After hiding her pregnant belly and getting divorced, the daughter of the richest man stopped preten

Although he didn't ask the question, the nervousness in his tone was barely hidden.

How could someone as perceptive as Zhong Hui not hear it?

She almost laughed in anger.

What? Mr. Wen did something wrong to Minghui, and now he wants Minghui to avoid him?

"What do you mean?

"Do we have to avoid that woman? Who is so shameless?

"Do you think so too?"

Zhong Hui obviously thought of the scene he accidentally saw that day, He Sheng and a beautiful woman entered a private room of a coffee shop together.

Yes, the reason why she couldn't suppress her anger was because even though she was grievances against Ye Ming Huiming, she thought more of herself.

It is true that like master, like servant!

Neither master nor servant is a good person!

No matter how slow He Sheng was, he could tell there was something wrong in Zhong Hui's tone.

Besides, he is not that slow.

"Where are you now? I'll pick you up."

He immediately became alert.

He watched the thrilling relationship between Wen Muchi and Wen Shiqi along the way. Although sometimes he envied having such a vigorous relationship, he felt more tired.

He didn't want to experience so many thrilling separations and reunions with his girlfriend.

If there is any misunderstanding, he must nip it in the bud!

"Yes, we do need to talk.

"I'll wait for you when I go home."

Zhong Hui did not refuse. She thought it was time to make some things clear.

If He Sheng changes her mind, she is not a sloppy person.

A few days were enough for her to think clearly.

After saying that, she hung up the phone without waiting for He Sheng on the other end of the phone to answer.

Wen Shiqi was unaware of the series of commotion and conflicts caused by the appearance of himself and Wen Muchi.

She was in the private room at the moment, looking at the man holding a glass of wine across from her and refusing:

"I want to drive and I can't drink."

I have never seen him drink alcohol after eating before.

She had to be alert.

But Wen Muchi just smiled lightly, as if he didn't care much, and took back his wine glass:

“I forgot.

"Just use tea instead of wine, and I'll drink it."

As he spoke, he tilted his head back and drank the wine in his glass.

Wen Shiqi was relieved to see that he didn't force himself.

But she soon realized that she had relaxed too early.

The person who said "I'm hungry" early on didn't eat much of the food, but instead drank glass after glass of wine.

Seeing Wen Muchi drinking most of the bottle by himself, she finally couldn't help but stop him:

"That's enough, you've drunk too much."

Wen Muchi looked at her, and there seemed to be something flowing in his deep eyes, but when Wen Shiqi wanted to see clearly, there was nothing in his eyes.

He just looked at her dazedly.

"Morning, I miss you so much..."

He murmured and grabbed Wen Shiqi's hand.

Wen Shiqi's hand holding the wine bottle shook, and the bottle fell to the ground with a bang and broke into pieces.

"Hello, what happened? Do you need help?"

The waiter's voice immediately sounded at the door.

He was obviously startled by the noise in the private room and came over to inquire about the situation.

"It's okay, I accidentally broke the bottle."

Wen Shiqi replied.

However, his subordinates secretly tried hard to free their hands from the man's grasp.

Wen Muchi held her hand tightly, and not only did he not let go, he pulled her into his arms.

Without noticing, Wen Shiqi fell into the man's arms and sat on his lap.

"you!"

Her face turned red, and she raised her hand to slap him.

Wen Muchi buried his face in her neck.

The man's hot breath with the scent of wine all sprayed into her neck, and his low voice was filled with endless relief:

"It's great that you're okay..."

Wen Shiqi's raised hand suddenly froze.

There was a gleam of obscurity in her eyes.

After a long time, the hand was slowly lowered.

What she didn't know was that from an angle she couldn't see, the corners of the man's mouth buried in her neck couldn't help but curl slightly.

Those deep eyes were full of brilliance, without any trace of drunkenness.

The atmosphere in the private room suddenly became quiet.

It was unknown how long it took before Wen Shiqi finally realized that something was wrong.

She moved her shoulders:

"Hey?"

The man lay quietly on her shoulder, not moving at all.

"Wen Muchi?"

The answer to her was still silence.

Wen Shiqi turned her head and found that Wen Muchi was sleeping on her shoulder with his eyes closed.

She stared blankly at the man's quiet face, lost in thought.

His eyebrows were sharper than before.

Even with his eyes closed, he looked cold and hard.

Although Wen Muchi used to be cold, he was still restrained, like a man with a scabbard.

Wen Muchi now has absolutely no such cold blade!

Isn't he doing well?

Aren’t you both proud of your career and love?

Why is this still happening?

As Wen Shiqi thought about it, a feeling of mockery suddenly surged in his heart.

She had not deliberately inquired about Wen Muchi in the past few years, but it was inevitable that some things would reach his ears.

For example, he was engaged to a girl from the Ye family.

For example, Wen Yuhe has now become his right-hand man.

What could possibly go wrong for him?

Did it matter to him whether she was alive or not?

"stand up."

Wen Shiqi's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he pushed away Wen Muchi's head that was drooping on his shoulder.

Wen Muchi leaned back, and with a bang, the back of his head hit the back of the chair.

Wen Shiqi was shocked:

"careful!"

But Wen Muchi just frowned, but did not wake up.

"Wen Muchi?"

Wen Shiqi then realized something was wrong. She reached out and pushed the person who was leaning back in the chair.

The man's tall body swayed slightly with her movements, but there was no reaction.

This...could this be alcohol poisoning?

You didn’t drink much?

It’s just half a bottle of wine, not that serious, right?

Wen Shiqi thought secretly, but when he saw that Wen Muchi didn't respond for a long time, he couldn't help but become nervous.

If anything happened to this person, she, who had dinner with him, would not be able to avoid responsibility.

She immediately took out her cell phone and dialed He Sheng's number without thinking.

When the ringtone came from her cell phone, she suddenly came back to reality. She actually remembered He Sheng's phone call.

Even after three years.

She still remembered the people and things around Wen Muchi so clearly.

Ah.

Wen Shiqi laughed sarcastically.

He Sheng also answered the phone at this time.

Without waiting for him to speak, she spoke first:

"Your boss Wen is drunk and unconscious. Come and pick him up."

After thinking for a while, he added:

"There's something wrong with him. You can bring a doctor here by the way."

He Sheng on the other end of the phone suddenly shouted:

"What? He drank?"