Mr. Mu Proposed Again Today-Chapter 117 - The Return of the Tomboy 1_1

Chapter 117: Chapter 117: The Return of the Tomboy 1_1

Chapter 117 -117: The Return of the Tomboy 1_1

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By now, Su Wanxia had completely lost her senses, her usually clear and lively eyes now a blurry haze. They resembled a deep, invisible spring, rippling softly, inscrutable to the onlooker.

Her fair cheeks were faintly flushed, and at this moment, she pouted and furrowed her brows, staring at the empty wine glass on the table.

Yan Yirou gaped dumbly, her eyes wide. The scene of Wanxia getting drunk last time was still vividly etched in her memory, leaving her speechless every time she recalled it.

But despite all the precautions, Wanxia had managed to overdrink again today.

How had the sober person of just moments ago become this intoxicated in the blink of an eye?

“Wanxia, it’s getting late, shall we go home?” Yan Yirou murmured softly, tentatively probing.

With so many people around now, it would be terrible if she threw a drunken fit here.

This time, there were far more people at the event than before, and they were all renowned figures from the political and business circles.

If these people were to see Mu Yingchen’s girlfriend get drunk like this and disgrace herself with a public outburst…

That would truly be tragic—

So, before she started making a scene, they needed to coax her into leaving quickly.

Kang Xiaolan and a few others had also witnessed the awkwardness of Su Wanxia drunk before, so they all agreed with Yan Yirou’s suggestion, whispering in assent.

“Yeah, it’s very late, we should head back.”

“Late? It’s lively right now~” Su Wanxia raised her hand and gestured vaguely towards the animated gathering.

Yan Yirou and the others shared a speechless look, their eyes cast upwards.

“What are you staring at so blankly? Come on, let’s drink.” She said, reaching for a glass.

It was only when her hand touched the glass that she had a sudden realization, “Oh, right, there’s no more wine.”

Her voice was soft and slurred, her pronunciation becoming unclear.

“I’ll get it,” she said, supporting herself on the table as she stood up.

Yan Yirou instantly stood up with her, hurriedly holding onto her arm.

“Wanxia, the banquet is over, let’s go home. No more drinking, okay?”

“What do you mean? Look, the people are still here.” Su Wanxia stood unsteadily, feeling like everything around her was swaying.

“Yirou, stop shaking me, you’re making me dizzy,” she mumbled, her words unclear.

Yan Yirou’s mouth twitched – how can you get a clear response when talking to a drunk person?

“Alright, I won’t shake you, so shall we go home?” Yan Yirou really wanted to scoop her into a sack and carry her away.

“No, it’s Mu Yingchen’s birthday today, and I haven’t wished him a happy birthday yet. Where is Yingchen?” After saying so, she began to look around.

Su Wanxia had a one-track mind right now, and it was a very straightforward one at that.

So, without thinking, she responded to whatever was said, and felt an urgent need to act on whatever she remembered.

Yan Yirou and the others were frantic, but just then, they couldn’t spot Mu Yingchen anywhere. With the venue being so large, who knew which guests he was being pulled aside by to make toasts.

Besides, they didn’t see Mu Feng and Ji Hua near them either.

“Yining, go find Ji Hua and tell them to come over quickly. We need to get Wanxia out of here,” Yan Yirou said urgently, supporting the wobbly Su Wanxia as she spoke to Gong Yining.

“They might not be together, I’ll go find Yingchen and Feng,” Kang Xiaolan chimed in as she stood up, despite her protruding belly.

“No, you’re not in a position to move around right now. You guys stay here; I’ll go look for them,” Jian Manhui said, already leaving her seat and hurrying off in a certain direction.

As Su Wanxia looked around a few more times without spotting Mu Yingchen, she suddenly became unhappy.

“Where did Mu Yingchen go? Where did he disappear to? Why don’t I see him?”

“Isn’t it his birthday today? He might be busy entertaining the guests,” Kang Xiaolan gently answered her question from the side.

But in Su Wanxia’s mind, only the phrase “entertaining the guests” echoed.

Her mind suddenly sparked, hosting the guests, yes, she could also help him host the guests.

“Hmm, I’ll go too,” she said as she casually picked up what might have been Yan Yirou’s or Jian Manhui’s wine glass from the table.

Then she made her way toward the stream of people at the event.

“Wanxia, where are you going?” Yan Yirou strained to hold her back.

“What are you doing? I’m going to host the guests,” she said, brushing off Yan Yirou’s hand.

Yan Yirou and Kang Xiaolan were instantly flustered.

Lady, just stay put for a while, will you!

“Mu Yingchen and Mu Feng are there, no need for you to host anyone,” Kang Xiaolan comforted.

“How can that be? I’ll go too,” Su Wanxia said as she hurried toward the center of the venue.

Unfortunately, her drunken state gave her a bit of brute strength, so Yan Yirou couldn’t hold her back and had to follow beside her reluctantly and against her better judgement.

Kang Xiaolan shook her head speechlessly on the spot and had no choice but to follow them.

Su Wanxia seemed to be in a good mood and offered a toast to anyone she met, then casually added: “I am Su Wanxia.”

Yan Yirou, under the weird gazes of those around her, wished she could crawl into a hole, but Su Wanxia was oblivious and staggered through the crowd.

Wherever she went, there was a sigh followed by people whispering and pointing.

Nobody understood why the Mu Family’s young master would fancy such a woman.

Under all eyes, to drink to such a state.

Not far away, Mu Yingchen’s mother was chatting with a smile with some old members of the Mu Family.

Suddenly sensing some commotion, they all turned their heads simultaneously.

When they clearly saw that the culprit was Su Wanxia, their eyes widened in shock.

Mu Yingchen’s mother’s grip on her wine glass tightened in anger.

What a disgrace! What an utter disgrace!

It turned out that Bai Yudie and Ding Nianzi, seeing Su Wanxia completely drunken and offering toasts with her glass, had thought of coming over to mock her.

But Su Wanxia, even though she was drunk, still recognized people.

They thought she was too drunk to react, but just as they spat out a couple of provocative words, Su Wanxia threw all the wine in her glass over the two of them.

Though it wasn’t much, their clothes were more or less stained by the wine.

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When Mu Yingchen’s mother saw that, it was exactly the moment Su Wanxia threw wine at Bai Yudie and Ding Nianzi.

“Su Wanxia! How dare you splash us?” Ding Nianzi screamed out loud.

Looking down at the stains on her clothes, she was livid.

But Su Wanxia remained indifferent, standing tall, and said defiantly, “Yes, I splashed you.”

Yan Yirou, on the side, wanted to laugh but forced herself to hold it back, as there were too many eyes staring and it wouldn’t do to laugh out loud.

Seeing the two of them in such a sorry state, she was truly delighted.

“Su Wanxia, look at yourself right now, you simply don’t deserve to be by Brother Chen’s side!”

Bai Yudie’s face darkened as she glared at Su Wanxia, the hatred in her eyes as if she wished to swallow her alive.

Su Wanxia’s stubborn temper was also rising, and she swayed forward two steps, ready to clash with Bai Yudie, when a familiar magnetic voice came from afar.

“Whether she’s worthy or not is not for you to decide!”

Su Wanxia instantly looked around in joy toward where the voice had come from.

When Bai Yudie heard this sentence, her face instantly turned pale.