Chapter 1030 Spring Heart

Mu Jianhua frowned and looked at the strand of hair that had been curling in her hand, "Then you weren't like this before?"

Meng Changxin really wanted to flip the table!

It hurts my heart!

This guy is not only a straight man, but he’s also damn good at stabbing people’s hearts and whipping them into corpses!

"Okay, I won't ask anymore, let's have a toast!" Meng Changxin picked up the wine glass, touched Mu Jianhua's, and drank it down in one gulp.

It’s so depressing, it’s so hard to even drink.

Mu Jianhua added wine to her glass, "Just drink, just drink. It's boring to do any drinking orders."

Meng Changxin silently rolled her eyes at him.

It was really boring. If she continued to play, she would have to spit out several liters of blood.

Watching Meng Changxin drink one cup after another, a flash of surprise flashed in Mu Jianhua's eyes. It was the first time he had seen a woman who could drink like this.

And the way he drank made him think of a word - a hero among women.

"You can't tell, but Miss Meng has a pretty good drinking capacity." Mu Jianhua filled a glass of wine for himself and took an elegant sip.

Is this a compliment to her?

Meng Changxin let out a long sigh, she was defeated by the straight man today.

Couldn't he see that he was drinking too much?

Seeing Meng Changxin not answering, Mu Jianhua was a little confused. Could it be that he had said the wrong thing just now? Accidentally offended her verbally?

But he quickly rejected his idea. Mu Jianhua had the impression that Meng Changxin was carefree and informal, and not someone who cares about things.

Seeing another empty bottle on the table, Mu Jianhua waved to the waiter to continue serving wine.

It seems that Ms. Meng likes this wine very much.

Mu Jianhua continued to fill Meng Changxin's cup, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but ask: "Xiao Ai's disease really...doesn't require another bone marrow transplant?"

Mu Jianhua also checked a lot of information about Xiao Ai's illness. He always felt that the idea of ​​going to a temple to recuperate was too... fantasy.

"I wasn't worried at first, but Xiao Ai was accompanied by a professional doctor. The doctor said there was no problem, so it shouldn't be a serious problem." Meng Changxin drank half a glass of wine in a big gulp, lay on the table, and turned his hands. cup inside.

Half a glass of red wine was sloshing around in the glass, and Meng Changxin suddenly felt that today's hairstyle and nails were probably in vain.

"That's good. If anything happens, please let Miss Meng know when the time comes." Mu Jianhua nodded.

"No problem." Meng Changxin raised his head and drank half of the glass of wine. Du Kang is the only one who can relieve his worries. The ancients never deceived me!

She thought it was a date, but it turned out that after a long time, she was just a messenger.

"It seems that Xiao Ai will recover soon, otherwise Miss Meng would not be so happy. Come, I will continue to drink with you." Mu Jianhua saw Meng Changxin drinking one cup after another. He thought she was happy for Bai Zhi, and his mood became lighter. Quite a few.

These days, because of Xiao Ai's illness, he was feeling very depressed. Every time he wanted to visit the hospital, he was worried that it would increase the psychological burden on Bai Zhi. Now, the huge stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Perhaps this is the highest state of love. It doesn't care whether you have her or not, only whether she is living well or not. Thinking of this, Mu Jianhua smiled mockingly to himself, followed Meng Changxin's example, poured himself another glass of wine and drank it.

Meng Changxin glanced at Mu Jianhua, what did he just say?

You look happy now?

Are all straight men blind?

"Yeah, I'm really happy to see Mr. Lu and Bai Zhi being so loving. After so long, they can finally be together legitimately." Meng Changxin looked at Mu Jianhua's face and couldn't help but want to prick him heart of.

Mu Jianhua's eyes darkened, and then he smiled and said, "I'm happy too. As long as she is happy, I will be happy."

In this situation, Meng Changxin inexplicably remembered the emoticon that He Ziqing sent her: "Come on, let's hurt each other."

The two said heartbreaking words to each other and drank one cup after another. By the end of the drink, Meng Changxin was so drunk that she had no memory of how she returned to Bishui Qingyuan.

When she woke up, He Ziqing was sitting by the bed and looking at her with extremely ambiguous eyes.

"Hmm, where is this?" Meng Changxin rubbed the swollen forehead, her brain short-circuited for a moment!

He Ziqing shook her head and said: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, listen to this, where is this... this is Mr. Mu's home, how about it, are you happy with this answer? Are you satisfied? Are you so happy that you want to fly."

"Hu... what are you talking about?" Meng Changxin looked at He Ziqing with a guilty conscience, and then asked, "No, how did you know?"

How did she know that she went on a date with Mu Jianhua yesterday?

Her inner thoughts were revealed?

Bah, she has nothing to worry about.

"Mr. Mu sent you back yesterday. He was as drunk as you were. He didn't forget to ask his assistant to move a box of red wine from the trunk for you, saying it was your favorite wine." He Ziqing Staring at Meng Changxin with an ambiguous smile, "I just came back last night, and Michelle told me that you were all dressed up and going out on a date. I was still thinking about which little girl made you excited. Unexpectedly, It’s actually Mr. Mu.”

Meng Changxin only felt a severe headache, and she couldn't remember how she came back yesterday.

etc!

Does this mean that she was unconscious for a while last night?

Based on the scripts and novels she had read, she inferred that something would happen to the male and female protagonists when they were drunk. However, she did not feel any soreness in her limbs and pain all over her body. Could it be Mu Jianhua? Impossible, Mu Jianhua has such a good figure, how could it not work?

Meng Changxin lowered her head and found that she was still wearing the red dress from last night.

Well, she was overthinking it.

Their plot did not develop according to the script.

"Tell me the truth, when did you start? How far has it developed!" Seeing Meng Changxin in a daze, He Ziqing stretched out her hand and waved it in front of her eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense, we have a pure male-female relationship." Meng Changxin quickly denied it.

He Ziqing's smile became more and more ambiguous: "It's so pure, a man and a woman alone, getting drunk late at night, and others are sending flowers. You have gone to the point of sending red wine, and you still want to deny it?"

I really hope he sends flowers too!

Meng Changxin roared in his heart!

Who really likes drinking? Who wants him to give it to me?

"It's nothing really. I was going... to meet a partner, and I happened to meet him..." Meng Changxin tried to explain to He Ziqing, but was directly interrupted by He Ziqing.

"Okay, Sister Xin, you stutter when you lie. I understand. I understand everything. If you don't want to say it, I'll ask you again when you want to say it..." He Ziqing's voice became softer and softer as he spoke. What happened? Looking at the lonely and depressed look in Sister Xin's eyes, could it be that Sister Xin was pursuing Mu Jianhua and was rejected?

Seeing that Meng Changxin seemed a little disappointed, He Ziqing immediately interrupted the topic and said, "Okay, then... can you sleep a little longer?"

"Yeah!" Meng Changxin threw herself on the bed in frustration. Why did she think Mu Jianhua was gentle and affectionate before? He was obviously a straight man.

What a waste of her love!