Chapter 2295
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As soon as Mu Yancheng stepped into the bar, he was greeted by loud and lively music.
As usual, he ordered a few bottles of imported wine and sat down in the private room. After the wine was served and the bartender mixed it, he poured himself a glass and downed it in one gulp.
After downing the cup of wine, his gloomy mood was relieved a little!
How satisfying!
Mu Yancheng had just calmed down a little when Lin Xueya's disgusting face appeared in his mind again!
'Mu Yancheng, it's the elders' wish to marry you. But if you want to touch me, you'll have to see if I'm willing or not. The key is whether you're worthy or not!
… What a despicable woman! …
'Once we're connected, this marriage will only be in name only. Even if you stick to me, I won't cling to you. After all, no one can force me to sleep in the same bed with a man I don't like and even hate a little.
Despicable!
Despicable!
'If the man sitting in front of me this time is Mu Yazhe, perhaps I'll be willing to suck up to him!
'But you, no matter how I look at it, can't compare to that brother of yours. In terms of ability, you can't compare to him. In terms of talent, you can't compare to him. Although your face looks decent, you're still a far cry from that.
…
'Mu Yancheng, who do you think you are? You told me not to be too self-righteous, but what about you? Don't flatter yourself too much, either! Don't put on an act; it'll only make you look more hypocritical!
Despicable! Despicable! '
Mu Yancheng cursed in his heart as he downed glass after glass of imported wine.
In the past, when he entered the bar, he might have been in the mood to wander around the bar in search of prey. But now, he was not in the mood to do so. His mind was filled with Lin Xueya's humiliating words. Every time he thought of her arrogant face, he could not help but want to pinch her face until it was smashed into pieces!
Despicable!
…
"Brother Yancheng?"
Amidst the noisy music, a delicate woman's voice suddenly entered his ears.
By then, Mu Yancheng had already downed an entire bottle of wine.
His alcohol tolerance was not bad, but he definitely could not say that he would not get drunk after a thousand cups. The bottle of foreign wine was very strong, and the alcohol content was very strong. After drinking it, even his stomach and thoughts became hot.
He narrowed his eyes and raised his head. At the end of his line of sight, a woman with light makeup walked into the private room and walked towards him.
Mu Yancheng sucked in a deep breath of cold air and took a closer look. This face was not unfamiliar to him; in fact, it was extremely familiar.
He was startled at first, and then his eyes widened slightly to take a closer look at the face. When the woman came closer and he could see more clearly, he smiled drunkenly and was a little surprised. "Enya?"
Song Enya was wearing a red spaghetti strap dress, which accentuated her picturesque features and delicate makeup. Her long eyelashes, in particular, were especially charming and alluring.
"What a coincidence!"
Mu Yancheng smiled. "Why are you in this bar, too?"
Song Enya smiled slightly and then sat down beside him, deliberately leaning close to him. Her long, wavy hair was right next to him, and her subtle fragrance was seductive.
Perhaps it was because his lips were too close, for Mu Yancheng closed his eyes slightly and sniffed greedily.
How fragrant!
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