The runaway wife of the president of the empire

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Then she went to the bathroom and wrung out a hot towel, and carefully wiped his red face.

"Ruoyu..." Han Zhenyu dazedly grabbed her hand holding the towel, and pulled her towards him.

She accidentally fell on him, and the servant at the side quickly stepped forward to help her up: "Miss Mu, are you alright?"

"Oh! It's okay!" Mu Yi broke Han Zhenyu's hand away, pulled the sheet for him, and whispered, "Your young master is drunk, tonight, watch him carefully, and if he wakes up, give him a drink." Let's order hangover soup!" [

"Got it, Miss Mu!"

Mu Yiyi stood up, and the servant took the towel from her hand: "Thank you for bringing the young master back."

"It's okay! Then... I'll go first!"

"Okay, let the driver at home take you back!"

"No need, I just want to go to a friend's house, and his house is very close to here." Mu Yiyi smiled and rejected the servant's kindness, and slowly walked out of the gate of Han's villa.

On the mountain road in late autumn, there is a cool breeze.

Mu Yiyi walked towards Lei Yufeng's villa, the clear and light mist mixed with the moist earthy smell, from time to time with the night wind, it rushed to her face and got into her nose.

Suddenly, she felt a little nauseous, bent over hastily, and retched in pain on the side of the road.

But because I didn't eat anything, I couldn't spit out anything.

Taking out a tissue, she wiped her mouth, and walked slowly in the quiet night on her high heels.

Looking up, a clear moon hangs high and quietly above her head, the world under the moonlight is deep and dark, just like her state of mind, lonely and dull.

Back at the villa, Wei Xi greeted her: "Miss, are you back? Why didn't you ask the driver to pick you up?"

"Weixi, is there any wine at home?" Mu Yiyi changed his shoes in the hallway.

"Yes, there is a wine cellar in the basement here, which contains a lot of valuable red wine. Some are produced by the Lei Family Wine Estate, and some are collected by Mr. Lei."

"is it?"

"Miss, do you want to drink?"

"Is it there?" Mu Yiyi didn't answer, and went straight to the downward stairs in the corner of the room.

"That's right! It's right below, but..." Wei Xi looked at Mu Yiyi in embarrassment, since it's generally not easy for people to enter here.

Mu Yiyi knew what she meant, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'll take care of anything." [

She just wants to drink now, to get herself drunk.

Because there was a big hole in my heart, it was so empty and uncomfortable.

When she came out of the hot pot restaurant and saw Han Zhenyu unconscious and drunk, she was envious, at least he didn't know the pain when he was drunk.

After going downstairs and opening the oak door, Mu Yiyi entered the wine cellar, feeling a chill hit his face.

Under the cool light, an elegantly decorated wine cellar with European style was displayed in front of her eyes.

Each wooden wine rack is carved with fine and smooth grooves, parallel or vertical.

Bottles of red wine were neatly placed horizontally on it, and the lights reflected a seductive purple-red light.

This man really knows how to enjoy it, she snorted softly, and casually took out a bottle of red wine from the shelf.

The body of the bottle was covered in foreign languages, and she was so dazed that she couldn't understand it.

He simply took it to the bar counter and tried to open the cork with a corkscrew. Immediately, a faint aroma of wine came to his nostrils.