You don't agree to have a baby, and you're anxious and angry about the divorce

Tao Yingran narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, moved closer, and said with his eyes close to Mu Yuan's eyes, with a bit of pride: "We are relatives. I am his sister, but not his biological sister. Anyway, we have a very good relationship. I guess... we can be considered childhood sweethearts."

Childhood sweethearts...

So this is the kind of relationship. Mu Yuan looked at the other person's delicate and beautiful facial features.

She exudes confidence and brightness from head to toe.

It is a temperament that rarely exists in me.

Mu Yuan felt that she and her roommate Rao Menghan had similar personalities and temperaments, but Rao Menghan never made fun of her and only encouraged her.

"Before I agreed to marry him, I asked him about his relationship status and confirmed that he had no emotional entanglements before I agreed to get married. I never thought of destroying other people's relationships."

Mu Yuan didn't explain, he just stated.

Tao Yingran sneered: "I didn't say anything about destroying it. We are just simple relatives now."

Brother Cheng is weak now, and if she marries him, the future will be very risky. If it weren't for this, she would have asked her parents to help her match him up, after all, Li Chengye is completely in line with her aesthetic taste.

Fortunately, he has now started to take over Li's affairs.

If the future is stable, he and Mu Yuan will divorce in two years, and Li Mingyuan will never wake up. By that time, it won't be too late for him to marry Brother Cheng.

People go to high places, and water flows to low places.

After all, Brother Cheng has the reputation of being an illegitimate child, his mother Qu Man has no background, and his family members don't take him seriously.

Marriage is a major event in life, and she will not act rashly. Of course, if he becomes the heir of the Li family in the future, that will be another matter.

A business car slowly drove over from a distance. Tao Yingran raised her hand and the car stopped in front of her.

The driver got out of the car and opened the door for her. Tao Yingran looked at Mu Yuan with disdain and said sarcastically in her ear before getting in the car: "Brother Cheng hates you very much. If you know what's good for you, don't hang around in front of him. This is a high-end residential area. The salary of security guards is higher than your future salary. Not everyone is worthy of coming here."

The car drove away, and a gust of wind blew up, ruffling her hair at the temples and her already sour heart.

……

Mu Yuan returned to school alone.

She attended classes as usual on Monday and returned to Yingyue Bay in the evening. She did not send any messages to Li Chengye to ask him whether he would come back. She just silently cooked a table of dishes.

Same, all her favorite foods in the book.

After I finished, I sent him a message to tell him.

If he doesn't come back, she will eat alone.

She packed the extra food in a plastic container and ate it for breakfast the next day. It was just like when she lived alone before, except that there were more dishes now and the house was much more luxurious, so she adapted well.

Li Chenye didn't come back on Monday.

Li Chengye didn't come back on Tuesday either.

Wednesday, same thing Thursday.

Of course, there was no reply to the message.

During this period, a nutritionist came to her home once to examine her.

Her mother-in-law Qu Man had sent her a message. She must have known that Li Chenye had not returned to the villa in Yingyue Bay, so she came to explain to her.

It was said that Li Chengye had just joined the group and had to take care of many social etiquette. In addition, he also had his own investment company and was busy on both ends, so he could not pay much attention to her.

She also told her not to worry, and that once she got better, grandma would find a way to get him home.

Mu Yuan actually thought it was good that he didn't go home.

She lives a leisurely life alone. She cooks her own food, cleans up after eating, and then curls up on the sofa in the living room, holding a tablet to draw. Without a man to disturb her, every day is fulfilling and comfortable.

It was Friday and Mu Yuan had no classes in the afternoon, so he returned to the villa after noon.

Thinking that tomorrow is the weekend, Li Chenye might come back.

In the afternoon, Mu Yuan cooked some more dishes, and then, like a few days ago, took a photo and sent him a message.

The message was simple, just four words.

【I have cooked. 】

After finishing it, Mu Yuan waited half an hour longer than usual.

The man still didn't reply and showed no sign of coming back, so Mu Yuan started eating by himself.

She liked every dish.

Mu Yuan was open-minded. She was not targeted by any of the Mu family members, nor did she face any difficulties with any men. She ate the food on the table happily, feeling particularly relaxed.

After a rest after dinner, she took a shower and then read and studied at the table by the floor-to-ceiling window in the bedroom.

Seeing that it was almost ten o'clock, Mu Yuan prepared to go to bed.

There was a sudden sound from the gate of the villa. Mu Yuan walked to the balcony and a black Rolls-Royce drove into the courtyard.

Zhao Kun and another male assistant she had never seen before helped the drunk and unsteady Li Chengye out of the car from the back seat.

Mu Yuan hurried downstairs, and Zhao Kun helped Zhou Chenye into the living room alone, while another man was waiting outside.

She hurried over to help.

The two men helped Li Chengye lie down on the sofa.

Mu Yuan looked at him, drunk and unconscious, and asked Zhao Kun: "Why did you drink so much?"

Zhao Kun wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, "Several old men on the group's board of directors insisted on drinking white wine and kept urging us to drink. Brother Cheng had just taken office, so there was nothing I could do. I had to drink with them one by one. It's been a week now, and there are dinner parties every night."

Drinking for a week?

Mu Yuan was surprised and looked at the person on the sofa with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Ms. Mu, could you please take care of the boss? He asked me to do something and I have to do it."

Seeing that he was a little anxious, Mu Yuan quickly said, "It's okay, you go, I'll take care of him."

"Thanks."

"It's fine."

Zhao Kun drove away with another man, and the villa returned to silence again.

Mu Yuan looked at the person on the sofa, walked up to him and called him softly, but there was no response.

He closed his eyes and reached out to tug at his tie, but didn't pull it off.

Mu Yuan walked closer, squatted down, untied the tie around his neck, and unbuttoned three buttons of his shirt.

Seeing that the coat was very restrictive for him, Mu Yuan wanted to help him take off the suit, but the man was too heavy and she couldn't turn him over.

Mu Yuan tried for a long time but couldn't take it off.

"Li Chenye, your coat is uncomfortable. Please move to the side and I will help you take it off." Mu Yuan called him softly with a trying attitude.

The result was really effective. As soon as Mu Yuan said it, he actually cooperated.

The coat was finally taken off, and Mu Yuan helped him take off his shoes, allowing him to lie down on the sofa so that he could be more comfortable.

She had never taken care of a drunk person.

Remembering that there was honey and brown sugar in the refrigerator, Mu Yuan made a cup of honey and brown sugar water with warm water and fed it to him.

But she didn't quite know how to feed it.

After thinking for a moment, she squatted down beside him and asked in a very old-fashioned way, "Would you like some water? Honey water, not hot."

The man slowly opened his eyes, his consciousness was hazy, he raised his head slightly, grabbed her hand, put the cup to his mouth, and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking, he closed his eyes again.

The man was so big that Mu Yuan couldn’t carry him upstairs, so she could only let him sleep on the sofa first.

She went upstairs to find a thin blanket, but when she came down to cover the man with it, he was covering his eyes with one arm, pressing his abdomen with the other hand, his brows furrowed, and he was obviously in discomfort.

"Are you feeling stomachache?" Mu Yuan asked him closely.

The sick man looked particularly fragile, and his hostility had dissipated a lot. He whimpered in confusion and uttered "hmm", which was considered an answer to Mu Yuan's question.