C74 Give Me the Wine

Chu Luo's clear resistance pierced Bei Muchen's eyes.

He was proud. Chu Luo's resistance touched the deepest part of his heart, and her black eyes dimmed. Indeed, it was just as Chu Luo had said.

He said nothing, only coldly stood up and prepared to leave.

"Chu Luo, you'd better not ever regret your choice today."

Bei Muchen walked a few steps forward. In the darkness, Chu Luo caught his gaze under the moonlight. It was so cold that she seemed like a stranger.

She did not answer. It was as if a sharp silver needle was stabbing into her heart.

Chu Luo's silence made a raging fire rise up in Bei Muchen's chest. Very good, Chu Luo, you are ruthless!

With a loud bang, the door closed, and the room fell into an unprecedented silence.

Chu Luo laid on the bed with a cold expression and her heart was calm like a ripple. She had obviously successfully angered Bei Muchen, so he definitely wouldn't like her anymore.

Chu Luo's heart sank when she thought of this.

The corner of her eyes was a little sore. She wanted to cry, but she couldn't. She sniffled in frustration. It's only been a year. Chu Luo, you can do it.

Bei Muchen ran out of the house with a cold expression. The black sports car disappeared at the end of the street with a swoosh.

Inside the car, Bei Muchen's expression was dark as he gripped the steering wheel hard. His mind was filled with Chu Luo's cute and exquisite face.

Damn it, did she really hate him that much?

Bei Muchen didn't know how long he had been driving the car. He only knew that he had arrived at the top of a mountain. He got off the car and a chilly night breeze blew over.

He didn't care at all. He lit up the cigarette in his hand, his dark eyes dark and lifeless like a bottomless lake. At the foot of the mountain, there was bright light shining, telling of the Nightless City.

The smoke obscured his vision. The wind blew again and again, but it did not disperse the irritation in his heart.

In a fit of anger, he threw his cigarette on the floor and made a phone call. With that, he hung up without giving the other party a chance to speak.

When Luo Yi arrived, Bei Muchen was sitting alone on the cliff in a thin coat.

"Young Master."

Luo Yi hurried over with a large case of wine. He sat beside Bei Muchen with an unhappy expression on his sharp face.

He was stunned for a moment. Was he arguing with his wife? It was only on matters related to his wife that Young Master's temper became so bad.

Bei Muchen snatched up Luo Yi's wine and drank it without saying a word. It was as if only the bitter taste of alcohol could ease the irritation in his heart.

Bottles after bottles of red wine were forced into his stomach.

He didn't eat much at night. Right now, his stomach was in chaos. He frowned uncomfortably. Since that was the case, Bei Muchen poured wine without a care.

"Young Master, calm down." Luo Yi was scared out of his wits. Was drinking like this because he didn't want to live?

The current Luo Yi didn't care about his employer's relationship at all. He directly snatched Bei Muchen's red wine and loudly questioned him: "If you keep drinking like this, you won't have your life anymore."

His black eyes were focused on him, and his beautiful pupils were covered in a layer of frost. He looked coldly at Luo Yi, and said in a strong tone that no one could refute, "Give me the wine."

"Young Master." Luo Yi opened his mouth.

"Give it to me!" Bei Muchen snapped angrily.

Noticing that he was in an extremely bad mood, Luo Yi handed the red wine back to Bei Muchen in embarrassment.

Bei Muchen took it and poured it down his throat like a cow drinking water. He drank it too quickly and his shirt was stained with red wine.

Luo Yi sighed in his heart. Love is really a hateful thing. The usually stern Young Master actually did such a thing for his wife.

He stood aside silently and called Chu Luo.

No one answered the phone after a few times. Luo Yi started to get anxious. He looked back and thought, "Madam, pick up the phone, if you don't, something will happen."

In the old house, Chu Luo held her phone, hesitating whether she should pick up the phone or not. Actually, she could probably guess why Luo Yi called her.

She wanted to slide over to refuse, but for some reason, she couldn't help but take her hand.

Chu Luo was stunned.

"Ma'am, is that you, ma'am?"

It was only when Luo Yi's anxious voice reached her ears that Chu Luo finally calmed down. With a dull gaze, she put the phone by her ear.

"It's me."

Luo Yi was completely relieved, "Madam, are you free right now?"

"Yes." Chu Luo answered coldly.

"Young Master is in a bad mood. Madam, can I trouble you to comfort him a bit?" Luo Yi said.

Chu Luo's heart skipped a beat. Ye Zichen pursed his lips and opened his mouth to reply, but then a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, causing the words that were about to come out of his mouth to change.

"I have already fallen asleep. He will have to trouble you to send him back to the Blue Garden."

After saying that, Chu Luo immediately hung up the phone, her phone held tightly in front of her chest. In front of her, she panted heavily and waited for a moment.

Chu Luo put on her coat and went out.

At the staircase, Chu Luo met Wen Xincheng. Seeing her in a hurry, Wen Xincheng called out to her, "Luo, it's so late. Where are you going?"

Hearing Wen Xincheng's voice, Chu Luo turned her head abruptly. She didn't have time to explain and could only say, "Auntie, I'm sorry. I'm in a hurry. I'll come back to see you another time."

While they were talking, Chu Luo had already disappeared from the villa.

After being hung off the phone by Chu Luo, Luo Yi's head started to hurt. What was wrong with the couple? Young Master was so agitated and from what he knew of him, whoever went over would be cannon fodder.

Very soon, bottles of wine filled the ground beside Bei Muchen's feet. His head was hazy, 70% drunk, 30% sober.

He got up and got into the car shakily, "Luo Yi, let's go back." He leaned his head against the window. His eyes were hazy and he was obviously drunk.

Luo Yi got on the car, "Young Master, Young Master." He called out softly, but Bei Muchen did not respond.

Sighing deeply, Luo Yi sent Bei Muchen to the Blue Garden according to Chu Luo's instructions.

"How can you drink like this?" When Luo Yi sent them to the Blue Garden, Antie Lee and the others were already waiting outside.

"Quickly bring Young Master in and cook some ginger soup."

After getting out of the car, Luo Yi instructed Antie Lee.

"I know, Mr. Camel, it's been hard on you."

After Luo Yi left, Antie Lee and a few servants carried Bei Muchen upstairs. He was completely drunk. Antie Lee instructed the servants to cook some ginger soup and covered him with a blanket.

Antie Lee went to Chu Luo's room.

"Madam, Young Master is back."

As soon as she said that, Chu Luo's door was opened. It was so fast that people thought she was just standing behind the door.

Antie Lee was stunned for a moment before she smiled, "Madam, Young Master is back."

When she heard that Bei Muchen had returned, the worry under Chu Luo's eyes was finally lifted. Seeing it, Antie Lee secretly smiled inside.

"Since Madam is so worried about Young Master, why don't you go pick him up yourself?"