A fashion queen

"I'll definitely thank him when I get the chance..." Mo Yunting muttered to himself, a glint of gratitude gleaming in his deep eyes. He gently put down the wine glass in his hand and slowly took out his phone from his clothes.

He frowned slightly, thought for a moment, then quickly typed on the screen and clicked the send button, sending Cui Xueying a warm message: "Dear, you can have fun outside for a while. I have something urgent to deal with. If it's too late, you don't have to wait for me. Go to bed early."

Bai You, who was sitting nearby, quietly watched Mo Yunting's actions, a hint of admiration and envy in his eyes. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly: This man has not only achieved remarkable success in his career, but he is also so devoted and affectionate in his relationships. He is truly a rare good man in this world!

"Yeah, I didn't expect that he would actually help me. Alas, I shouldn't have been so harsh on him back then. Now when I think about it, I really regret it." Bai You said as he reached out and rubbed his dizzy head, a look of regret appearing on his face.

Hearing this, Mo Yunting suddenly raised his head and looked at Bai You in surprise, his eyes filled with suspicion. He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Huh? You hit him? It seems like you and he didn't have much in common, right? Is there something else going on here that I'm not aware of?" Mo Yunting's voice was filled with curiosity and doubt, as if he had smelled a hint of gossip, but wasn't sure if he had just heard correctly.

"Yeah, yeah, he's been pestering my sister..." Bai You frowned slightly, his eyebrows painted in ink, and after a soft sigh, he spoke slowly. His voice was deep and magnetic, but at this moment, it hinted at helplessness and dissatisfaction.

Then, as if lost in memories, Bai You began to recount in detail the little things that happened between Song Yuhang and his sister.

It turns out that the cause of the incident was that Song Yuhang was worried that Bai You's sister would believe the slander of some people with ulterior motives and cause unnecessary harm to Cui Xueying. So he decided to take the initiative to approach Bai You's sister, hoping to prevent it in advance.

But Bai You, fearing for his sister's safety, didn't conduct a thorough investigation into Song Yuhang. Based solely on subjective assumptions, he concluded that Song Yuhang harbored ulterior motives towards his sister, simply seeking an opportunity to harass her. In a rage, without even a second thought, Bai You unhesitatingly ordered his trusted men to give Song Yuhang a severe beating.

"I never thought he would take the blame for Bai Tingting's murder. But ultimately, it's all my fault for not telling him the truth about how Bai Tingting died. That led to so much unnecessary trouble later." Mo Yunting sighed deeply, a trace of regret on his face. If he had known this incident would be exploited, he would never have kept it secret.

However, thinking of this, Mo Yunting couldn't help but feel relieved for Song Yuhang. It seemed that Song Yuhang had simply changed his way of protecting the people he wanted to protect. Although the process was full of twists and turns and misunderstandings, at least his intentions were sincere and firm. At the same time, Mo Yunting sincerely hoped that Song Yuhang could quickly shed the shadow of the past and find the happiness that truly belonged to him.

"Come on, let's drink! Stop thinking about those messy, annoying things. Let's get drunk today!" Bai You proudly picked up a wine glass and shouted to Mo Yunting across from him. The wine glass shimmered in the light, as if it was also eagerly waiting for the nourishment of the wine.

Mo Yunting nodded slightly, a flicker of relief in his eyes. "Alright, I really haven't had a drink this hearty in ages. Cheers!" He then lifted the glass in front of him and gently clinked it against Bai You's, creating a crisp, pleasant sound. This sound was like the release of long-suppressed emotions deep within them, leaving them feeling incredibly refreshed.

As they both drank, the spicy liquor slid down their throats and into their stomachs, instantly igniting a searing fire. The thrill made them frown, but soon their brows relaxed, a satisfied smile spreading across their faces. At that moment, all worries and anxieties seemed to be cast away, leaving only the fine wine in their glasses and the genuine friendship between them.