and changed her clothes very restrainedly and politely.
Although Ye Shaohua drank too much, he was very obedient and cooperated with him in the process of changing clothes.
The process of changing clothes was not complicated, but Mu Xingzhi was still sweating profusely.
When Butler Mu came over with a bowl of hangover soup, he saw that Ye Shaohua seemed to have changed into pajamas.
He put the sobering soup aside without squinting, immediately lowered his eyes and went out, closing the door.
Ye Shaohua's face was dyed bright red because she drank too much wine. She inadvertently pushed her pajamas to her thighs, revealing a pair of straight and slender legs, which were piercingly white.
Mu Xingzhi took the hangover soup and controlled himself to look away, but his throat was a little tight, as if something was surging in his body.
"Drink the sobering soup. Mu Liu said you have an announcement to make tomorrow morning." He put the pillow behind Ye Shaohua and carefully let her lean on it.
He very gently coaxed and coaxed her to drink the hangover soup.
She stopped making trouble even after drinking too much. She hung her head on his shoulder and changed her clothes. The smell of alcohol on her body was gone, but there was still a faint smell of alcohol in her every breath.
After drinking the hangover soup, she didn't wake up completely. She just felt the coolness on the other person's body, rubbed her hot face against his neck, and sprayed his neck with a bit of alcoholic breath.
Mu Xingzhi¡¯s whole body was very tense.
He reached out and grabbed her erratic hand, looked at her for a long time, his usually cold eyebrows were stained with a soft color, and he said helplessly, "How come you still love drinking so much after so many years?"
Ye Shaohua didn¡¯t make a fuss when she was drunk, and her eyes regained a level of clarity. If they hadn¡¯t seen her movements and the smell of alcohol on her body, no one would have believed that she was drunk just now.
"Have a good rest, I'll go to the study." He covered her with the quilt, looked into her eyes, and suddenly asked, "Are you awake?"
Ye Shaohua half-closed his eyes, nodded, and then shook his head.
Her fingers were still half-hooked on his hand.
The air in the room was thin.
Mu Xingzhi felt that he could no longer stay, so he stood up and said, "You can sleep peacefully. I'm in the study next door. Butler Mu is waiting outside the door. Call him if you need anything."
Turned around and walked out of the room.
He didn't dare to look back when he went out. He wanted to close the door immediately, but when he closed the door, he looked back at him out of nowhere, only to see Ye Shaohua got out of bed again at some point, lazily following suit. Follow him.
She didn¡¯t wear shoes either, she was barefoot.
Stepping on the snow-white carpet, it was stained with a very bright color.
It¡¯s really killing me.
Mu Xingzhi took a step back and closed the door again.
Turned back.
"Ancestor, you overestimate my self-control." He almost muttered in a low voice.
Ye Shaohua's eyes darkened.
There was a hot breath surrounding her face, and a soft touch was pressed on her lips cautiously and tentatively. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com