Chapter 630 Tight Hug

Bai Zhi suddenly frowned. When Mu Jianhua was mentioned, the waiter knew him.

It seemed that the waiters here were familiar with Mu Jianhua.

At least she would not be left in the cold wind on the street when she got drunk.

In that case, why did they bother her so late at night?

Bai Zhi was suspicious and followed the waiter to a secluded private room.

Just as the staff said on the phone, Mu Jianhua was drunk.

His body, which was more than 1.8 meters tall, was like a ball of mud, limply stuck to the sofa.

His eyes were almost out of focus, but he kept muttering: "Xiao Zhi! Bai Zhi..."

On the sofa and the table, a pile of strong liquor was poured in a twisted manner.

Each bottle was opened and most of it was drunk.

This way of drinking, even the most powerful people have to lie down, Bai Zhi was a little annoyed, "Why don't you stop him."

"The customer is God, this Mr. Mu ordered three million wine tonight, we can only do what he says."

"He said my name, you help him call?"

The waiter smiled politely at Bai Zhi, "That's it."

Bai Zhi wanted to say something, the customer asked you to kill people and set fires, you also did it?

But waiters are working for others, busy in the middle of the night, it's not easy. Thinking of this, Bai Zhi endured it.

She walked forward and tentatively called, "Brother Mu."

"Xiao Zhi, you are here. Drink."

He shook the empty glass in his hand and was about to put it in her hand.

"Brother Mu, don't drink, you should go home."

Bai Zhi put the wine glass on the table.

As soon as his hands were free, Mu Jianhua suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Xiaozhi, it's really you. Am I dreaming?"

As he spoke, a tear suddenly flowed from the corner of his eye, "Xiaozhi, I feel so bad. I thought I was the proudest of my family, and I tried my best to do everything. But in fact, I am an out-and-out idiot.

My birth was a mistake. Xiaozhi, when you knew my background, you must have laughed at me. How can someone like me be worthy of you."

Mu Jianhua looked at Baizhi, his eyes were red, but his face was a bitter smile.

"Brother Mu, I'm sorry, I didn't hide it from you on purpose. But I never laughed at you, let alone looked down on you. In the end, you are innocent. I'm sorry that I still involved you!"

Mu Jianhua smiled at Baizhi, his face full of tears.

Bai Zhi grabbed a tissue from the side and handed it to him, "Wipe it off."

Mu Jianhua grabbed Bai Zhi's hand, "Xiao Zhi, I really love you very much. For so many years, I fell in love with you once. I didn't expect this result.

Tell me, do you have a place for me in your heart? Even if it's just for a moment."

Bai Zhi was stunned, and even forgot to struggle against Mu Jianhua's pinched wrist.

Lu Juefeng stepped forward to break Mu Jianhua's grip, glanced at him, and showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "If you really like her, do you still care about being deceived and used?"

Mu Jianhua felt numb in his palm and laughed out loud, "Why is Mr. Lu here?"

When Bai Zhi came in, he noticed Lu Juefeng behind her.

But he deliberately didn't say hello. This is the advantage of being drunk, you can act crazy and stupid.

The eyes that were a little sluggish under the paralysis of alcohol turned to Bai Zhi again, and he laughed, a little unscrupulous.

"I just care about Xiaozhi, I have a purpose, I dare to tell the whole world that I love her and I want to marry her, but does Mr. Lu dare?"

Lu Juefeng narrowed his eyes, and there was danger in his cold eyes.

"You look down on me? But I know what you think in your heart. You have never let her go for a day."

Mu Jianhua pointed at Baizhi, and his laughter was surging in his chest, a little mocking.

Slumped on the sofa, his legs propped up, his body and cervical spine formed a strange shape, like a pool of mud that was about to slide down at any time.

Lu Juefeng looked at the mud coldly, without any emotion in his eyes, "It seems that Mr. Mu is indeed drunk."

Lu Juefeng waved to the waiter next to him, "Carry him to my car."

After that, he took out a stack of red banknotes from his wallet.

"Thank you, sir."

The waiter thanked him respectfully, and called another colleague, and the two of them lifted Mu Jianhua together.

"No, I won't leave. He gave you money, and I will give you money too, I won't leave. Xiaozhi, come here."

Mu Jianhua began to look for his wallet.

The two waiters should be very experienced in lifting drunk people, and they lifted Mu Jianhua up in a few moves.

Lu Juefeng had already pulled Bai Zhi out of the bar first.

Bai Zhi looked back worriedly, and Mu Jianhua's body was swaying. He was tall, and the two waiters were almost knocked down by him.

Suddenly, a hand held the back of her head and turned her head over.

Bai Zhi looked at Lu Juefeng inexplicably.

Lu Juefeng naturally put down his hand, not feeling anything wrong at all.

On the way back, Mu Jianhua was stuffed in the back seat.

He was very uncomfortable, and his body twisted restlessly in the back seat.

Suddenly, he covered his mouth.

Lu Juefeng pulled over nearby. Before Bai Zhi could blink, he had already opened the back door, holding Mu Jianhua's collar, with his head facing down.

With a wow, Mu Jianhua vomited.

A strong smell of alcohol, the kind that had been processed by the gastrointestinal tract, instantly floated in the air.

Not only that, the strange liquid spilled all over the floor.

Lu Juefeng looked at the tip of his shoe that was splashed, and his brows knitted together fiercely.

Bai Zhi also got out of the car. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but twitch her lips.

She knew very well how obsessed Lu Juefeng was with cleanliness.

How could he bear this?

Bai Zhi was full of apologies. She quickly turned out the tissue and just pulled out a piece.

When the night wind blew, Bai Zhi's hand shook slightly and the tissue fell.

And it happened to hit the things that Mu Jianhua vomited.

Originally, he wanted to wipe Lu Juefeng's shoes with the paper, and wipe Mu Jianhua's mouth with the rest.

But this piece of paper was used to wipe Lu Juefeng's shoes. What should Mu Jianhua do?

Lu Juefeng turned slightly in the direction of Bai Zhi.

Looking at the paper in Bai Zhi's hand, and then looking at his own leather shoes, he kept repeating the three words "wipe clean".

A black line climbed up Bai Zhi's forehead.

She has a problem. Even though she has grown up, she still has a rebellious mentality.

Generally speaking, she doesn't want to do anything others ask her to do.

Lu Juefeng loosened Mu Jianhua's collar, and gently pinched the corner of the tissue with his index and middle fingers.

"Forget it, let me do it."

Bai Zhi pinched the paper and half-knelt to wipe the water stains on the tip of his shoes.

In fact, Lu Juefeng's shoes were not splashed much, and none of her tissues were soaked, and they were just scrapped.

What a waste!

Mu Jianhua still kept crawling with his head down.

After vomiting, he was a little more sober and just saw the scene of the two squatting together.

"What are you... doing?"

Bai Zhi stood up.

She stood up too hard and felt a little dizzy.

Lu Juefeng supported Bai Zhi, "Slow down."

From Mu Jianhua's angle, they seemed to be hugging each other tightly.

Anger rushed to his forehead along with the smell of alcohol, and Mu Jianhua's chest was bulging.

"You... you guys!"