Chapter 724
You Are My Starlight
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724 After getting drunk
The next day, han mengjun could not remember anything after she woke up.
Han mengjun felt like she hadnât had such a good sleep in a long time. She didnât know if it was because she had spoken the truth, but she felt much more relaxed after venting her frustrations.
Other than the headache from The Hangover.
âIâll never drink again.â She rubbed her forehead in pain, feeling as if there was a set of stereo reverberating sounds in her head. It buzzed, buzzed, and was extremely uncomfortable.
âThump thump!â
There was a knock on the door. Ah BEN pushed the door open and stuck his head out. youâre awake? â
âYes.â Han mengjun replied in a hoarse voice.
Not only did she have a headache, but she also felt that her throat was on fire from time to time. It was extremely uncomfortable.
Ah BEN opened the door and walked in. He sat down by the bed and passed a glass of water to her.
âDrink some water first, your throat should be uncomfortable, right? Iâve made some tea for you to sober up. You can have two bowls of it later.â
Han mengjun rubbed her eyebrows and took a few sips. She finally felt that her throat was no longer smoking.
âDid I drink a lot yesterday?â Han mengjun asked.
Ah Benâs eyes widened, he nodded and said,âyou still have the nerve to ask?â It wasnât a lot, it was a lot! Mengjun, do you still remember what you did last night?â
âLast night?â
Han mengjun was stunned. She felt that the sound inside was getting louder, like someone was beating a drum.
She tilted her head and held it, trying hard to recall.
He seemed to remember some things, but he could not remember everything.
She remembered that she had met Guo Ziyan when she came out of the bathroom. He had given her a room card and asked her to go over to play with him that night.
Just as she was about to take off her high heels and blow his head off, Dongdong came.
He held her hand tightly, and the warmth passed from his palm to her hand, and then from her hand to his heart.
She was so uneasy and afraid, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, but at that moment, she felt like she had been bathed in a spring breeze, warm and comfortable.
As for what happened after that, Yingying didnât remember too clearly.
It was hazy. He had some memories, but he could not remember them clearly.
âYou donât remember?â Ah BEN gestured with his orchid fingers and revealed a look of disbelief. His fingers almost scratched her head as he said, â my dear, youâve done so many terrifying things and you donât remember them all? â
Everything could be forgotten, but could this kind of thing be forgotten?
Ben had been making a big fuss all along, so han mengjun did not take his words to heart.
âI only remember going to the bathroom. I also remember that Mr. Huo came to pick me up, but Iâm not sure what happened after that. What did I do?â Han mengjun asked curiously.
She shouldnât have done anything too outrageous, right?
âOh my God.â Ah BEN couldnât help but let out a moan and said, â yesterday, you yelled at young master Huo and even hit him a few times. How can you not remember anything? â
Although he was far away and could not hear what she said, he could clearly remember her agitated expression at that time.
He was scared out of his wits back then!
âReally?â Han mengjunâs eyes widened. She seemed to have recalled shouting at Dongdong, but she could not remember what she had said.
His brain seemed to have turned into mush in an instant. It was so uncomfortable that it didnât listen to his command at all.
mengjun, your expression is too ferocious and terrifying. I donât even dare to get close to you. Ah BEN exclaimed exaggeratedly, â Iâve never seen such an excited expression on your face.
He patted his chest and heaved a sigh of relief. it was only after you fell asleep and young master Huo carried you out that I dared to approach you.
Han mengjun covered her face in pain.
whatâs the use of covering my face now?! Ah BEN rolled his eyes speechlessly. He leaned over and asked in a low voice,âThink about it. What did you say to young master Huo last night? Why are you so excited? Do you still remember?â
It definitely wasnât a small matter, but ah BEN was extremely distressed. What exactly was it? would it affect their relationship?
Han mengjun was stunned. Some blurry images quickly appeared in her mind.
Her expression instantly turned ugly. She had thought that those images were a dream. It was actually true?
Oh my God, if it was really Jian Jia, han mengjun would cover her face and feel that it was burning.
How could she still face Dongdong?
She really wanted to give herself two punches. Why was this personâs alcohol tolerance so bad?
âWhereâs my phone?â Han mengjun asked urgently. She had to make a call and ask.
It was so unclear, and she was extremely sad.
âIâll get it for you.â Ah BEN got up and went to the dressing table opposite to take the phone. He turned around and walked back to pass it to han mengjun.
Han mengjun took the phone and saw a text message as soon as she opened it.
It was a text message from Dongdong.
[ you should rest well. Donât drink so much alcohol in the future. Itâs bad for your body. ]
Ben went over to take a look and complained, â young master Huo has such a good temper. You beat him up last night, but he didnât seem to be angry with you.
Han mengjun pushed him aside and read the message back and forth in silence. After a while, she replied.
[ Iâm sorry for causing you trouble yesterday. [ I might have said some strange things when I was drunk. I hope you donât take it to heart. ]
How would he answer? Were the images in his memory real?
She was extremely uneasy, worried that the images in her mind would become reality.
However, Dongdong didnât reply even after a long time.
Ah BEN asked,âhow is it, mengjun? did you manage to get anything out of her?â
She didnât dare to ask directly.
Han mengjun shook her head. Dongdong had not replied to her message yet.
She looked conflicted and a little nervous. She couldnât help but moan in her heart. God, what did she do?
Suddenly, a text message notification rang.
Han mengjun looked down at her phone excitedly. It was a message from Dongdong.
[ no, you didnât say anything. ]
It was a simple sentence, but it did not answer han mengjunâs question.
She believed that she had said something, but she couldnât get anything out of Dongdong, so it became a mystery and she never had the chance to figure it out again.
âI really donât know what this brain is for.â Han mengjun hit her head in frustration.
It was just one night, how could he have forgotten?
Looking at her expression, ah BEN understood that he probably could not get anything out of her.
He helplessly sighed and shook his head.
âMy dear, I think youâd better not drink anymore. Otherwise, youâll do many terrible things when youâre drunk. Fortunately, young master Huo didnât mind Hanhan this time.â
Han mengjun looked at him sadly. Did she want to drink it?
You canât help yourself, understand?