My ex-boyfriend is looking forward to my bankruptcy

Why? Didn't he receive the message sent back by Secretary Huang?

I was still running a fever in the morning. After being kicked out of Yuanhang at noon, not only did I not go to the company, but Secretary Huang could not be contacted by phone. Doesn't he worry about me?

But... Xi Mozhou couldn't ask these questions!

If Qu Tao knew that Secretary Huang showed him their chat records, there was no telling how long he would continue to be ignored by Qu Tao.

Forcing himself to suppress the grievance rising in his heart, Xi Mozhou was silent for a moment before speaking again.

"Where are you now?"

"Qin Hai, didn't I ask the front desk to tell you at noon?"

"You got your slingshot ready? Do you want to come over and smash the window now?"

"......." He was about to use a slingshot to smash Qin Hai's glass. Xi Mozhou couldn't help but lower his voice, "Am I sick?"

"Yeah, I know. I fed you medicine this morning."

"..." (He rolled his eyes undisguisedly, and looked extremely annoyed. Qu Tao couldn't see it anyway.)

When Xi Mozhou arrived at Qinhai, Qu Tao had already eaten and drunk his fill and had been standing at the second-floor window waiting for him for a while.

"Mozhou, this way..."

As soon as Xi Mozhou got out of the car, Qu Tao excitedly waved at him. When he saw him looking at him, he pointed seriously at the window beside him.

"Come on, hit here, I hit here last time!"

Xi Mozhou was almost suffocated to death by him. He didn't even have time to adjust his expression when he went up to the second floor where Qu Tao was in his bedroom.

When Qu Tao saw him come in, he crossed his arms, leaned against the windowsill, and looked at him with a look of ridicule.

"Yo...it's just the beginning, and Mr. Xi can't stand it?"

"You'll always have to pay for what you've done. When you were scheming me, didn't you ever consider whether I'd feel aggrieved?"

"I have my reasons. I want you to come back to me."

Feeling the same way, Xi Mozhou spoke the truth, but still didn't dare to look him in the eye.

Qu Tao gently rubbed the bridge of his nose with the tip of his index finger and stared at him mysteriously.

"Then you can't just talk to me nicely?"

"I was worried that you wouldn't agree, and you suddenly took the money and left. I thought you didn't want to be with me anymore."

Qu Tao looked at his expression that looked like he had suffered a great injustice, and his heart was about to soften, but then he remembered how he felt when he ran to Yuncheng and A City, and he made up his mind.

"Bah...it seems you're always right, selfish guy. Go sleep in the guest bedroom tonight. Don't even think about sharing a bedroom with me."

I have to sleep alone in the guest room again. The depressed expression on my face in the last second instantly turned into a pitiful one.

"Taotao, I was wrong. Can we not go to the guest bedroom?"

"No."

Qu Tao refused resolutely. After he finished speaking, he turned slightly and pointed to the window next to him.

"Where's the slingshot? Do you want to smash it?"

Still looking aggrieved.

“No slingshot.”

"If you don't want to smash it, just go down and eat."

After sending everyone downstairs to eat, Qu Tao locked the door and went to the bathroom.

But after he finished his shower and ran all four floors, he still didn't see Xi Mozhou.

Phone turned off? Qu Tao looked around blankly.

Could it be that Xi Mozhou couldn't stand it and ran away from home like he did before?

There was a biting cold wind in the yard. Qu Tao tightened his coat around himself and looked towards the yard next door.

Just as he returned to the hall and was about to take a look at the cellar, he heard a noise in the yard next door and Shen Yichen walked out of the hall.

"Qu Tao, come here."

"Ok?"

"Mo Zhou is drunk, come here and give him a hand."

In less than an hour, he got himself drunk. Could it be that the wine he drank was fake?

Qu Tao was stunned for a moment, then quickly walked to the next room: "White wine? Red wine?"

"All."

"He just took fever-reducing medicine this morning. Does he want to die?"

Qu Tao walked into the hall and saw Xi Mozhou lying on the sofa with his back against it.

The hall was filled with a strong smell of alcohol. Qu Tao walked over and patted his cheek.

"Mozhou?"

"Mozhou, wake up?"

After several slaps, neither light nor heavy, Xi Mozhou opened his eyes slightly. Seeing that it was him, he instantly felt aggrieved.

"If I don't wake up, you don't want me anymore?"

"Who said I don't want you anymore? Hurry up and come home with me."

Qu Tao grabbed his arm and tried to pull him up from the sofa. Xi Mozhou raised his buttocks slightly and then fell back down.

"No, it's too lonely sleeping in the guest bedroom alone."

Shen Yichen's sneer came from the side. Xi Mozhou took advantage of Qu Tao's inattention and glared at him secretly, then stood up from the sofa staggeringly.

"A drink can dispel all worries. Where's my wine? I want more..."

Without waiting for Qu Tao to react, Xi Mozhou walked a few steps to the wine cabinet in Shen Yichen's house.

He glanced up and down for a moment, then took the bottle of red wine that Qu Tao had brought earlier and held it in his arms.

"Wine, my wine."

What an ungrateful guy! Thanks to my advice on how to let Qu Tao take him in in the master bedroom, he is so shameless that he even set his sights on stealing his own wine.

Shen Yichen didn't bother to think any further. He walked a few steps to Xi Mozhou and tried to grab the red wine in his arms.

"You've had enough to drink. You can't drink anymore."

"Not much, I want to drink more." Avoiding Qu Tao's gaze, Xi Mozhou tilted his head and lowered his voice to Shen Yichen, "Did you not count whether it was much or not? I drank one cup and spilled two on myself."

"You're not drunk, why are you taking my wine?"

"Is this yours? This is my house."

"Stingy guy, I shouldn't have helped you with this dirty trick."

When Xi Mozhou was dragged back to his yard by Qu Tao, Shen Yichen was still standing in the yard, staring at the bottle of red wine in Xi Mozhou's arms.

What happened tonight might be a conspiracy between the couple to plot against him, right?

Walking into the hall, Xi Mozhou stuffed the red wine that he had been holding tightly into Qu Tao's arms.

"Taotao, I have a headache. Can you hold me to sleep?"

Qu Tao put the red wine on the tea table in the hall, supported him, and walked towards the elevator.

"You reek of alcohol. Are you trying to suffocate me? Go take a shower first."

There was no bathroom in the guest bedroom, and Xi Mozhou nodded rapidly.

"Okay, listen to my Taotao."

In the bathroom, Qu Tao turned on the shower and wanted to go out. He didn't know whether Xi Mozhou, the drunkard, did it on purpose or not.

The pajamas he had just changed into were soaked in the blink of an eye.

Seeing Qu Tao turn around, Xi Mozhou gestured with the shower head in his hand and apologized sincerely.

"Sorry, I didn't notice."

"...", what can you do with a drunkard? Qu Tao looked at him for a few seconds and sighed helplessly.

"Hurry up and wash up, I'll go change."

As Qu Tao spoke, he walked towards the bathroom door, and suddenly there was a "plop" sound behind him.

Xi Mozhou held the shower head in one hand and supported the floor with the other, half-sitting on the floor in a very strange posture.

"Taotao, my arm hurts. I think it fell where I broke it before?"

"........"

He was speechless. Qu Tao helped him up and tore his clothes off in frustration.

"Stand still, I'm not going to hold back."