After entering again, the walls had been replaced with new candles, and the appearance of the tavern could finally be distinguished. Mo Yichen rubbed his sore eyes, looked at the room full of drunkards, and turned to Charlie for help.
Charlie spread his hands, saying that he only knew that the drunkard was here, but looking at the room full of drunkards, he didn't know what to do!
Mo Yichen looked at everyone present like a cheetah looking for food, and finally his eyes fell on a man in the northwest corner holding a cup of peanuts and drinking. A faint smile appeared on Mo Yichen's face, he thought he had found it.
Mo Yichen took a bowl and walked over to him, sitting opposite the drunkard.
The drunkard felt someone sitting opposite him. His eyes shifted slightly and he glanced at the person with his peripheral vision. He closed his eyes and said, "I won't drink with you!"
He didn't know how long this drunkard had been living in this place. His slight breath was filled with the strong smell of alcohol, which made Mo Yichen gag.
Mo Yichen pretended not to hear, held the wine jar and poured a full bowl, raised the glass and drank it all in one gulp. He endured the stinging sensation flowing through his esophagus and said, "You haven't drank yet, how do you know I'm not Where is that person?”
The drunkard opened his eyes, and his cloudy eyes were no longer distracted. Of course, Mo Yichen noticed his change and directly explained the reason for his visit, because his intuition told him that the man sitting opposite him liked to go straight.
After hearing Mo Yichen's words, the drunkard's eyes flashed with alertness, and he turned around to face the man in front of him. After looking at Mo Yichen from top to bottom several times, he gave Mo Yichen a glass of wine. Made a gesture of please.
After Mo Yichen sat down, Charlie and Chen Qian found a place not far from him and did it. When Mo Yichen drank his first bowl of wine, Chen Qian wanted to stop him, but for the sake of the overall situation, Chen Qian wanted to stop him. Qian stood up and saw that he was about to drink a second drink. Chen Qian couldn't help but stood up and was about to stop him.
Charlie didn't expect that the seemingly rational woman who had been silent these past few days would rush over like this, waiting for him to pull Chen Qian back to her seat. All this was also caught in the eyes of the drunkard, and a playful smile flashed on the drunkard's face.
"I like that woman over there!" the drunkard said slowly and leisurely, seemingly casually, but with such a strong purpose.
Mo Yichen's face darkened slightly when he heard this and then returned to normal, "Why don't you listen to the reward I'm giving you! There's nothing he can compare to a mere woman." Mo Yichen's willingness to say such words can be said to be full of sincerity. .
"Oh!" The drunkard made an admiring voice and raised the wine glass in front of him to signal to Mo Yichen.
Mo Yichen looked at the wine glass raised in the air, but showed no intention of moving. He had already drank two glasses. The people in Xuezhen brewed high-concentration spirits to keep out the cold. After two drinks, Mo Yichen looked unchanged. In fact, his mind had begun to wander and he had begun to lose control of himself. The cooperation hadn't even started yet, but Mo Yichen was afraid that it would be over if he drank this glass of wine.
Seeing Mo Yichen's hesitation, the drunkard naturally guessed what he was thinking. He laughed, drank the wine in his glass, stood up and prepared to leave.
"Gudong, Gudong..." Mo Yichen picked up the drink and finished it. The moment he finished drinking, Mo Yichen felt dizzy and subconsciously grabbed the drunkard's hand to make him sit down.
The drunkard's hands were different from the rough and thick ones he imagined. The drunkard's hands were smooth and delicate, almost like a girl's. Mo Yichen looked up at the bearded and wrinkled face in front of him and felt that this was not a person.
What a person he is! Mo Yichen couldn't figure him out, and he gradually lost control of himself. Mo Yichen gradually became particularly disgusted with the feeling that he was powerless and had everything out of his hands.
"Let her come have a drink!" The drunkard's voice was full of temptation.
The drunkard's voice was louder than before, so that Chen Qian could hear it not far away. Chen Qianmin pursed her lips. She didn't care if Mo Yichen didn't help her with the drink at the dinner party, because it was her own decision. But she didn't want to at this moment. If Mo Yichen needed her to drink for him, she could drink all the wine in this room, let alone one glass. If Mo Yichen agrees at this moment, then she will be the victim of this contract. She is just like the bargaining chip in Mo Yichen's hand, a dispensable chess piece that can be given up at any time. How can she live in this way
Mo Yichen felt the pleading gaze from Chen Qian, but instead of making her feel any pity, this gaze made him feel very disgusted. Whether it was because of the alcohol or the drunkard's seductive words, Mo Yichen wanted to nod, as if to end it all quickly.
He raised his hand and pointed in Chen Qian's direction as if to ask Chen Qian to come over. Chen Qian felt like her whole body was shaking, as if someone was holding her throat, and her life would end in the next second.
Mo Yichen drew a circle in the air with his arms and waved at the drunkard, "No, no, no!" The alcohol made Mo Yichen lose control of his words. Mo Yichen muttered and reread this sentence, telling the drunkard that his answer was like telling himself that this was not allowed.
The drunkard thought he agreed, but Mo Yichen didn't see that the moment his finger pointed at Chen Qian, the drunkard felt a chill, an icy chill, rather than approval.
The drunkard understood that this woman was not Mo Yichen's sweetheart, otherwise he wouldn't have considered it for so long. Mo Yichen is a very good businessman. He knows how to use everything around him to strive for the best interests for himself, so when the drunkard said that he would accompany him with a glass of wine, his subconscious reaction was to agree. If he had not drank, this consciousness would have been hidden by him. Very good. But alcohol paralyzes nerves, making people less responsive and instinctive.
"She's not your woman but she likes you. Why did you bring out a woman you don't like but likes you?" The drunkard leaned in front of Mo Yichen and stared into his eyes, trying to see Mo clearly through these eyes. Yichen's thoughts.
Mo Yichen's eyes lost their original look after hearing the question, "Yes! Why should I bring her out!" Mo Yichen seemed to have lost his memory.
"No. I didn't bring her, she came by herself."
"Yes, she followed." Mo Yichen subconsciously said that he was completely lost.
"Is that so?" The drunkard knew through Mo Yichen's eyes that what he said was true, but he still wanted to try him again.
"Really? I can't remember! I can't remember!" Mo Yichen panicked like a child who couldn't find a home.
"Here, have a drink. After drinking, you will remember everything." The drunkard said softly.
Mo Yichen obediently finished his drink.
"How about it? Ask her to come over. If she comes over, I will give you everything you want." The drunkard spoke slowly with a very confusing voice.
"No, you really can't!" After Mo Yichen said that, he lay on the table and fell unconscious.