She came back to her senses, tried to calm down, and then picked up the phone.
"Qiqi, can you come pick me up? I'm at TR, I'm drunk..."
Mo Xun's voice came from the other end of the phone. Qiqi knew he was drunk, and he drank a lot.
Qiqi knew that he was under a lot of psychological pressure recently.
Mr. Mo's condition has not improved, and coupled with the child's problem...
"Just wait for me there, I'll come over now." Qiqi didn't refuse. Anyway, she was feeling very depressed now, so it would be better to go out for a walk to get some fresh air instead of staying at home watching the news.
She hung up the phone and looked at the TV again. The TV had switched to other news. The two people were no longer there.
She turned off the TV, changed her clothes, took her cell phone and money and went out.
———
TR is a high-end private club with a membership system and a luxurious environment.
Those who come here are either wealthy businessmen like Mo Xun or high-ranking officials.
The parking lot outside the club was full of luxury cars. Qiqi glanced over and saw Mo Xun's Lamborghini among them. She was about to look away and enter the club, but...
His eyes paused when they passed a black car.
That CF98 stood out among the train.
It shouldn't be such a coincidence, right? But how many CF98s are there in the entire city of Judea
Thinking about it, Qiqi felt a little ridiculous. Even if it was really Tang Jue, so what? They... were just two strangers now. If they really met, they would just pass by each other as if they didn't know each other.
Qiqi didn't even go up to take a look at the license plate. She just called Mo Xun and went into the club.
The club was magnificent and splendid, and full of extravagance and decadence. After Qiqi entered, the waiter led her to the private room where Mo Xun was.
In the huge box, there was only Mo Xun. He was very drunk, leaning back on the sofa, not as high-spirited as usual, but a little depressed.
"Mo Xun, let's go." Qiqi picked up his coat, hung it on her arm, walked over and patted his face.
"Qiqi..." Mo Xun opened his eyes a little, saw her, and smiled innocently, looking as innocent as a child. "You're here?"
"Yeah. Can you still get up?"
"Yes." Mo Xun murmured, holding her hand. With her strength, he barely stood up from the sofa.
He was shaking so badly that Qiqi could only support him with her whole body. Fortunately, with the help of the waiter at the club, he was able to walk a few steps.
The door of the box was opened, and Qiqi helped Mo Xun out. He put one arm around her shoulders, and she almost leaned on him. The air was filled with the smell of alcohol, and Qiqi felt like she was about to pass out.
Right now…
The door of the box opposite was opened from the inside by the waiter.
Qiqi looked up subconsciously.
then…
"Mr. Tang!"
Everyone greeted in unison respectfully.
Qiqi was stunned.
The person who walked out of the box was none other than the man who was so beautiful that he could never be ignored.
Under the bizarre lights, Tang Jue came out of the club wearing only a white shirt. He looked lazy and graceful, with a hint of ambiguity and passion. The collar of his shirt was a little low, and an ambiguous lip print could be vaguely seen on the collar.
Such a Tang Jue was even more stunning and seductive, and even the men couldn't help but choke quietly.
Qiqi's eyes swept across the ambiguous lip prints, and her heart suddenly ached inexplicably. The next moment, she turned her face away almost immediately, supporting Mo Xun and walking away. At the moment when their eyes were separated, she saw that Tang Jue also clearly saw her. In his eyes, besides fascination, there was also a coldness.
Being cold to her.
"Miss Qi." Jian Qing came out from behind Tang Jue and greeted Qi Qi immediately when he saw her.
Qiqi forced a smile, her expression a little stiff, "Coincidence."
She didn't look at Tang Jue.
Not even a glance.
However, she could feel his eagle-like sharp gaze fixed on her.
She managed to remain calm, ignoring his presence, and only put one arm around Mo Xun's back to hold him tightly as he staggered. She said to Jian Qing, "I'll help my husband go back first. Bye."
I didn't even realize that I had intentionally emphasized the words 'my husband'.
"..." Jian Qing looked at her, then looked at someone beside him who had his hands in his pockets and a very cold expression, and waved his hand hesitantly, "Okay, bye..."
What a good word "sir"~~
so…
Now, should he escape first? If the storm hits him, it will be terrible.
———
Qiqi didn't stay any longer and left with Mo Xun.
Mo Xun's body was completely leaning on her shoulder.
"Qiqi." He was drunk and called her several times. Qiqi came back to her senses after a while and uttered a soft "hmm" from her throat. Her originally gentle voice now sounded a little muffled.
"You are such a good wife..."
Mo Xun sighed, and suddenly reached out his hands and hugged her tightly.
The steps stopped and refused to move forward.
Qiqi could feel the distance between them, and a gaze fixed on her. She didn't know why she didn't push Mo Xun away, but just patted his hand, and became more gentle, "You are very drunk, let's go back and talk, okay?"
"No... Actually... I have a lot to say to you..." Mo Xun's words sounded like a spoiled child.
"Okay, tell me now."
"I think... it's great to marry you..." Mo Xun held her little face, his eyes drunk and distracted, "Wife... do you feel like you've ever regretted marrying me?"
She sighed. This guy was really drunk.
"Of course I don't regret it. Why should I regret it?" This is the truth. Since I have already signed the agreement, there is nothing to regret.
Mo Xun smiled innocently, so naive and cute.
"Then... you give birth to a baby for me, okay? Honey, let's go back and give birth to the baby tonight..."
Qiqi was stunned.
Mo Xun didn't hear her answer. His pretty eyebrows were knitted together, and sadness appeared on his face. "You don't want to? I don't care... I just want you to give birth to me... I don't want children from other women... Qiqi, of all the women, I only like you..."
He hugged her tightly like a willful child, and even leaned over and drunkenly pressed his lips against hers.
Qiqi only thought of Mo Xun as a friend. His lips came over her, and she was stunned for a moment, but her heart was calm.
Unlike when Tang Jue kissed her...
Thinking of this, I dare not think further. Why should I think of that annoying man? He has so many women that it is natural that he is a good kisser.