After being abandoned by my parents, I became a top boss

After coming to his senses, Mu Xingchen placed the poured wine in front of Lu Nanfeng. The man next to him was puzzled when he saw this, "Why not add ice? It will be so boring to drink like this?"

As she spoke, she reached out to pick up two ice cubes. When she was about to put them into Lu Nanfeng's glass, she was stopped by Mu Xingchen, "Sister Nan, don't add ice to your drink!"

Hearing this, the man gave up.

Lu Nanfeng glanced at Mu Xingchen, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, he moved closer to him, lowered his voice and said: "Do you still remember?"

"I dare not forget such an important thing."

He still remembers that he didn't know that she was extremely sensitive to cold, so he added a few more ice cubes to her glass when she was drinking. Perhaps because he didn't pay attention, she actually picked up the glass, but she only picked it up for a moment and didn't drink the wine in it.

Just like that, she was so cold that she was shivering all over.

At that time he just thought she was pretending. It was just touching the cup. How could it be so exaggerated?

Later, I consulted a doctor and found out that she was not really afraid of the cold, but it was a natural psychological reaction after being exposed to the cold.

This is a "sequelae" that only people who have experienced major trauma will have, also known as stress disorder.

If just a light touch on the cup caused this, it would be enough to show that "cold" occupied an absolute fear in her heart.

Maybe it wasn’t the cold, but something else.

Lu Nanfeng smiled and toasted with them. Mu Xingchen stayed beside her, pouring wine for her and ordering songs.

In the second half, they were all having a great time, singing and dancing in the private room. Lu Nanfeng looked at the time and estimated that Lu Yusen should be here soon, so he wanted to leave quietly.

It was just that Mu Xingchen stared at her so closely that his eyes almost never left her. When he saw her stand up, he immediately reacted, "Not staying for a while?"

"No, my brother is here to pick me up."

"Then I'll take you out." He said, taking the bag from her hand. The people in the private room were drunk or passed out, and no one noticed them at all.

Coming out of the private room, the two walked forward. Lu Nanfeng had a good alcohol tolerance, and even though he drank a lot, there was no sign of drunkenness except for a slight blush on his face.

Mu Xingchen was not bad either. He was much better than the group of people in the private room. At least he was still sober at this time.

"Sister Nan, how long can you stay in China this time?"

"What? You're going to start booking my time now?"

"Of course not. Sister Nan is a very busy person now. If I don't make a reservation early, you will be on a business trip and traveling all over the place. I don't know when we can get together again."

"There's always a chance."

Mu Xingxingchen stopped talking, put his hands in his trouser pockets, his face pale and his expression was not very natural.

In fact, he had a lot of things he wanted to say under the influence of alcohol, but he didn't dare and didn't have the courage.

He could only pray silently in his heart, hoping that the road would be longer and that he could walk slower.

But the road finally came to an end. At the door of the bar, Lu Yusen was already waiting there. He was wearing a long black windbreaker, leaning against the body of the bar. Even though he was doing nothing, he exuded an innate nobility.

When he noticed Lu Yusen, Lu Yusen also noticed them. He took two or three steps forward, muttering, "Finally you came out! The flowers I've been waiting for you for are about to wither."

"If you don't want to come next time, you don't have to come."

"How can that be? You are my sister. How can I feel at ease if I don't come to pick you up in person?" He said, looking at Mu Xingchen, "Thank you for sending her out. Leave her to me!"

Mu Xingchen smiled and handed over the bag in his hand, "Mr. Lu, you're welcome."

After saying that, he looked at Lu Nanfeng again and said, "Drive slowly on the road. Send me a message when you arrive."

"it is good."

Seeing Lu Nanfeng agreed, Mu Xingchen turned around and left, but Lu Yusen looked at his back and fell into deep thought, "Why do I feel that there is something wrong with this kid?"

Lu Nanfeng also looked back, "What's wrong?"

"I can't really explain it. Anyway, I didn't seem to have this feeling when I saw him before." He said, shaking his head, "Forget it, don't think about it. It's very cold today. We should go home early, otherwise grandma won't be able to find you and will be worried again."

As he spoke, he opened the passenger door. Lu Nanfeng didn't hesitate and got in. Lu Yusen closed the door, walked around to the other side, sat in the driver's seat, started the car, and drove away.

The castle was still brightly lit, but there were fewer servants coming in and out. When they arrived, the butler was reporting inside. Kang Ruiqiao got the message and hurriedly walked out with the help of the servants, muttering, "Finally I'm back."

Her eyes were full of anticipation. When she saw the car stop, she hurriedly took two steps forward.

Lu Nanfeng opened the car door and before he could say anything, Kang Ruiqiao held his hand. "Kid, why don't you wear more clothes? It's autumn now, and the weather is cold. Look at your little hands, they are cold. Your brother is cold too. Why didn't he pick you up earlier?"

Lu Yusen, who had just got off the car, was stunned. How could he be shot while lying down?

Just as she was about to open her mouth to defend herself, Lu Nanfeng's voice rang out first, "I was the one who asked my brother to pick me up now, so please don't talk about him, grandma."

Lu Yusen's expression finally looked better, and he muttered, "At least this girl has some conscience."

Kang Ruiqiao glared at her, "You! You keep saying good things for your brother. Doesn't grandma know what you're thinking? Forget it, it's cold outside. Come into the house with grandma. I asked the kitchen to make you some hangover soup. Drink it before you go to sleep. Look at your blushing face."

Having said that, he pulled Lu Nanfeng into the house. Lu Yusen leaned against the car window and looked at their backs. Well, except when he could think of him when he complained about him, he couldn't remember him at all at other times.

For example, right now, he was still standing in the cold wind! But what about these two people? They didn't even call him when they entered the room.

So he is not afraid of the cold, right?

He was probably angry for a while, then he began to comfort himself, forget it, getting angry with them would only make him unhappy, this deal is not worthwhile, it is better to go into the house early! At least he can warm up.

Thinking of this, he put his hands in his pockets and walked into the house in a leisurely manner, as if he really didn't care about anything. But as soon as he entered the house, he saw Kang Ruiqiao handing the sobering soup to Lu Nanfeng, and then looking at her with a loving face.

The scene is as heartwarming as it can be.

In an instant, he thought of the time when he was drunk and couldn't even see Kang Ruiqiao's shadow. Sometimes he was so drunk that he couldn't go back to his room and could only spend the night on the sofa. Then the next day, he had to face the storm of Mr. Lu.

Actually... it wasn't as exaggerated as a bloody storm. At most, Mr. Lu scolded him a few times, saying that if he couldn't drink, he shouldn't drink so much. Who would fall asleep on the sofa? It's against the rules.

But... he didn't want to! Sleeping on the sofa was uncomfortable. No one was going to take him back to his room. Where else could he sleep if not on the sofa? On the main street?

Thinking so in his mind, he raised his left eyebrow slightly. If he thought so, he was actually quite drinkable. At least he could still find a sofa to sleep on instead of lying on the street.

Lu Nanfeng looked at his face, which was sometimes cloudy and sometimes bright, and asked in confusion, "Brother, what are you thinking about?"