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The temperature of Jiang Muchi's whole body dropped sharply, and his knuckles holding the wine glass turned white with force.

He curled his lips coldly and stared at the intimate figures of the two people downstairs, as if he wanted to make a hole in their backs.

He raised his head and poured the red wine in the glass into his stomach.

"Brother Mu Qi, do you want to have a drink together? I brought this bottle of wine here specially."

Bai Xingchen walked barefoot on the carpet in the house, holding a bottle of red wine and a goblet in his hand.

Jiang Muqi didn't say anything, and silently handed over the wine glass.

The gloomy gaze penetrated the night sky and still fell on the two people outside the balcony on the second floor.

At this time, Gu Mo was surrounded by people blowing candles, while Si Fuqing stood aside and smiled softly.

Gu Mo put his hands together on his chin, closed his eyes and made a wish.

The moment he opened his eyes, his shining eyes stared straight at Si Fuqing with secret joy.

The people around him didn't know what they were joking about in Gu Mo's ear. Gu Mo's cheeks turned red, he glanced at Si Fuqing shyly, quickly looked away, and started cutting the cake with a blushing face.

Jiang Muchi felt a secret pain in his chest, which spread to his entire body.

His mind went blank, and he could only stare at the two people downstairs, wanting to rush down and tear the smile off the woman's face.

Or rush up to her and ask her loudly, why? She can fall in love with someone else in just a few days!

By the time he came to his senses, his head was dizzy and he had drunk several glasses of wine without realizing it.

It's strange that he has always had a good drinking capacity and would not get drunk so quickly.

Jiang Muqi swayed twice and turned his head sideways. The world was spinning in front of his eyes, and the chandelier above his head was reflected.

"Brother Mu Qi?"

Bai Xingchen hurriedly helped him steady, but his weak and boneless body secretly clung to his side.

Jiang Muqi followed the sound and looked over. There were countless faces in front of him, all of them looked like Si Fuqing, either angry or smiling.

His pupils were looking out of focus, not knowing where to focus his gaze for a moment.

"Brother Mu Qi, you are drunk."

Bai Xingchen clung to his shoulders shyly, lowered her head, and covered the cunning light in her eyes.

I found two people among the wildly cheering crowd and asked them to help send Jiang Muqi back to the bedroom.

Outside the terrace on the second floor, Gu Mo carefully held the cut first piece of cake and brought it to Si Fuqing.

He looks like a cute puppy wagging its tail to please its owner.

Everyone around started to boo, and all the ambiguous atmosphere at tonight's birthday party finally reached its climax.

Several top celebrities in the industry jokingly joked that they wanted to watch Gu Mo feed Si Fuqing cake with his own hands.

Si Fuqing shook his head and laughed. Just as he was about to take the cake from Gu Mo, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a black figure in his peripheral vision.

The figure was holding a can of something in his hand and was rushing towards Gu Mo. Si Fuqing's heartbeat quickened and she quickly pulled Gu Mo away and blocked him.

"Get out of the way!"

In a hurry, Si Fuqing only had time to shout at the guests present.

The pungent smell dissipated quickly, and Si Fuqing took Gu Mo to hide to one side.

Smelling this smell, she subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't the concentrated sulfuric acid she imagined. Her friends present today are all top-notch artists in the industry. If this person had thrown concentrated sulfuric acid, it would have been a big problem.

"Xiaoyuan, are you okay?"

Gu Mo's face turned pale, and he grabbed her wrist to look at her anxiously.

Just as Si Fuqing hid quickly, all the stuff splashed onto her right arm, and a small part of it splashed onto the hem of her skirt.

The sticky and thick feeling made her feel sick in her stomach.

The bright red color on the arm is paint.

Several male actors present quickly subdued the man in black, took off his peaked cap and mask, and forced him to reveal that the man was a fan of Gu Mo. He had sneaked into the hotel today just to cause trouble for Gu Mo's birthday party.

"Damn! Is this guy really perverted?"

"You come out to do something weird because your life is not what you want, right?"

Several actors spat at the man in black who was twisted into maggots on the ground, then took out their mobile phones and called the police.

Although there was no danger, a good birthday party was ruined.

"Xiaoyuan, I will accompany you to the hotel."

Gu Mo was still a little scared and his voice was trembling.

Si Fuqing rejected him and asked him to deal with the situation at the scene first and go to the hotel room to change clothes alone.

The hotel management staff rushed over after receiving the news.

Several waiters led her upstairs to her room.

The elevator went up to two floors. As soon as he entered the corridor, Si Fuqing saw a familiar figure - Bai Xingchen.

She looked panicked and looked like she had done something bad. She looked around furtively and entered the corner.

Isn't Bai Xingchen supposed to be celebrating his birthday right now? Why is he here?

Si Fuqing thought for a while and said to the people behind him: "I have something to deal with. Give me the key card. You can go first."

After saying that, she followed Bai Xingchen's pace.

Bai Xingchen stood at the door of a room. After not standing for long, the door inside opened and two men in suits walked out.

Si Fuqing, the two people, knew each other. Her family's company had business dealings with Jiang Muqi, and she always followed Jiang Muqi.

"Xiao Chen, Mr. Jiang has already put him on the bed, but I always feel something is wrong. Mr. Jiang doesn't look like he is drunk, but more like he has a fever. Do you need to ask a doctor to check on him?"

"How much did Mr. Jiang drink today? He usually doesn't get drunk after a thousand drinks, but he was able to get drunk today?"

Bai Xingchen smiled sarcastically, "You go downstairs to play first. Don't worry, I will take care of you here."

They also knew something about the relationship between Bai Xingchen and Jiang Muqi. The two of them looked at each other and bid farewell to Bai Xingchen with discernment.

Drunk? Fever?

Si Fuqing looked in through the half-open bedroom door. On the big white hotel bed, Jiang Muqi's face was red, his brows were furrowed in discomfort, and a hand was resting on his eyebrows.

The other hand pulled the tie somewhat roughly.

She had seen Jiang Muqi drunk before, but he was definitely not in this state.

It only took Si Fuqing half a second to figure it all out.

Is Bai Xingchen planning to cook the rice before he succeeds?

It really seems like something Bai Xingchen can do.

Si Fuqing quietly evacuated. After she was far away, she took out her mobile phone and sent messages to several media reporters she knew.

She was worried about how to get rid of her relationship with Jiang Muqi as soon as possible, so she could help Bai Xingchen.

The assists that come to your door are not wasted.

Si Fuqing slowly raised her lips and returned to her room.

She took off her sticky and pungent clothes and threw them directly into the trash can. After putting on her bathrobe, she went into the bathroom to take a shower.

About ten minutes later, Si Fuqing was taking a bath when she heard the sound of the door being opened outside, followed by footsteps approaching.

I guess it was Mi Ke who came to give her clothes, as he had left a door open for her when she just walked in.

There was a gurgling sound in the bathroom, and Si Fuqing shouted out the door with his head covered in foam, "Send my clothes directly into the bathroom for me."

With a "click", the bathroom door opened.

Si Fuqing endured the sting of the foam entering his eyes, turned his head and looked over, and was stunned in place for a moment.

This... why the hell is this Jiang Muchi?!