my billionaire ex-husband

"I'm leaving, be good," Zhu Yiqun just delivered Xia Mumian to the servant, when he saw her legs go limp on the ground, he caught her again, "Grandma, stand still."

Xia Mumian's legs were handcuffed, how could he stand firmly?

"Imusen...that bitch!" She shouted drunkenly, "He doesn't want to see me, and I don't want to see... see him!"

"Young Mistress..."

"Pigs, you men are too cheap, you don't like women treating him well!"

"Young mistress!" The servant signaled, "Young master heard..."

"Smelly men like Meng Shanshan's kind of loading... Uh, I want to vomit, uh..."

Xia Mumian supported the servant to vomit, but the servant hid back with disgust on his face, Zhu Yiqun took her hand and patted her back to make her feel better, Xia Mumian vomited profusely immediately, and finally wiped it on Zhu Yiqun's sleeve wipe.

Footsteps sounded upstairs.

The servant looked up. Imson was wearing a tight vest, and he could see the toned muscles of his chest and shoulders.

His fists were clenched, his handsome face was uncertain, and he went downstairs step by step.

Xia Mumian vomited heavily and felt more comfortable. He put his arms around Zhu Yiqun's shoulders and said "Hi brother two": "Come on, keep drinking, cheers!"

"Stop making trouble, it's late and go to bed early."

"Don't go, I haven't had enough to drink..." Xia Mumian pulled him, wrapping his whole body in an octopus-like way.

Suddenly his arm hurt, Xia Mumian gasped, and the next second he was pulled over and bumped into a hard chest.

She almost fainted, her head was buzzing.

"Xia Mumian!" A dark and cold voice like a devil sounded above his head.

Xia Mumian was alert all over, and saw Yi Musen's face.

She stretched out her hand and waved it twice: "Go away, you bitch ran out to disturb my cleanliness again."