She Lost Memory Before the Divorce-Chapter 229 - A Drunk Man Is Really Annoying
Chapter 229: Chapter 229: A Drunk Man Is Really Annoying
Chapter 229: Chapter 229: A Drunk Man Is Really Annoying
Mu Lan was stunned, feeling the warmth of Huo Tingxiao’s palm passing through her wrist and that deep voice carrying a hint of… coquetry? Was it coquetry? She wasn’t sure… the tone.
Looking up, she saw Huo Tingxiao gazing at her intently, and He Yan decided it was best for him to leave the situation.
“Madam, I’ll leave Mr. Huo to you.”
“I…”
What answered her was the sound of the door opening and then closing.
“Are you angry?”
Huo Tingxiao started tentatively.
Releasing another wave of alcohol fumes, Mu Lan looked at him helplessly.
“No.”
Huo Tingxiao grabbed her hand, his grip growing firmer.
“I won’t drink again.”
His voice softened even more, sounding like he was trying to ingratiate himself with her.
Mu Lan frowned, unable to handle him this way.
“Huo Tingxiao, you really don’t have to grovel like this with me, what’s the point?”
Trying to withdraw her hand, but Huo Tingxiao’s grip was so tight, she couldn’t break free.
“I know you’re angry, I really won’t do this again. I just felt bad today, so I drank a little more, but I didn’t drink too much, really.”
Mu Lan watched as he insisted earnestly with his eyes fixed on her, claiming he hadn’t drunk too much.
“People who are drunk always say they haven’t drunk too much. Huo Tingxiao, go upstairs and rest, it’s really late.”
As she spoke, Mu Lan was about to turn and leave, but Huo Tingxiao suddenly embraced her from behind.
His embrace was hot and burning, making Mu Lan uncomfortable. She instinctively tried to break free, but Huo Tingxiao held on even tighter, as if afraid she would fly away.
“Let me lean on you for a while, my stomach is a bit upset.”
Feeling the hot breath from Huo Tingxiao at the nape of her neck, Mu Lan felt helpless.
What was he doing? Acting like a spoiled brat with her?
“You should feel uncomfortable, it’ll teach you a lesson.”
Listening to her firm tone, Huo Tingxiao didn’t feel bad but instead chuckled merrily.
“Yeah, my wife is right.”
That coquettish tone again, and it made Mu Lan’s skin crawl.
“Who’s your wife? Let go, don’t use drunkenness as an excuse to behave poorly.”
She stood her ground, and to her surprise, Huo Tingxiao abruptly released her, causing Mu Lan to stumble forward.
Turning around angrily, she saw Huo Tingxiao reaching out with his hand, hesitating in midair as if unsure whether to pull her back.
“What are you doing?”
“I… You told me to let go.”
Huo Tingxiao looked aggrieved, and Mu Lan felt he was deliberately acting crazy drunk to annoy her.
“I see you just want to make me unhappy, coming back in the middle of the night drunk, and now playing the fool with me here.”
Huo Tingxiao looked at Mu Lan with puppy dog eyes, wanting to get close but not daring to, making her feel absurdly like she was the guilty one when it was clearly his fault.
Taking a staggered step forward, he lightly hooked two of Mu Lan’s fingers.
“I was wrong, don’t be angry, please don’t hold a grudge against me, okay?”
Mu Lan felt a shiver down her spine, cursing herself for being weak—he only had to say a few soft words, and she was already starting to relent.
“Can you walk by yourself?”
“Hmm?”
He looked at Mu Lan blankly, obviously not understanding the meaning behind her words.
“Go sit at the dining table.”
As she spoke, Mu Lan retracted her hand and walked toward the kitchen.
Huo Tingxiao obediently went to the dining table and sat down squarely, not daring to move at all.
Mu Lan brought out some soup and couldn’t help but smile wryly at his behavior.
“Drink some soup to sober up so you won’t keep pestering me.”
Seeing the bowl of soup, Huo Tingxiao suddenly smiled brightly, like a child who had received candy.
“Wife, you’re so good.”
“Drink your soup.”
Mu Lan frowned, slightly annoyed, he completely changed after drinking, becoming clingy and annoying, childish to the extreme.
Could it be that this man had a split personality?
Huo Tingxiao picked up the bowl, drained it in one gulp, and set it down on the table, looking at Mu Lan with blinking eyes.
“I’ve finished drinking.”
His face seemed to be crying out for a few big words—Come on, praise me already.
She had ways to deal with him when he was being unpleasant, but Mu Lan was really at a loss when this usually reticent and icy man suddenly acted like this.
“Now that you’re done, go take a shower and sleep.”
Mu Lan took the bowl to the kitchen. Just as she was about to turn on the tap to wash it, Huo Tingxiao followed her in, his tall figure swaying slightly. He took the bowl from her hands, washed it, and put it aside.
Then, he raised his head and stared at her straight-on, the words on his face becoming even more pronounced.
Mu Lan had a headache; he really was clingy when he drank too much.
“Go upstairs.”
Huo Tingxiao looked disappointed, his eyelids drooping as he leaned against the edge of the sink, unmoving.
“What’s wrong?”
Thinking he might feel unwell, Mu Lan asked.
Huo Tingxiao said sulkily,
“You’re mad and won’t praise me.”
“…”
Mu Lan was speechless. What had he done that was so great it warranted praise from her?
Praise him for reeking of alcohol, or for his endless pestering that left her at her wits’ end?
“Praise you for what?”
“You told me to let go, and I did despite the discomfort. You told me to drink the soup, and I finished it all in one go.”
Huo Tingxiao really had the nerve to boast, which almost made Mu Lan laugh in exasperation.
“Huo Tingxiao, if you weren’t staggering around, I’d seriously think you’re playing dumb to fool me. Hurry upstairs and sleep.”
Mu Lan didn’t want to keep arguing with a drunkard, so she pulled Huo Tingxiao towards the door.
“I’m not playing dumb or acting silly. Mu Lan, how many times do I have to tell you, I’m not drunk, truly not drunk.”
Great, here we go again. Mu Lan had no intention of bickering with him.
“Alright, alright, you’re not drunk.”
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Huo Tingxiao felt she was dismissing him. But her little hand, gripping his, was so soft and tender it made his heart race and his mind wander as if he were walking on clouds, and he found himself unwittingly following Mu Lan.
“Wife, I’ll listen to you from now on, so don’t be mad.”
Mu Lan sighed heavily. He could call her whatever he wanted; there was no point in getting angry with a drunkard.
“Okay, I’m not mad.”
Huo Tingxiao smiled triumphantly.
“You’ve agreed to let me call you wife.”
“…”
Mu Lan frowned. Was this man genuinely drunk or just pretending?
He looked like a complete drunkard, yet why was he still so adept at pinpointing the essential?
“Go to your room and sleep nicely.”
“Then praise me.”
“Huo Tingxiao, enough is enough.”
“Just one compliment…”
Huo Tingxiao’s pitiful tone infuriated Mu Lan. She flung open the bedroom door and shoved him roughly inside.
“Huo Tingxiao, don’t push me to the edge.”
Huo Tingxiao stumbled, almost falling, which startled Mu Lan. She quickly stepped forward, but before she could do anything, Huo Tingxiao suddenly pulled her into his arms.
Resting his head in the crook of her neck, he repeated like a broken record,
“Wife, wife…”
Mu Lan tried pushing him away, but he was immovable, like a mountain.
“Huo Tingxiao, let go of me, stop this drunken nonsense.”
“Then praise me, and I’ll let go…”
Going around in circles, back to square one.
“Fine, I’ll praise you, you did great. Are you satisfied now?”
Huo Tingxiao looked up, his dark eyes quietly fixed on her, full of anticipation and solemnity as he asked,
“Wife, may I kiss you?”
