She Lost Memory Before the Divorce-Chapter 228 - 0 His Love for Mu Lan Drives Him Mad
Chapter 228: Chapter 0228: His Love for Mu Lan Drives Him Mad
Chapter 228: Chapter 0228: His Love for Mu Lan Drives Him Mad
Huo Tingxiao set a date to drink, leaving Shen Zichu and Yunzhan stunned.
Shen Zichu, having surgery scheduled for the next day, could only repeatedly drink water instead of alcohol.
Yunzhan, on the other hand, was delighted. Every time he invited Huo Tingxiao for drinks, the man barely sipped and quickly stopped, which was such a downer. Today, they could drink to their hearts’ content until they were blissfully drunk; the mere thought was incredibly satisfying.
“What’s the meaning of this silence, huh? Don’t just drink without saying anything. Weren’t you two in Paris? What’s the status between you now?”
Huo Tingxiao poured a glass of whiskey, the ice not as cold as his heart.
“There was some progress, but today during the meal, we ran into Pei Zhao, and it was like going back to square one.”
Shen Zichu and Yunzhan exchanged glances.
“I heard about it from Gu Xiaoman. She mentioned that Pei Zhao brought up Mu Lan’s father, and it inevitably caused her distress. Don’t be discouraged though, crossing this journey of obtaining scriptures is faced with eighty-one difficulties, and where have you even started?”
Upon hearing this, Yunzhan couldn’t help but widen his eyes in surprise.
“Damn, chasing after a woman is this troublesome? Sigh, if you ask me, maybe you should just move on to someone else?”
Huo Tingxiao’s glare shot over immediately, and Yunzhan exaggeratedly pretended to dodge.
A sinister smile on his lips, his eyes crinkled into a smile.
“Since you can’t switch to another person, you better cheer up. What’s this drowning your sorrows in alcohol about?
When you drink, you should drink happily. I never brood over my liquor; don’t you think you owe it to all the grains in the world?
Besides, this foreign liquor tastes terrible; nothing beats the aroma of Maotai.”
As he spoke, Yunzhan opened a bottle of Maotai and took a swig straight from the bottle.
Shen Zichu touched his forehead; so he came today just to watch two drunks compete in drinking?
“Both of you should drink less. Yunzhan, he’s frustrated, so stop poking him in the sore spot.”
Yunzhan took a big gulp of the liquor and laughed.
“Whose fault can that be? It’s his own fault. Back then when the girl was chasing after him, he couldn’t care less; now he wants her attention? She’s out of his league now.”
Huo Tingxiao stared at Yunzhan, knowing he was speaking the harsh truth, yet it still stung.
“Yunzhan, wait until one day you’re with Jing Rong—”
Before he could finish, Yunzhan immediately interrupted.
“Enough, don’t go matchmaking me; my situation with Jing Rong is nothing like yours. She’s just a kid. I wouldn’t lay a hand on her no matter how deranged I am.
Back to you. Don’t change the subject. If you ask me, you should cry, make a scene, even threaten to hang yourself.”
Shen Zichu frowned, not understanding where Yunzhan was going with this.
Looking back at Huo Tingxiao, he actually seemed to be seriously considering this approach.
“Huo Tingxiao, you’re actually taking Yunzhan’s nonsense seriously?”
Yunzhan glared back.
“What nonsense? I speak with open eyes! Anyway, the situation is already like this; we might as well treat a dead horse as if it’s alive.
Being shamelessly persistent with your own woman isn’t embarrassing. It’s surely better than drowning your sorrows in drink alone.
If you ask me, you need to strive to awaken Mu Lan’s protective instinct. Making her feel pity for you is definitely the first step to winning her back.”
Huo Tingxiao frowned, mulling over Yunzhan’s words.
“How should I do it?”
Shen Zichu was shocked; had Huo Tingxiao gone mad? To actually believe Yunzhan’s absurd suggestions?
“Huo Tingxiao, are you really planning to do what Yunzhan suggests?”
Huo Tingxiao drank his liquor with an expressionless face, responding indifferently.
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“Why not?”
“…”
Shen Zichu was speechless; this was a desperate move, clutching at straws. Yunzhan’s advice sounded completely unreliable.
And trigger protective instincts, how? Huo Tingxiao, a man who’d swallow his own teeth without complaint, and it was already hard for him to express his feelings—playing the sympathy card? Could he even pull it off?
“Sigh, having confidence is good, Mu Lan’s not an iron wall. Just keep working at it slowly. With enough perseverance, even an iron rod can be ground to a needle. There will be a time for your success.
You’ve always been stubborn, set on her and her alone, just treat it as adding some excitement to your life.
If all else fails, I’ll beat you up myself until you’re black and blue. When Mu Lan sees you, oh boy, she’ll definitely feel really sorry for you.”
The more Yunzhan spoke, the less sense he made, yet Huo Tingxiao felt it could actually be worth trying, even if it meant taking a beating.
Seeing Huo Tingxiao taking it seriously, Shen Zichu urged him to pull back, to stop fantasizing about things he shouldn’t.
“Yunzhan, if you keep talking nonsense like this, he’ll start believing it.”
“If you want to win her back, show some sincerity. All this sneaking around will only drive Mu Lan further away if she finds out.”
Yunzhan curled his lip.
“Enough, you’re all gentlemen, and I’m not. You want me to do something legitimate and dignified? I don’t even know how.”
As he spoke, he gulped down another mouthful of liquor.
“When it comes to love, you have to be sincere. Don’t be lazy.”
Shen Zichu was really talkative, and Huo Tingxiao was so pulled back and forth by the two of them that he didn’t know who to listen to anymore.
He was indeed in a rush and regretted seeking the advice of these two, which only added to his troubles.
He drank one glass after another, and as he drank more, he felt sadder. Shen Zichu glanced at the time.
“I have surgery tomorrow and can’t keep you company any longer. Yunzhan, keep an eye on him for me. I’m afraid he won’t stop until he’s drunk himself half to death.”
Yunzhan felt a bit guilty; he was doing well to not encourage the drinking, let alone stop it.
“Okay, I’ll watch him.”
Once Shen Zichu left, the two really let loose.
It had been a long time since Yunzhan had drunk to his heart’s content, and Huo Tingxiao’s capacity for liquor seemed bottomless. He was struggling to keep up while Tingxiao wanted more.
“Haven’t you had enough yet?”
“What about you, are you done?”
Huo Tingxiao’s eyes were barely focusing, but his speech was still clear and logical.
Yunzhan wanted to cry but had too much pride.
“I’m done? Not a chance, to battle till dawn!”
No sooner had he finished speaking than he toppled onto the couch with a groan.
“Hmm… battle till dawn…”
Huo Tingxiao glanced at Yunzhan and massaged his temples.
“You’re drunk.”
Drunk? Yunzhan suddenly opened his eyes.
“I can still drink, I…”
He couldn’t finish speaking before collapsing again, and this time he really couldn’t get up.
He Yan entered and paled at the sight of the empty bottles on the table.
“Mr. Huo, are you alright?”
Huo Tingxiao’s expression was foggy as he shook his head.
“I’m fine. Let Yunzhan sleep here, take me home.”
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Maple Forest Garden
Mrs. Li had left some soup in the kitchen, and Mu Lan served herself a bowl. The evening in Sea City had cooled after a sudden autumn rain.
Mu Lan glanced at the time. It was already midnight, and Huo Tingxiao hadn’t come home yet.
Probably tied up with some social obligations or away on business, she thought.
This happened frequently, so she wasn’t concerned.
The sound of the front door opening came from the entryway. As Mu Lan put down her bowl and stepped out of the kitchen, she saw Huo Tingxiao walk in, but his steps were unsteady.
A strong smell of alcohol hit her…
He Yan followed behind, worried. Seeing Mu Lan, he was relieved.
“Madam, Mr. Huo drank quite a lot today.”
Mu Lan frowned, looking at Huo Tingxiao.
“Why did you drink so much?”
Huo Tingxiao looked at her with the pitiful expression of a schoolboy who had done something wrong.
“I… didn’t drink that much.”
His breath was even heavier with alcohol as he spoke, yet he had the nerve to blatantly lie, claiming he hadn’t drunk much.
“Did you go to a social event?”
Mu Lan’s brows knitted tighter, and Huo Tingxiao grabbed her wrist.
“Lanlan…”
