He Ye Domineering: Reborn Rich and Sweet Wife

Since she didn't have a job, Mu Qianlan walked around and got into the car.

He Chengze started driving after waiting for others to fasten their seat belts.

Mu Qianlan resisted not asking people why they were in a bad mood.

The car actually stopped at the entrance of the bar where Mu Qianlan got drunk.

Turning her head suddenly, looking at the person in the driver's seat, Mu Qianlan even wondered if He Chengze had seen through her despicable acting skills that day.

The man in the driver's seat has already pushed the door and got out of the car.

Mu Qianlan had no choice but to get out of the car, as long as she knew it, she was telling the truth, but she was not very good at saying it.

After giving himself a dose of reassurance, Mu Qianlan followed the people into the Qing bar.

The bartender saw that He Chengze was still calm, and when he saw Mu Qianlan behind him, he was stunned for a while, then lowered his head and continued to wipe the glass with his hand, "Welcome."

Mu Qianlan watched He Chengze sit down in front of the bar, hesitated for a few seconds, then sat down next to him, "Give me a glass of juice."

"..."

"..."

Both He Chengze and the bartender were speechless. They came to the bar at this time, but they didn't come to get drunk. Although it was a clean bar, it was also a kind of bar, at least respect it.

Mu Qianlan didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what she said, "No?"

"Have."

He Chengze looked sideways at the person slowly, "Let you come, drink the juice?"

He raised his eyes lukewarmly, "If both of you are drunk, do you want to spend the night here or have sex after drinking?"

did not speak.

He casually played with his phone until Chen Keren called.

Mu Qianlan suddenly remembered that she had an appointment with someone today, but seeing He Chengze like this, how can she walk away?

Taking a look at He Chengze, Mu Qianlan was about to connect the phone, but before her fingers touched the screen, the phone was snatched away.

Frowning, he looked sideways at the man who was drinking.

"Today, don't leave." The familiar tone was commanding.

Rolling his eyes, "I'll send a text message back."

The man looked worried, staring at Mu Qianlan's movements and the phone screen. He didn't feel relieved until Mu Qianlan sent a text message and saw Mu Qianlan lock the phone screen. He continued to drink.

"What's wrong with you today?" I still asked after all.

However, no answer was received.

He didn't ask any more, propped his chin, and took a sip of his own juice.

Love to talk or not.

Frowning and staring at He Chengze, Mu Qianlan frowned, and suddenly reached out to stop the man from taking another glass of wine.

"It's almost enough, He Chengze."

I just remembered that He Chengze has a bad stomach and is not suitable for drinking like this.

He Chengze grabbed the woman's fair and delicate hand with his backhand, and pressed her down until Mu Qianlan's back lightly touched the bar.

"Care about me?"

Mu Qianlan turned her head to avoid meeting the man's gaze.

The eyes of the drunk man are even more charming.

After an unknown amount of time, Mu Qianlan only felt an itchy neck, and a warm breath swept over her.

"Lan Lan, the preparations for the engagement banquet have begun. You have no chance to go back on your word."

Mu Qianlan tilted her head, so now she is sad because her marriage with Ren Ruman has gone bad.

The thought made me uncomfortable.

Mu Qianlan turned her head slightly, only to realize that the bartender had returned to the bar at some point, looking at her with a smile in her eyes.

Mu Qianlan was silent.

"Lan Lan." The man didn't know whether he was drunk or sober, his voice was drunk but not strong.

"He Chengze, get up and drive." Mu Qianlan was in a bad mood and pushed him away.

He Chengze lay on Mu Qianlan's body, raised his head, and brushed his lips directly against Mu Qianlan's ears and lips. The woman couldn't help but shuddered and leaned back in disbelief.

"Bang" sound.

When Mu Qianlan turned her head, she was the one who knocked down the wine glass on the bar.

This sound seemed to make He Chengze wake up, and put one hand on Mu Qianlan's head, "Does it hurt?"

Mu Qianlan brushed the man's hand away, "Drink your wine."

Really, there is nothing good to be with this man.

A natural incompatibility.

He Chengze didn't care, and leaned forward again, "Lan Lan, I'm in pain."

I hurt your sister!
Before Mu Qianlan could swear, He Chengze pinched the man's chin and asked Mu Qianlan to look at him. He Chengze pulled the hair from his forehead, revealing a hideous, blood-clogged gash.

Shock and distress flashed in Mu Qianlan's eyes.

Who has the courage to do this to the famous Master He?

"I was hurt, and you didn't even notice?" There was an inexplicable grievance in the voice.

Mu Qianlan, this man was the one who wanted to come over to drink in the first place. Who knew that he would come over to drink while he was injured. Could it be that he was mentally ill or something?
It is estimated that he was smashed stupid.

Mu Qianlan looked coldly, "Didn't you deliberately keep me from finding out?"

The forehead, which is usually exposed, is covered by hair today, isn't it, it is deliberately not to be discovered.

"Take the medicine box, please." Mu Qianlan turned to the bartender.

The bartender was silent for three seconds, then turned and entered the back door, and took a while to bring a medicine box.

At this time, there were only the two of them in the clean bar, so Mu Qianlan simply treated the wound on the spot.

"Don't drink alcohol, I'll go to the hospital later, you're prone to scars like this."

"Do you care?" He Chengze raised his eyelids slightly, as if he insisted on caring and caring.

Mu Qianlan only thought that the man was drunk, otherwise how could he do such a thing.

"Don't move around." He lowered his head and continued to apply the medicine.

After taking the medicine, looking at the quiet man, Mu Qianlan slid off the chair, "Sit down, I'll wash my hands."

With his head down, the water flowed over his white fingers, condensed at the fingertips, and then dripped.

"I said, you have worked so hard, what do you want?"

Mu Qianlan looked up at the mirror. In the mirror, behind her, was the bartender with his arms folded in a casual pose.

This is one of her few friends, she doesn't keep in touch with her very often, but occasionally comes over when something happens.

Maybe it can't be called a bar. This clean bar is under his name, but he goes into battle by himself during the day and hands it over to the staff at night.

She lowered her eyes and stared at the flowing water, "Nothing to do, I am a commoner girl, I just want to protect myself, this life is so long, I just want to live."

"He Chengze is very dangerous." The bartender reminded lightly, "But if you have already made up your mind, I won't stop you."

Mu Qianlan nodded slightly, "Thank you for the reminder."

"You're welcome between us." The bartender turned and left.

Mu Qianlan looked at herself in the mirror, she also knew that He Chengze was dangerous.

A man with other women in his heart is dangerous.

Because, once you lose your heart, you can't get it back and you won't get the same feedback.

Fortunately, she had already understood it clearly and warned herself repeatedly.

In fact, if He Chengze hadn't come to the door by himself, she would rather stay far away, but now, there is no way, she can only face the difficulties and seek victory in danger.

When Mu Qianlan returned to the bar, the bartender was already seriously wiping the glasses, and He Chengze was playing with a wine glass, which was filled with liquid.

"You don't want the wound to heal?" Mu Qianlan pulled it away casually, "Don't ask me to give you medicine if you don't want to heal from the beginning."