Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love

Chapter 264 - 156. President Mu, are you here to catch an affair?_2

His thin lips repeatedly kissed the enchanting beauty mark at the corner of her eye, his voice low and heated, "When is your Senior Brother Sheng coming back to the country?"He intentionally emphasized the words ’Senior Brother Sheng’.

His scorching breath seemed about to ignite Nan Wan, her thoughts and reason dictated solely by his words, "Maybe... a few days before the Spring Festival..."

The wall lamp was still on, the warm yellow light creating a comfortable atmosphere.

Her soft voice was like a kitten licking its food, tender and alluring.

"Does he like you?"

Too many men were interested in Mrs. Mu, like flies that couldn’t be swatted away.

"I... don’t know."

"Aren’t you pretty smart?"

"... I’m not smart now."

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This was probably the liveliest breakfast ever, as the childhood friends occasionally burst into a crisp and pleasant laughter.

Nan Wan rested her chin in her hand, watching the two of them, a light smile hovering over her delicate features.

Mu Jin Huan’s gaze fell on the attractive profile of the woman, his emotions deeply hidden in his dark eyes, revealing nothing.

Nan Wan noticed the man’s gaze and turned her head. It seemed that his breakfast in front of him was hardly touched, even the coffee was still full.

"Aren’t you in a hurry to go to work today?"

Mu Jin Huan turned off his vibrating phone, placed it face down on the table, and calmly said, "Resting."

Someone rang the doorbell, Aunt Zhou didn’t immediately open it, but first checked the new monitor installed at the entrance, showing five men in suits, all looking to be in their thirties, with identical expressions of urgency and unease.

After the door opened, the man standing in front hurried forward, "Excuse me, is Mr. Mu at home?"

Aunt Zhou replied as Mu Jin Huan instructed in the morning, "Sorry, sir has gone to work, he’s not at home."

Upon hearing this, the man’s face turned extremely ugly, muttering a curse under his breath. The people behind him quickly dragged him away, "We’re here to ask for help, put away your bad temper!"

"Since when have I ever been so submissive! This is so damn frustrating!"

"You’re frustrated? Which of us isn’t frustrated? Mu Jin Huan could achieve this overnight, wait a few more days, and you’ll have to beg by the roadside."

"The one hitting on his wife is Nan Huaiyu, the one cheering was Tang Chengmo, yet the blame falls on us? Why is it that my company is in chaos, while the Nan Family and Tang Family are untouched?"

"Tang Chengmo’s mother is Huo Yihan’s real aunt, Nan Huaiyu’s father is Mrs. Mu’s biological father, can we outsiders who have no family ties compare?"

"Damn it!"

...

Xu Moyi sat on the bed with a messy head of hair, legs crossed, her face expressionlessly watching the man making a phone call by the floor-to-ceiling window.

Wasn’t she supposed to be at the bar celebrating a friend’s birthday?

Why was she in bed with this jerk again?

Still in the same room as last time...

After Huo Yihan hung up the phone, he turned around to find that the same kid not only hadn’t moved but was still in that position.

He picked up the pillow that had fallen on the carpet and threw it at her face, "Aren’t you going to quickly clean yourself up and roll back home to confess your sins? Sitting there with that dumb expression, waiting for me to serve you?"

Xu Moyi got hit directly, falling back as the muddled mind from drinking buzzed.

After a while, her wandering spirit finally returned to her body, and she reset her posture. Rarely, she didn’t retaliate harshly but instead pressed her lips and tentatively asked, "I didn’t do anything... last night, right?"

When she drinks too much her mind short-circuits, and last night’s memory was completely blank, not a trace could she recall.

Huo Yihan stared at her blankly, recounting one by one, "Stripped. Danced. Teased the security at the bar entrance, fought a dog for a bone on the street, wailed about wanting to die, redefined ’tone deaf’, and wanted to perform smashing stones with your chest..."

"What else do you want to do?" He chuckled coldly, "Ride the magic cloud to the heavens to accompany Lord Lao Zi in refining immortal pills?"

Xu Moyi, "..."

Averting her gaze unnaturally, the bad temper of the irritable little Moyu returned, casually throwing the pillow in her hand at him, "You’re so annoying, there’s no way I did such embarrassing things when I’m drunk! At most, just grumbled a bit!"

She drank alcohol, not some uncanny potion that causes memory loss.

He was clearly spouting nonsense and sarcastically mocking her, it was infuriating!

Huo Yihan tilted his head to dodge, picked up the clothes that the secretary had just delivered from the end of the bed, his perpetually amused peach-blossom eyes now devoid of any humor, he glared at Xu Moyi, his voice incredibly light, "Then why ask at all?"