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It was rare for Yun Hu to keep drinking in silence, and it was precisely Qingli, the least talkative person in the past, that started the conversation without stopping. Mu Wenshu occasionally responded to a few words of his.

The meeting of the three ended in such a strange atmosphere.

Mu Wenshu carried the drunk Yun Hu and walked over. Qingli followed closely behind, protecting Yun Hu, afraid that she would fall down.

"Men don't have good things!" Yun Hu waved her hands around drunkenly, "Eat what's in the bowl and watch what's in the pot!"

No matter how slim Yun Hu's body was, it was still more than a hundred kilograms. She unsteadily twisted on Mu Wenshu's back, staggered, and charged a few steps forward.

A man casually swung his hand, stabilizing Yun Hu's body. It was the man that Yun Hu first noticed.

Yun Hu squinted at the man and laughed foolishly before burying his head on Mu Wenshu's back.

"Thank you!" Wenshu and Qingli were busy taking care of Yun Hu, and did not notice this.

The driver had been waiting outside the GAGO since a long time ago, but Qingli was worried and wanted to bring her back to her residence.

After settling Yun Hu on the bed with great difficulty, Qingli patted her shoulders that was sore from all the work and walked out of the room.

Mu Wenshu stood up from the sofa, "How is she?"

"Yes." I'll walk you out. "

"I think it's better if I stay, just in case she …"

"Don't worry, since Yun Hu is drunk, shshewill sleep. If she doesn't wake up at night, he won't do it in the middle of the night." Qingli took a black and white checked scarf and wrapped it around his shoulders, acting as if he was going to send him out.

Mu Wenshu wanted to say something but hesitated. Qingli had said too much today, if he tried to force her again, the consequences would be dire.

"First, get the driver to drive you back in Yun Hu's car." It was a chilly night, and Qingli was standing at the mouth of the wind. She pulled the scarf over her shoulders, and her thin and straight body was extremely thin under the dim light of the lamp.

Mu Wenshu nodded, suddenly he took a step forward and held both her shoulders tightly, and then kissed the corner of her lips.

Xi Muyao's gaze was deep and gloomy, his lips slightly parted, and a thick cloud of smoke slowly blew out from his mouth, quickly dispersing into the turbid air of the carriage. Cigarette butts were strewn all over the floor.

He was waiting for them when he came out of the underground parking lot below Qingli's company.

The man kissed her, and she did not refuse.

Xi Muyao could not see Qingli's expression clearly, but he could clearly see Qingli carrying the man.

He touched the documents on the front passenger seat. Without turning on the lights, Xi Muyao already knew everything about men.

Mu Wenshu, Lu Qingli's first love, she would never forget him.

Three years ago, if it wasn't for the old man liking him, then the person who would hug Qingli and sleep at night should have been him, Mu Wenshu.

No one knew where they found out that Qingli had divorced him, but the golden-ranked lawyer, Mu Wenshu, had recklessly left the busy law firm and ran back.

Thinking of this, the nameless Dark Fire ignited and swallowed his rationality.

Xi Muyao leaned down and got off the car, slowly walking into the building.

Just as Qingli was about to close the door, she was blocked by a hand. She was stunned for a moment, and then Xi Muyao squeezed through the gap in the door and closed it behind him.

Qingli retreated a few steps in shock, "What are you doing here!"

Xi Muyao grabbed her wrist, looked at her coldly, and said aggressively: "Lu Qingli, you couldn't wait to divorce me, you just waited for the return of the one you love!"