Without hesitation, Yan Mu went straight inside.

A middle-aged man who was full of alcohol turned his direction and hit Yan Mu directly.

Yan Mu took a step back, holding back his anger and not bothering with him, and wanted to go to the box first.

The fat and greasy man grabbed her arm and scolded angrily: "How do you walk?

Yan Mu shook off his hand fiercely and glared at him: "It's obviously your ......"

"What are you, what are you! If you don't talk to Ye today, can you let you go?" the middle-aged man grabbed her hand and dragged her to the room next to her.

Yan Mu's anger surged upward, and he resisted desperately: "Let go of me! Sister Yan, come here!"

As far as the eye can see, there is still a little bit of Sister Yan's figure.

The middle-aged man pushed the door open and was about to drag Yan Mu in, when the next moment, a fist slammed into his face.

The man fell to the ground in an instant, let go of Yan Mu, and screamed with a headache.

Yan Mu raised her head, and Uncle Zhou immediately gestured to her not to speak, and the two of them walked directly inside.

The man holding his head looked at the back of the person who was leaving in front of him, and scolded: "Stop for Lao Tzu! Which bastard did it, see if Lao Tzu doesn't pull out your skin!"

"Thank you, Uncle Zhou, it's this box. Yan Mu lowered his voice, pushed open the door and went in with Uncle Zhou.

The strong smell of tobacco and alcohol in the box was mixed with the delicate voice of the woman.

Fu Chen's body was covered in smoke, and he looked at several women with bewitching postures who were constantly approaching in disgust, and let out a low roar from his throat.

"Get out. ”

The women scratched their heads more and more hard: "Don't be so fierce, Fu Shao, let's have a drink with you." ”

But anyone who can climb up to the master in front of him, even if it is just to make him fresh for a day, may be better than staying in Chu Ge for a lifetime.

They all sneaked in without telling Sister Yan, and they took such a big risk, how could they be willing to get nothing like this.

The man's face sank fiercely, and he smashed the wine bottle in his hand, impartially, and hit the forehead of Yan Mu, who had just entered the door.

A warm heat slipped down, and a sharp pain hit in an instant, Yan Mu was completely defenseless, stumbled in his steps, and squatted down with a muffled voice.

Uncle Zhou was so frightened that he hurriedly leaned over and worried: "Young lady, are you okay?"

"It's fine. Yan Mu raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his forehead, took a breath of relief, and stood up.

"Uncle Zhou, you let her out, and I will take him out. ”

Uncle Zhou responded and blasted out the two extremely reluctant women.

Fu Chen's cold gaze swept to this side, without any fluctuations in his face, but for a moment, he took another bottle of wine on the table with his big hand.

Yan Musan rushed up in two steps to snatch the wine bottle in his hand, and his voice was full of fear: "Don't." ”

If he drinks too much, it will kill him!

He looked at her with an extremely cold gaze: "Let go." ”

Yan Mu tried the strength of his hands, but he still couldn't take away the bottle of wine, and after a moment of stalemate, Fu Chen suddenly let go of his hand.

Yan Mu's body was instantly unbalanced, and the whole person fell to the ground.

The foreign wine in her hand spilled out, down her neck, straight to her back, and an abrupt and piercing cold feeling swept through her body.

He didn't look at her, and without hesitation, his hand reached for the bottle on the table.

Yan Mu crawled over quickly, grabbed his wrist, and pleaded with a choked voice.

Don't, please, you can blame me for punishing me, please, don't drink again. ”

Fu Chen's disgusted eyes fell on her face.

How did such a woman who lies so much, such a frivolous and dissolute woman, give birth, such a pitiful face?

A strange smile suddenly appeared on his dark face, and the whiskey in his hand stretched out to the woman in front of him.

"You drink?"

Yan Mu looked up in disbelief, and his heart throbbed fiercely.

She spoke, cautiously: "I don't seem to be in good health, will it be ......?"

"Your body is worth something. The bland and cold words immediately interrupted her.

Yan Mu's body was a little weightless, and he subconsciously helped the corner of the table.

He had always hurt her the most, and a few numbers were enough to make her appreciate the piercing heart.

So it was, so it is.

The cool voice continued: "Drink it, I'll go." If you don't drink it, you don't have to play around with your hypocrisy here. ”

"Okay, I'll drink. Yan Mu took the wine bottle, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and raised his neck.

In one bite, she choked on the strong pungency and coughed violently.

The person in front of her, with a cold gaze, looked at her very calmly.

It's okay, she's just not used to the taste, she's not a drinker.

Yan Mu took a deep breath and raised his neck again.

The burning and stinging pain in his throat seemed to be a hot ball of fire rolling straight through.

She wanted to stop and catch her breath, but she was afraid to stop, so she couldn't drink anymore.

His eyes were red, and tears were pouring out uncontrollably.

The bottle in his hand was rudely snatched away and fell to the ground, and he looked at her with great disgust, got up, and strode out of the room.

Uncle Zhou looked at the people in the box in embarrassment, he didn't know what was going on inside, and wanted to help, but after all, he was more worried about Fu Chen and chased after him.

Yan Mu staggered to his feet, his body seemed to be stepping on an ethereal cloud, his eyes were blurred, and he leaned against the wall and walked out, trying to catch up with the people outside.

"Let's go. Inside the car, a sound like ice sounded.

Uncle Zhou looked at the people who stumbled over the car window and wanted to wait, but he couldn't disobey the people in the back seat, so he drove away immediately.

It is enough to make an exception to turn a blind eye once, and tolerate and forgive twice, but if it is three times, four times, or five times......

Uncle Zhou knows better than anyone else, no matter how special that person is, even if there is really a so-called grievance and misunderstanding, the young master's patience has run out.

Lightheaded, with only nausea in his stomach, Yan Mu looked at the car that was heading away, lost his strength, and sat down on the side of the road.

After a long time, I was able to take a breath and get up and take a taxi back to the Imperial Garden.

With the bumps in the body, the whole stomach seemed to be clenched and spasmed.

finally got out of the car, Yan Mu hurriedly flipped over the money and handed it over, pushed the car door and rushed out of the car, squatting on the side of the road and vomiting wildly.

The driver's disdainful voice poured into the eardrums with the cold night wind.

"Today's young girls, why do they love to fool around outside, if they drink to death, I'm afraid that even my parents don't know. ”

The wind picked up and the car disappeared from sight.

Yan Mu slowed down for a while before getting up and walking towards the Imperial Garden.

The front yard was rarely quiet, there was no figure in half, naturally, it was Fu Chen who came back.

The door was pushed open, but there was no shadow of Fu Chen in the hall.

Zhang's mother was about to go upstairs with the sobering soup, and looked at Yan Mu, who was dead and white, coming in from outside, and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

"Didn't the young lady go to find the young master, why did she come back like this?"

"I'm fine, where's Fu Chen?" Yan Mu staggered and held on to the dining table on the side.