"Thank you, are you Mrs. Mo?"
Bai Zhiyue relaxed in a way that showed she had escaped danger, placing her hand on Tang Yutong's sofa.
Although Tang Yutong didn't want to have anything to do with Mr. Mo Jin, it seemed too late to ignore their relationship now. She pursed her lips and casually said, "I remember you, you owe me a favor."
"My name is Tang Yutong."
After drinking a whole glass of whiskey, Tang Yutong's voice became more delicate. She wasn't good at drinking...
Bai Zhiyue nodded, put her mask back on, and took out a postcard from her pocket, which she stuffed into Tang Yutong's hand. "Let me know if you need anything, I'll leave first."
Tang Yutong stared at the postcard in a daze. It was really the young miss of the Bai family, Bai Zhiyue.
After Bai Zhiyue left, Tang Yutong felt dizzy and sat for a while before standing up again.
The servant outside hurriedly greeted her, "Mrs. Mo, Mr. Mo is about to arrive."
What?
Tang Yutong frowned. She really didn't want to see that man. Her footsteps became more hurried, but she coincidentally met him at the door.
With alcohol in her system, Tang Yutong's body felt weak.
"You've been drinking?"
Mo Jin looked at the woman in front of him who was standing unsteadily, his voice deep.
Who gave her the right?
First, she left the banquet alone, then she boldly refused his arrangements, and now she came here to drink!
Mo Jin's big hand forcefully stroked Tang Yutong's neck, as if he wanted to strangle her.
"Let go, you're hurting me!" Tang Yutong struggled frantically, but the man beside her held her firmly and she couldn't move. She muttered incoherently, and Mo Jin listened carefully, realizing that she was cursing at him. His face grew even darker.
Finally, Mo Jin pulled the woman, who was drunk, into his arms and left forcefully.
The man in the private room on the second floor watched this scene with interest. Behind him were the men who had just gone to Tang Yutong's table to look for someone.
"Boss, the surveillance shows that Miss Bai did indeed enter that room. Should we stop Miss Tang and ask her?"
The meaning in his words was already very clear. Should they stop Tang Yutong and ask her? After all, the boss had been looking for Miss Bai for several years, and only today did they finally find her whereabouts!
"Do you dare to provoke Mo Jin?" The man's eyes emitted a hint of coldness, and his voice was extremely slow and indifferent. "Since she has appeared, there is no hurry. We have plenty of time."
What he was more interested in now was that he heard that Mo Jin had entered the territory of the one-eyed blind man for a woman. It seemed to be true.
The originally quiet villa of the Mo family became a bit lively.
"Mo Jin, you bastard, put me down!" Tang Yutong was carried on the man's shoulder, her stomach churning and feeling very uncomfortable.
It was her own fault for not being able to drink but still insisting on drinking.
Mo Jin's eyes were cold, and he threw the still struggling woman onto the sofa in the hall without any mercy.
"Young master, young madam."
The butler hurriedly greeted them, but when he saw Mo Jin's solemn expression, he stopped in his tracks.
Mo Jin impatiently tugged at his tie and walked upstairs. "Find someone to watch her and give her a bath."
With the smell of alcohol all over her body, Mo Jin wrinkled his brow with disgust written all over his face. The butler didn't dare to delay and quickly called for the servants to help Tang Yutong to her room. However, the drunken woman couldn't control herself and pushed away the servant beside her, staggering as she walked.
Tang Yutong's headache was splitting, she didn't expect the whisky to be so strong! She walked unsteadily towards the backyard, muttering "look at the moon" in her mouth, her feet feeling as if they were stepping on cotton, without any strength.
When Mo Jin came down from upstairs, he saw Tang Yutong pointing at the swimming pool, insisting on seeing the moon. The butler looked helpless and approached Mo Jin, asking in a low voice, "Madam said she wants to fill the pool with water so she can see the moon..."
"Fill it up for her."
Mo Jin stared at Tang Yutong without shedding a single tear, but always had a mournful face, speaking in a low voice. Tang Yutong heard the voice and looked up, her little face slightly flushed. Did this man take the wrong medicine today? He actually agreed!
Tang Yutong swayed her head, trying to see Mo Jin's face clearly, but it was always a bit blurry. The swimming pool used ten water pipes to fill it up, and in just a few minutes, the water in the pool had overflowed. Tang Yutong breathed a sigh of relief and was about to walk towards the pool when she was pulled back by a big hand behind her.
"Haven't you had enough trouble?"
Mo Jin coldly opened his lips, the woman in front of him clearly had no consciousness, but after drinking alcohol, her hostility towards him had diminished a bit.
This realization made Mo Jin's originally unhappy mood slightly better.
Tang Yutong struggled, feeling dizzy and feverish all over her body, as if she was in a scorching heat, making her uncomfortable.
Behind her was the cold swimming pool. Tang Yutong frowned and shook off Mo Jin's restraint.
As she fell into the pool, a lot of cold water poured into her throat, making her slightly sober, but she...
She couldn't swim!
The next second, she heard the man's short breath in her ear. Tang Yutong only saw a trace of anxiety flashing quickly across Mo Jin's face before losing consciousness.
This man's acting skills are really good.
This is Tang Yutong's last remaining memory. Even when she was drunk, she could distinguish cause and effect. Now her situation is all thanks to Mo Jin. How could she believe that the usually cold Mo Jin would care about her?
At night, Mo Jin stared at Tang Yutong sleeping on the bed, his face calm.
The wound on his shoulder was throbbing faintly, and Mo Jin frowned. He heard the butler's voice outside the door, "Young Master Ji, why are you here?"
Ji Feng had a sullen face and spoke unkindly, "I came to see if your master is dead or not."
A few days ago, Ji Feng repeatedly warned him not to let the wound touch water.
But half an hour ago, he received a call from Mo Jin, who said, "Come to the Mo family, the wound got wet."
The butler couldn't stop him, so he could only follow Ji Feng carefully.
Mo Jin left the room and happened to meet Ji Feng, who was rushing upstairs. He spoke in a low voice, "Go to the study."
Ji Feng glanced at the closed door behind Mo Jin and felt a hint of surprise. He had never seen Mo Jin care so much about a woman before....
In the study, Ji Feng asked the butler to prepare hot water and silently watched as Mo Jin took off his shirt. When he saw the wound clearly, Ji Feng gasped in shock. The skin around the stitched wound had turned white from being soaked in water, and it was almost unbearable to look at.
How could he endure such pain?
Ji Feng went forward to examine the wound and his expression became unusually solemn. He spoke in a hoarse voice, "Is it because of her again?"
Mo Jin didn't answer, but only gestured for Ji Feng to hurry up and treat the wound. Seeing that he didn't want to say anything more, Ji Feng didn't continue to ask.