Chapter 115: Holy Sh*t, He Was So Blind!

Luo Chenxi seemed to have been bothered in her sleep, she turned her head to the side and avoided the man’s touch.

Mu Yichen stared at her face as she pursed her lips, his gazed deepened as he gradually lowered his head and reached out for her pink lips.

“Mmph…”

Luo Chenxi frowned ever so slightly, but remained asleep.

After what seemed like forever, Mu Yichen finally parted from her.

He picked up the woman in a princess carry pose and walked out of the private room.

Outside of the Secret Clubhouse, Zhuo Feng had already been waiting in the sports car.

When he saw Mu Yichen come out with Luo Chenxi in his arms, he cried out in surprise, “Chair… chairman, why is the Young Madam… here?”

Mu Yichen swept a cold glance at him and ordered with a low voice, “Quiet!”

Zhuo Feng quickly swallowed the questions he was about to ask.

He scrambled to open the door for Mu Yichen, then returned to the driver’s seat and started driving.

However, he kept on looking at the back mirror to steal glances at the backseat.

Mu Yichen held the woman in his arms ever so carefully so she could comfortably rest her head on his neck. He supported her waist with one hand and used the other to brush her messy hair to the back of her ear.

His movements were unusually gentle, as if he was afraid of disturbing her.

Zhuo Feng’s eyes almost popped out from the shock as he witnessed this scene.

Young Master Mu usually did not pay any heed to women at all, when had there ever been a time where he was so delicate?

Moreover, Mu Yichen clothes were not properly put on. His coat was gone, and his belt was nowhere to be seen, it even seemed like he did not have the time to properly button up his shirt…

What exactly did he do with the Young Madam in Secret Clubhouse?

If Zhuo Feng remembered correctly, every private room in Secret had a surveillance camera!

Upon arriving at the Mu Family’s villa, Mu Yichen got off the car with Luo Chenxi in his arms, then he carried her upstairs and settled her down on the bed in the master bedroom.

At this moment, Luo Chenxi seemed to have woken up a little. She could not open her eyes, but she squirmed her body around in an attempt to sit upright.

Mu Yichen pressed onto her shoulder. “Stop fussing around, go to sleep!”

“I don’t want to, I haven’t finished my drawings…” she vaguely mumbled.

The designs again!

Mu Yichen’s face darkened as he threatened her, “If you still refuse to sleep, I’m going to start making new little brothers and sisters for Tang Tang…”

Beneath the man’s palms, her slender shoulder seemed to tremble slightly.

In the next second, the woman went silent, she kept her eyes closed and obediently lay flat on the bed.

Mu Yichen’s face darkened even further.

‘Why is she reacting to my words so quickly? Is she really asleep, or is she just pretending?’

He too lay down on the bed as he smoothly pulled the soft and tender body into his arms.

…

In the dark night, some might be embracing their loved ones in their arms, while some others might not be so lucky.

In the Porsche, Bai Shixun, with a pale and gloomy face, looked at the woman leaning against his shoulder without moving an inch.

“I’m going to ask you one last time, do you actually remember where your house is?”

Fang Ziqian snorted a couple of times. “My house… is…”

“Where exactly is it?”

“It’s… right across the road…”

Bai Shixun turned to look across the road, he only saw a row of six trash cans.

He almost spurted blood. “Your house is a row of trash cans? Well, that kind of makes sense, with your entire body reeking of alcohol, you might as well be someone who got picked up from a trash can!”

“Hurry up and tell me clearly, where exactly do you live?”

However, Fang Ziqian had been completely wasted to the brim, Bai Shixun asked the same question over and over again for the entire night and did not get a viable response.

He absolutely felt like tossing her out of the car right on the spot.

He deeply regretted dragging himself into this mess.

As time rewinded back to two hours ago…

After Bai Shixun and Bo Tingyuan carried Fang Ziqian out of the private room, Bo Tingyuan pushed the woman into Bai Shixun’s arms.

“Alright, our mission is complete, so we’ll take our leave. Your subordinate, your task. Send your own people back home by yourself.”

Bai Shixun got stunned. “My people? What do you mean ‘my people’? Aren’t you mistaken? There’s no way I will get on with a friend of Luo Chenxi’s. They’re all gold diggers that I can’t get rid of!”

He Jinsi could not help but turn around. He looked at Bai Shixun as if he was looking at an idiot.

“Did you forget what the waiter just said so quickly?”

Bai Shixun went deep in thoughts for a long time before he reacted. He immediately cried out in shock, “What? Don’t tell me, this woman is Fang Ziqian?”

Bo Tingyuan sneered, “You don’t even recognize your own secretary?”

“But… but… how is this possible?” Bai Shixun was tongue-tied.

Fang Ziqian was supposed to be a dull, old virgin hag with a boring temperament. Day by day, she wore her hair in a neat bun, put on a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and wore old-fashioned makeup.

Her outfit would always be black and gray in color. Her skirt always covered her knees, and one could never see any curves from her body with the blouses she always wore…

Just one look at her was enough to turn a man’s stomach.

However, this woman before him had a palm-sized face as fair as porcelain and a pair of charming eyes. Her long, wavy hair added a fair bit of points to her overall charm.

Coupled with her curvaceous figure wrapped in that mermaid skirt…

This woman was secretary Fang?

Holy sh*t, he was so blind!