At that, someone immediately responded.
Cool and Gorgeous Laoba: “Even if Halley’s Comet crashes into Earth, what you’re suggesting won’t happen, so why should we bother with you?”
Laoliu: “+1”
Sleepy Old Five: “+2”
Laosi: “+3”
Laoer: “+10086”
Shen Muchen became anxious, “Hey, I’m telling the truth.”
Cool and Gorgeous Laoba: “Last time you also said that Boss was GAY, was that also the truth?”
Shen Muchen: “…”
Sleepy Old Five: “Shen Muchen you son of a turtle, making such a fuss early in the morning, can’t you let people sleep?
Everybody scatter, if you disturb my sleep again, I’m leaving the group!”
Depressingly, Shen Muchen threw his phone aside and slammed the accelerator to the floor.
“Hmph, just wait for a slap in the face!”
Meanwhile, in room 1888 of the Hilton Hotel, Yu Lingqian was sitting on the bed with furrowed brows.
Following Shen Muchen’s earlier instruction, he took another ice pack and placed it on Mu Anran’s forehead.
The cool sensation alleviated her discomfort, and she murmured contentedly.
The tender and delicate sound shook his eardrums, deepening the color in his eyes.
Shen Muchen’s earlier words echoed in his ears: “You should be gentle and cherish women, you’re not doing it right!
What was there to cherish and care for in a woman who is willing to do anything for money?
Just as he was about to stand up and leave, his hand was suddenly grasped.
He turned around with a frown, only to see Mu Anran sitting up disoriented in her sleep, staring blankly at him, “Brother, don’t leave …
Mumu is scared …”
After mumbling these words in her confusion, she collapsed back down all soft and floppy.
Brother?
Yu Lingqian’s gaze darkened: The little one has a brother?
Why didn’t Lu Feng find out last time?
But this time, he really couldn’t leave.
Because the little one on the bed had taken his arm as a pillow, rubbing against it before settling down peacefully.
“…” A myriad of expressions crossed Yu Lingqian’s face as he tried to withdraw his arm.
But this action only intensified Mu Anran’s embrace, leading her to roll over and snugly wrap his arm in her arms: “Brother, Mumu will definitely …
save you …”
Ling Li’s piercing eyes glided over Mu Anran’s serene face.
Yu Lingqian took out his phone and dialed a series of numbers.
After one ring, the call connected: “Boss?”
“She has a brother?”
“Yes, but he died in a car accident three years ago.”
“Died?”
Lu Feng on the other end seemed to realize something, “I will investigate immediately.”
The woman in his arms let out another murmur, turning over to entangle his waist with arms and legs.
Because of his past in the special forces, Yu Lingqian had always been a light sleeper, so even the slightest noise would prevent him from resting.
Let alone now, with an octopus clinging to him.
His brows knitted together, but upon seeing Mu Anran’s peaceful face, he eventually did not push her away.
Instead, he slowly lay down beside her—
***
Mu Anran slept until the sky grew dark before waking up.
Her body felt as if it had been run over by a car, aching all over.
“Hiss—”
She sat up, frowning.
Yu Lingqian had already left, but the marks on her body reminded her of the previous night’s madness.
Mu Anran even started to wonder if the person who had been drugged (censored) last night wasn’t her, but Yu Lingqian instead.