142: C142 It's Most Likely a Woman's Fault

C142 It's Most Likely a Woman's Fault

Mu Xijue didn't know what to say when he saw her like this. Unless he was willing to open his mouth, otherwise...

He picked up the red wine and filled it for him. The only thing he could do now was to drink with him.

According to his many years of experience in the romantic scene, most of it was caused by women.

Hehehe, he has an idea...

"Xie, we won't return until we're drunk tonight."

Ten minutes later, Mu Xijue was already drunk and dizzy. He cast a sidelong glance at Lih Yixie. Seeing that Lih Yixie was still awake, he complained in his heart.

What kind of bullshit idea was this? Don't you know that evil doesn't get drunk after a thousand cups? It would be fun if he got drunk first when he had nothing else to do.

Mu Xijue secretly opened another type of wine. You won't get drunk if you drink one type of wine. Then let's drink together.

Sure enough, this method worked. After drinking ten different types of wine, no matter how good Lih Yixie's tolerance was, he still poured the table.

"Evil?" Mu Xijue probed him with his hand. Seeing him quietly lying on the ground, he felt relieved.

He took out his phone and called Yuvqian. "Yuvqian, your CEO is drunk. Take him to see sister-in-law."

Yuvqian had just sent Lih Yixie's phone to the maintenance department when he received a call from Mu Xijue. He groaned in his heart.

Sigh! It seemed like he had been working hard all his life!

After making the call, Mu Xijue felt relieved. Evil, this is all I can help you with! Don't thank me too much when you wake up!

Mu Xijue walked out of the room in a daze. No one dared to enter the room casually. He naturally did not have to worry about Xie's safety. Instead, he was going to have some fun.

When Yuvqian came to King, he saw Mu Xijue holding a beautiful woman with big breasts, big butt, and perky butt on the left. The woman on the right was wearing a thick smokescreen and peeling grapes.

"Young Master Mu, where is our CEO?"

Mu Xijue was immersed in the warmth of his home. When he heard Yuvqian's words, he pointed to the private room inside.

When Yuvqian came to the private room, Lih Yixie was nowhere to be seen. He had even looked for the bathroom and under the table.

Wasn't the president not drunk after a thousand cups? Could it be that Young Master Mu lied to him?

Yuvqian did not understand and was about to confirm it with Mu Xijue, but Mu Xijue was having a good time. He did not want to disturb him, so he could only return empty-handed.

There were so many bodyguards around the president, so he would be fine.

"Come, Young Master Mu, open your mouth." The woman wanted to lie on top of him.

Lu Xiaoju was carrying a big bowl of fruit wine. He was smiling.

He really did not know who this table 32 was. Aren't you afraid that you'll die of exhaustion if you order so much at once? I pity his little shoulders.

The closer he got, the more he heard a familiar and hateful voice.

"Come, line up one by one." Mu Xijue pointed at the fruits in the woman's hands and said.

Suddenly, Mu Xijue felt the table shake.

He narrowed his eyes and looked up along the fruit plate.

A pretty and fair baby face was glaring at him angrily, as if he owed him a few million yuan.

"Are all the waiters in King so casual now? Don't they care about looks anymore?" Mu Xijue recognized her immediately. He could not help but mock her when he saw that she was wearing the clothes of a waiter.2

Lu Xiaoju held back the anger in his heart. This stinky man had caused her to lose her job, and he was still making sarcastic remarks here.

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