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Chapter 177 Mu Qinghe's Decision

"That foxy look of hers is actually quite alluring and makes one want to conquer her."

Everyone present looked at the man with teasing expressions; his beauty seemed to blur the lines between male and female, a beauty that was breathtaking.

He's such an enchanting man.

This thought popped into everyone's mind, and even the young masters with normal tastes couldn't help but feel their throats churning when they looked at him.

Mu Qinghe lowered her eyes, her long, thick eyelashes trembling slightly, concealing the emotions rising in her eyes, giving her a beautiful yet fragile appearance.

Mr. Wu was overjoyed, and feeling a little hot, he tugged at his collar, his eyes fixed intently on him.

"How about we switch to another one? If you finish all this wine, I'll give you 20 yuan, how about it?"

Mu Qinghe looked at the row of wines on the table, which seemed to exude a deadly allure under the lamplight. He gritted his teeth and said softly,

"Okay, I'll drink it."

"Hahaha, that's more like it. Drink it." Boss Wu looked at Mu Qinghe with a wicked smile, his eyes filled with intense desire.

He's played with countless people, but he's never played with anything this amazing.

Mu Qinghe picked up the first wine glass on the table, drank it down in one gulp, and then picked up another glass...

By the time he had drunk the fifth cup, his body had started to sway slightly, and his eyes were somewhat glazed over.

"What, there are still 15 glasses left. Can you still drink?" Mr. Wu looked at him, licked his lips, and took a sip of wine to cover up his embarrassment.

"Yes!" Mu Qinghe leaned on the table, drank a few more glasses, and swayed even more violently before sitting down on the sofa next to her.

Mr. Wu gave a signal, and the people around dispersed.

Taking the opportunity, Mr. Wu sat down next to him. "Qinghe, have you had too much to drink? There are still almost ten cups left. Get up and drink them..."

Mu Qinghe tried to stand up, but her legs felt incredibly weak, and her body fell uncontrollably against him.

This made Mr. Wu extremely happy.

This little devil has finally delivered herself to my doorstep.

He caught Mu Qinghe as she fell, a lewd smile on his face. He watched as a blush crept onto her delicate features, an irresistible allure, and his hand unconsciously reached out to touch her…

Mu Qinghe felt something was wrong with her body and instantly became a little more awake. She struggled and said, "President Wu, please don't do this. I can still drink."

Mr. Wu sensed his strong resistance and became angry, slapping him across the face. "Mu Qinghe, don't push your luck! What are you pretending to be so high and mighty for? While I still have some interest in you, don't be ungrateful. Do you still want that money or not?"

Mu Qinghe, who had been walking unsteadily, was thrown to the ground by the slap. He stared silently at the ground, two voices constantly alternating in his mind.

"You can't agree to that. If you do, your life will be ruined. Even if Grandma comes back, she won't be happy."

“That’s your dearest grandma. If you can’t get the money today, you’ll have to be kicked out of the hospital.”

"I heard that Mr. Wu is a pervert who really enjoys this kind of thing. If you have a first time, you'll be played with countless times until he finds the next one, or you'll die. Are you really sure about this?"

"This is your only chance. If you lose it, you'll lose Grandma forever. Can you bear that?"

"No, no, no, if you really agree, you will die. You will wait until Grandma is cured before leaving this world. Do you think this is the result Grandma wants?"

Mu Qinghe's eyes were bloodshot, filled with struggle and pain. He even hated himself for not coming out to help her sooner, instead of studying this book. What good would it do if he passed the exam? What good would it do if he became successful in the future? Would his grandmother wait for him?

"Mu Qinghe? Something happened to Mu Qinghe?"

Lin Xi glanced around, her gaze settling on the person diagonally opposite her, and her face instantly turned cold.

Song Beishu sensed it immediately and quickly asked with concern, "What's wrong, Sister Xi? Did you not have fun today?"

Song Beichuan also looked over with a worried expression.

Lin Xi slowly got up, her tone devoid of any emotion, "It's nothing, go deal with that scumbag."

"I'm going too, and I'll bring my sister Xi with me!" Song Beishu perked up instantly.

“I’ll go too. It’s not safe for you to go alone. This place is quite dangerous,” Song Beichuan said, stepping forward with concern.

The others looked at each other, not daring to utter a sound.

Should they go?

"Evening Goddess, I'll protect you too?"

Subsequently, a number of people also stepped forward.

"I also."

"I also need to go."

Lin Xi looked at the large group of people standing there, attracting the attention of everyone around her. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought it was some kind of organization!

"No need, the two of them are enough for me. You guys play first." After saying that, Lin Xi left them and walked straight towards Mu Qinghe.

Looking at the silent Mu Qinghe, President Wu raised a smug look and said, "You guys, bring him over here. I don't believe I can't handle you after you've drunk so much."

"Alright, Mr. Wu." Several young men laughed and pulled him up from the ground.

A bitter smile appeared on Mu Qinghe's lips.

Yes, he never had any choice.

Mu Qinghe stopped struggling and was quickly taken to President Wu's side.

Mr. Wu looked at the slightly swollen left side of his face and said with feigned concern, "Why don't you just listen to me? If you serve me well, you'll have everything you want. Why are you so stubborn?"

Mu Qinghe did not react; her eyes were unfocused and utterly empty.

Just as Mr. Wu was excitedly preparing to get started...

"stop."

While he was distracted, Lin Xi quickly stepped forward, brought Mu Qinghe back, and handed her over to the two brothers.

Mr. Wu felt the beauty in his hand disappear, and his face instantly turned furious. "Who are you? How dare you ruin my plans?"

Lin Xi took two steps forward before Song Beichuan and Song Beishu's figures were fully revealed.

"Young Master Song...?"

Song Beichuan stepped forward, his expression slightly cold. "Who are you?"

"I'm Xiao Wu, the one who was just about to discuss cooperation with your company," Mr. Wu said, his expression instantly changing to one full of smiles.

"You're... trying to mess with my brother?"

"No, no, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

"Then we'll take this person with us."

"Alright, alright, then our cooperation..." President Wu looked at Mu Qinghe with some reluctance, but he still held back and looked at Song Beichuan with a flattering expression.

"Cooperate? You actually want to cooperate? I haven't even settled the score with you for what happened today!" Song Beishu exploded in anger at his shameless face.

"Not cooperating?" Mr. Wu narrowed his eyes, glanced at the two of them, and said disdainfully, "Don't think that just because I call you Young Master Song, I'm afraid of you. Don't you know how long I, Mr. Wu, have been in this business? If it weren't for the cooperation, would I be so polite? Either you leave on your own, and I'll pretend nothing happened, but you definitely can't take this person with you."