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He turned off his cell phone. His ears were quiet, but his heart was in turmoil and could not calm down.

The only thing that kept appearing in his mind was the last message that the person had sent to him.

"Big Brother Han, you're going to faint from drinking too much. All you have to do now is call me sister-in-law!"

Ning Shansan had seen Han Muchen drunk before, and it was on the day they were married that the best man shielded the bridegroom from the drink. When they were married, the bridegroom shielded the wine for the best man.

They went to a few tables, and Han Muchen only drank a few drinks. All the wine, the bridegroom's, the best man's, and the bride's were all taken over by Han Muchen.

Han Muchen's alcohol tolerance was not good to begin with, so after playing like this for a while, he was already so drunk that even his own dad couldn't recognize him.

It was Murong that dragged Han Muchen off the table and placed him in the new room. Ning Shan Shan was also arranged to take care of Han Muchen in the new room.

Han Muchen, who had reached the bed, was still not at ease. He continuously looked up at the sky and muttered: "Drink!" Heh! "I'll stay here until I'm drunk tonight!"

Ning Shan took a wet towel from the bathroom and wanted to wipe Han Muchen's face. Han Muchen probably sensed that someone was around, so he started to pull Ning Shan's hand.

"Bro, I'm very happy today, did you know that?"

Han Mu Chen acted like a maniac, and Ning Shan could only cooperate with him.

Hearing Ning Shan's affirmation, Han Muchen became angry and shook off Ning Shan's hand.

"You know? "You don't know, I'm the groom, I'm the groom today!"

As Han Mu Chen said this, he grabbed the clothes on his chest, trying to find the flowers to prove his identity.

Han Mu Chen touched his chest for a long time, but didn't find any flowers. He waved his hand and stopped struggling and moved closer to Ning Shan's ear.

She whispered to Ning Shan, "Do you know who I married today?"

Hearing Han Mu Chen's words, Ning Shan held her breath, afraid that she would miss something.

Han Mu Chen maintained the posture in front of him and didn't move. Time slowly passed, until Ning Shan thought that Han Mu Chen had fallen asleep on her shoulder.

"Wife!"

Han Mu Chen suddenly said this on her shoulder before falling onto the bed and falling into a deep sleep.

Ning Shan didn't know how to describe her feelings. Joy, sadness, self-blame, she was overwhelmed by the feeling of inferiority.

Thinking of the scene on their wedding night, Ning Shan tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. She randomly put on a coat and went to Weiyang for no reason other than because Han Muchen was the most adorable when he was drunk.

She had come here once before, but she had never been in a room before. Ning Shan Shan took a deep breath at the door and slowly pushed it open.

The scene inside was different from what she expected. She thought that there would be a group of well-chosen ladies, but to think that there wouldn't be a single one.

Very quickly, someone found her, and then Ning Shan's memories were cut off.

As she sat on the sofa, she could only recall the conversation between two people. One was a voice she was very familiar with, the other was a stranger.

"My wife delivered herself to my doorstep!"

That familiar voice belonged to Han Mu Chen. Thus, his words were clearly imprinted into Ning Shan Shan's mind. She patted her head.

He was really a useless person. He forgot everything and just remembered his words.

This sentence was probably the latter part of the sentence on the night of their newlywed marriage. It should be linked together to the words "A wife who has married, a wife who has been sent to their doorstep for free!"

Ning Shan's mouth seemed to be filled with the same bitterness as Huang Lian. From the very beginning, she and Han Muchen had been wrong, so what was she asking for in her heart?

Ning Shan mocked herself as she stood up and looked at the mess in the room. Only people who delivered themselves to her for free were worthless, not even a quilt was worth covering.

Ning Shan put away the coat on her body and walked out of Wei Yang. All her previous extravagant hopes originated from the wedding night.

Now that he knew the latter half of the sentence, he should stop making extravagant demands. If he stopped thinking, he wouldn't be in so much pain, right?

Han Mu Chen opened the door to the room with soy milk and youtiao in his hand, but there was no one inside. The person who was just lying on the sofa a moment ago, Ning Shan, was nowhere to be seen.

Han Mu Chen put down the breakfast in his hands and searched the small room suspiciously. He quickly searched the room but still didn't find Ning Shan.

Only now did Han Mu Chen confirm that Ning Shan had already left. He sat down on the sofa and hugged his head.

"Mister Han, the southern city's steamed buns are still warm!"

The yellow-hair held a tray of steamed buns and happily placed it in front of Han Muchen.

Only then did Han Mu Chen slowly raise his head. He looked at the tray of steamed buns in the yellow-hair's hands, signalling him to put it down. He then took one and stuffed it into his mouth.

After chewing twice, he suddenly waved his hand, causing the soy milk and youtiao on the table along with the plate of Soup Dumplings to be overturned onto the ground.

The soy milk flowed out into a white stream, causing the yellow-hair to be at a loss as he looked at Han Muchen.

Last night, Han Muchen had woken up even though it was still dark. He ordered to eat the Soup Dumplings in the south of the city, and it was still hot.

As soon as he bought it, Master Han just ate one and threw it away, causing yellow-hair to feel a bit bad for his gas.

"Get out!"

Han Mu Chen's voice carried the quaking of a hangover, which sounded especially horrifying, so the yellow-hair quickly closed the door.

Only Han Muchen was left. Han Muchen was lying on the sofa, exactly where Ning Shan had lain before.

He loved to get drunk, but it was never a short movie. Last night, he thought that Ning Shan Shan wouldn't come, but he never expected her to appear at the door.

Just like when they first saw each other, he sized up the surroundings with a bit of fear in his eyes.

He was so happy last night that he really wanted to introduce Ning Shan to his friends. Thus, he let Ning Shan drink a little bit with them.

After Ning Shan was drunk, he had everyone rush to the room next door, leaving himself and Ning Shan behind.

Han Muchen had a habit of staying at the scene after getting drunk, so even when he got a room in Weiyang, he would often sleep in the room.

Han Mu Chen woke up early in the morning. When he woke up, Ning Shan Shan was still sleeping. Looking at her face, Han Mu Chen felt incredibly satisfied.

No matter how late he played, some people were worried that it wasn't a bad feeling to have someone to keep them company.

Thinking that Ning Shan must have drunk quite a bit of alcohol last night and felt sick to his stomach this morning, Han Muchen wanted to get some food for her.

He didn't know what Ning Shan liked and could only remember. He heard that Lu Qing would always go to the south of the city to buy Soup Dumplings for Ning Xiaoxiao, so he figured that the two sisters' tastes were about the same.

She sent the yellow-haired man next door to run errands, and she was worried that the yellow-haired man's bun was too slow, so she ran out to buy soy milk and youtiao.

It was just that when he came back, he was already gone.