A ray of sunlight in the morning shone on Zhou Muqing's body, he opened his eyes and moved a bit, his whole body ached.

This is the sequelae of drinking, and also the sequelae of rushing to He Sheng's house to fight early yesterday morning.

The woman rested on her stomach on the sofa in the living room of the suite. When she heard the movement, she immediately got up and walked to Zhou Muqing's side.

"Do you want a drink of water, or something to eat?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Zhou Muqing rubbed his head and looked at her.

"Wen Yuan?"

The woman smiled, "I have a good memory. I haven't seen her for so many years and can still call me by my name accurately."

Zhou Muqing didn't respond, he was thinking about Wen Yuan.

Wen Yuan is his college classmate and school belle. Almost all the boys in the class like her, except Zhou Muqing.

At that time, Jian Xiaoge was the only one he was thinking about, and it was this exception that attracted Wen Yuan.

Wen Yuan confessed to him, but he refused.

After that, Wen Yuan didn't show anything special, and she didn't get entangled, and after a while, she was with others.

He and Wen Yuan didn't meet much, and they had no contact after graduation.

In Zhou Muqing's heart, Wen Yuan might be that kind of pure, sensible and decent woman.

Although he doesn't like Wen Yuan, he can't deny her goodness as a woman.

Zhou Muqing was in a daze, Wen Yuan had already asked the hotel waiter to bring up the breakfast, she came over and called him after setting out the breakfast.

"You tidy up, get up and eat something."

Zhou Muqing got up in response, Wen Yuan took out a bathrobe from the closet and handed it to him.

"Go take a shower, the clothes are full of alcohol. I will ask my assistant to buy it for you, and it will be delivered in ten minutes."

Zhou Muqing took the bathrobe from Wen Yuan's hand, and did not refuse her arrangement.

When Assistant Wen Yuan delivered the clothes, there was a faint fragrance on the clothes.

Zhou Muqing changed his clothes, ate breakfast, and was curious about this matter.

"Why does this dress have a scent?"

Wen Yuan smiled, "I informed my assistant to buy it for you early in the morning, and told her to send it to be cleaned, and then scented with fragrance."

"Thanks."

Facing Wen Yuan's thoughtfulness, Zhou Muqing didn't know how to respond, so he could only thank him.

"You're welcome."

"I made it up on my own. I thought it would be refreshing if I smelled the fragrance. You must have a headache after drinking alcohol last night."

To be honest, Zhou Muqing really relaxed a lot when he smelled the smell on his clothes.

Then the headache didn't hurt as much.

While eating breakfast, Zhou Muqing asked Wen Yuan what happened last night.

"Last night, I met with a client. The client insisted on finding a place to drink, but I met you."

Wen Yuan didn't talk with the client for a long time, Zhou Muqing spent money to clear the venue, she was angry and wanted to find this rich man to question, but when she saw Zhou Muqing was getting drunk here, she stayed with him.

After Wen Yuan answered these things, he looked at Zhou Muqing.

There was still a lot of what she helped him put on the plate just now, and he hardly ate much.

"no appetite?"

Wen Yuan asked Zhou Muqing gently, but he didn't answer, and took a few bites with his chopsticks.

Compared to answering the question just now, eating is relatively simple.

If Wen Yuan asked him about getting drunk, Zhou Muqing couldn't explain it, and didn't want to explain it.

After Wen Yuan asked that question, Zhou Muqing really ate a little more breakfast, and she played a role.

She knew that Zhou Muqing was troubled by love, and for the sake of work, she shouldn't...