The next morning, Song Liyuan woke up in a daze on the bed, her mind was buzzing, she couldn't remember what happened last night, she just felt dry mouth and wanted to drink water.

With messy hair, she opened the room door, and saw Mu Hanxuan sitting on the blanket drinking hot milk, Song Liyuan squinted at Mu Hanxuan and closed the room door.

Mu Hanxuan looked at Song Liyuan's operations in a daze: "What the hell?"

Then Song Liyuan opened the door again, looked at Mu Hanxuan, and said with surprise, "Mu Hanxuan! Why are you here?"

"What do you mean why am I here? This is my home, big sister?" Mu Hanxuan scratched his head and looked at Song Liyuan helplessly and said.

"What? This is your house? Why am I here at your house?" Song Liyuan walked to Mu Hanxuan's side in embarrassment.

"You came over to me with a big bag of beer in the middle of the night to get drunk, did you forget?" Mu Hanxuan moved his seat to Song Liyuan.

"I guess I am." Song Liyuan still had some memories before she was drunk.

"Mr. Song, this is hangover soup, you can drink it." Xiao Yi came over with hangover soup.

"Ah, thank you, sorry to bother you." Song Liyuan scratched her head and took the hangover soup.

"It's okay, but Mr. Song still needs to pay attention to his body next time, don't drink so much alcohol." Xiao Yi said to Song Liyuan with a smile while holding the tray.

"Okay, I got it, I won't do it next time." Song Liyuan smiled awkwardly.

"It turns out that Teacher Song will be embarrassed too." Mu Hanxuan ruthlessly laughed at Song Liyuan.

"Okay, that's enough for you, shut up." Song Liyuan glared at Mu Hanxuan.

Xiao Yi smiled happily and returned to the kitchen to continue cooking breakfast.

"Okay, I'm going to work later, you stay and have breakfast before leaving." Mu Hanxuan got up and prepared to pack his things and go to work.

"Wait for me, I won't eat Xiaoyi's breakfast, I'll go home and wash up, and then I have to go to work." Song Liyuan took the bowl into the kitchen and gave it to Xiaoyi.

"Ah? Teacher Song, don't you want to eat it? But I've already cooked it." Xiao Yi looked at the noodles and Song Liyuan in the pot with regret.

"Sorry, I will have a chance to eat it next time." Song Liyuan smiled.

"Mu Hanxuan, are you alright?" Xu Ai opened the door and came in to urge Mu Hanxuan.

"Okay sister, Song Liyuan is gone." Mu Hanxuan put on the scarf, and threw a scarf to Song Liyuan.

"Hello, what is this for? Didn't I wear a scarf last night?" Before Song Liyuan could say hello to Xu Ai, her face was covered in the scarf thrown by Mu Hanxuan.

"You stained your scarf last night. Use mine first. Don't dislike it. It's new. This is my manager Xu Ai, this is my former enemy Song Liyuan." Mu Hanxuan put on his shoes introducing.

"Hello, my name is Song Liyuan." Song Liyuan stretched out her hand.

"Hello, my name is Xu Ai, and they all call me Sister Ai." Xu Ai smiled and shook hands with Song Liyuan.

"Alright, alright, it's time to go." Mu Hanxuan left with the two of them.

Xiao Yi was having fun in the kitchen: "I'm sure I'll be able to see Teacher Song when I come back so early, the real person is more beautiful than the photo."

Xu Ai and Mu Hanxuan were talking about the upcoming filming, while Song Liyuan followed behind.

"How did Miss Song go back?" Xu Ai went to the car and glanced at Song Liyuan.

"Ah? I'll just go back by myself, so I don't need to bother you." Song Liyuan bowed and said.

"Okay, then you pay attention to safety." Mu Hanxuan got into the car, just as he closed the door, he opened it again and got out.

"Huh?" Song Liyuan looked at Mu Hanxuan.

"Go after it if you like it. There is nothing that can stop you, Mr. Song, from moving forward. Only after you try it will you know if you will regret it." Mu Hanxuan looked at Song Liyuan seriously and said.

"Huh? What is this person talking about?" Before Song Liyuan could react, Mu Hanxuan had already gotten into the car and left.

After Mu Hanxuan's car left, Song Liyuan pulled up the scarf a little, the snow had stopped, the umbrella was hanging on her arm, and she walked slowly on the road with her hands in her pockets.

Seeing the young couple cuddling each other and walking on the road, Song Liyuan smiled. The memory of last night has slowly emerged in her mind. If I like it, I will chase after it. Nothing can stop my pace.

"Song Liyuan! Why did you go last night? You just came back now?" Qin Yaran angrily scolded Song Liyuan who just came back.

"Didn't Mu Hanxuan tell you secretly? This brat didn't betray me." Song Liyuan touched her chin and said.

"Huh? You went to find Mu Hanxuan? You went to drink again! Why do you keep drinking?" Qin Yaran could smell the alcohol on Song Liyuan's body.

"Well, it's warm enough to drink in such a cold day. I haven't cooked breakfast yet. I'm hungry." Song Liyuan wanted to lean on Qin Yaran's body, but Qin Yaran pushed Song Liyuan away.

"Hurry up and take a bath for me, breakfast is cooking." Qin Yaran looked at Song Liyuan with disgust and said.

"Ah~ baby, why do you dislike me so much, okay, I'm going to take a shower, looking forward to today's breakfast." Song Liyuan made a grimace at Qin Yaran.

"Oh." Qin Yaran sighed and shook her head.

"Yaran, you like Zhuo Yichen, right?" Song Liyuan poked her head out to ask Qin Yaran when she returned to the room.

Qin Yaran was stunned for a moment, and said in a panic: "Song Liyuan! What nonsense are you talking about! Go take a bath!"

Seeing Qin Yaran's reaction, Song Liyuan laughed, as long as Qin Yaran doesn't like Qiao Ruofeng.

When Song Liyuan packed her clothes and was about to take a shower, she sent Qiao Ruofeng a WeChat message, "There is a movie coming out tonight. It is said to be very good. Let's go watch it together."

After sending the text message, I hummed a little tune and went to take a shower.

When Qiao Ruofeng was arranging his tie, the phone on the table vibrated. He picked it up and saw that it was a message from Song Liyuan. Thinking of what Song Liyuan said to him that day, Qiao Ruofeng didn't know how to reply for a while, so he put it down. It's in the pocket.

When I was going out, I picked it up again and said "Okay."

It's time to make it clear, Qiao Ruofeng thought to himself.

"What? Brother Yichen, are you going on a business trip to Paris tomorrow? And for a week?" Qiao Ruoyin thought she had heard wrong, so she asked Zhuo Yichen again.

"Father! Are you going on a business trip to Paris? Why did it take you so long!" Zhuo Ziyang ran downstairs.

"Well, one week, starting tomorrow." Zhuo Yichen tapped Erlang's leg and looked at the magazine in his hand.

"Have you packed your clothes? It's colder in Paris than here, so bring two more thick clothes, scarves and gloves." Qiao Ruoyin kept thinking.

"Then I won't be able to see Dad for a week, I want to go too." Zhuo Ziyang said lying on Zhuo Yichen's lap.

"Everything is packed." Zhuo Yichen glanced at Qiao Ruoyin.

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