My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day - Chapter 446: 446, The Only Drunkenness

Chapter 446: 446, The Only Drunkenness

Upon arriving at the club and mentioning Mo Weiyi’s name, Su Wenwen felt a sense of relief when she heard private room and not the main hall.

Thank goodness, she hasn’t completely lost her mind.

However, as soon as she pushed open the door and entered the private room, she was hit by a strong smell of alcohol accompanied by blaring electronic music.

As for Mo Weiyi, she was slouched on the sofa, still nursing a bottle of red wine….

Su Wenwen, with a slight frown, rushed over, snatching the bottle from her hand, “Stop drinking!”

The table was littered with open wine bottles, some were half-empty, some only had a sip taken, every single one of them expensive, top-of-the-line.

What a complete waste!

Su Wenwen, out of habit, started to feel a pinch in her heart.

“Wenwen, you’re here…*hic*…” Mo Weiyi giggled like a drunk, quickly grabbing another bottle, “Have a drink…drink with me…”

“You’re drunk!”

Though Su Wenwen knew that by her own standards, Mo Weiyi hadn’t drunk much, but she barely held her liquor and it was clear that she was already intoxicated.

“I’m not drunk…*hic*…”

All alcoholics claim they are not drunk.

Su Wenwen once again took the bottle from her hand, “Tell me. What has upset you this time?”

Upon hearing that, Mo Weiyi fell silent.

Lowering her head, she looked crestfallen.

Su Wenwen looked at her, puzzled.

“Wah…” Mo Weiyi suddenly looked up, started blubbering like a child, “Xiaobai… Xiaobai, he… *hic*”

“I knew it had to be him! How did he upset you this time?” Su Wenwen rolled her eyes provocatively.

She felt like she had been transported back to two years ago. Back then, she hadn’t left the country yet and Mo Weiyi was pretty much like she was now, throwing tantrums on a regular basis, often drinking away her sorrows.

The reason was always Xiao Yebai either ignoring her or telling her that he didn’t like her and didn’t want to be with her.

That man always found the most damaging way to hurt her, but even that didn’t stop Mo Weiyi from stubbornly loving him.

Su Wenwen couldn’t help but sigh.

She had thought that since they’d been married for two years now, Mo Weiyi would have finally thawed that man’s icy exterior, but she was wrong…

“Wuwuwuwu… Wenwen, I feel terrible, Xiaobai… Xiaobai he… *hic*…” Mo Weiyi’s words were disjointed and incoherent, until…”Tian Ye…”

“Tian Ye? Does he really have an affair with Tian Ye?” Su Wenwen’s eyes widened in shock, that scumbag!

“Xiaobai and her… it hurts… why is my head hurting so much… *hic*…” Mo Weiyi began to cry again, clutching her head and groaning in pain.

“That’s because you drank too much.” Su Wenwen said, while gathering Mo Weiyi’s belongings, and then asked her, “Did you settle the bill?”

Mo Weiyi rubbed her temples, “Xiaobai… Xiaobai, he…”

Su Wanwan rolled her eyes, quickly hit the service bell.

Soon, a waiter walked in, “Miss.”

“How much is it in total?”

He looked at his tablet and promptly spit out a number, “One hundred and eight thousand six hundred.”

“…” Even though she was prepared, Su Wanwan was still taken aback by the amount, “One million?”

Is it that expensive?

The waiter smiled, “Miss Mo ordered the top-shelf wines, the bottle of champagne alone was ten thousand, the bottle of red wine was eight thousand, and this one’s seven thousand five hundred…”

“Okay, okay.” Su Wanwan gave up on the protests. She looked over at Mo Weiyi, “Where is your card?”

Mo Weiyi frowned deeply, “*hic*…Wanwan, Xiaobai scolded me…”

Su Wanwan: “…”

She put her backpack down again, took out Mo Weiyi’s wallet, finally found her bank card and handed it to the waiter. He swiped it and then awkwardly said, “I’m sorry, but the balance is insufficient.”

Su Wanwan: “…”

“No problem.” The waiter said with a smile, “Since it’s Miss Mo, we can put it on your tab.”

Su Wanwan rolled her eyes, “Why didn’t you say so earlier?”

The waiter sheepishly smiled and left.

Su Wanwan reorganized their stuff and prepared to leave, dragging Mo Weiyi along.

Mo Weiyi was over 5 feet, but she barely weighed around a hundred pounds. To Su Wanwan, carrying her was a piece of cake, save for her immediate protests.

“I don’t want to go home…I don’t want to go home…Wanwan, I don’t want to go home! Ah… I really don’t!”

How could this girl protest so fiercely while drunk? Although Su Wanwan considered herself strong, she struggled to deal with the drunk girl’s strength. Soon enough, she was out of breath and nursing a terrible headache, her patience wore thin.

“Then where do you want to go! If you don’t say, I’ll throw you out into the street!”

Mo Weiyi pursed her lips and looked at her pitifully, “Wanwan, I feel bad…Wanwan…”

Her face was flushed red from the alcohol, her eyes welled up with tears, her hair disheveled, whimpering softly, her voice was softly delicate…

Catching sight of Mo Weiyi in this state, Su Wanwan’s heart softened instantly.

“I really can’t handle you!”

She hoisted Mo Weiyi up again, “Fine, we won’t go home.”

“Mmm.” Mo Weiyi obediently got up and let Su Wanwan drag her away.

Su Wanwan wondered, if they didn’t go home, where should she take her?

Back to the dormitory? Her bed was rather small, and Mo Weiyi reeked of alcohol. The dorm admin knew her, bringing her back would raise a series of unnecessary questions.

But bringing her to a hotel? Without anyone to take care of her, this picky girl was uncomfortable alone and there’s no way Su Wanwan could leave her alone.

After pondering, Su Wanwan decided to take her to the Imperial Court.

There, the servants could help look after her.

After struggling to get into a taxi, Mo Weiyi eventually leaned against Su Wanwan, burying her face into Su Wanwan’s shoulder, “Wanwan, I’m feeling…uncomfortable.”

“Driver, to Tianquan Royal Court, number 69.”

Mo Weiyi weakly leaned against her, “I’m uncomfortable…I’m uncomfortable…”

Su Wanwan patted her shoulder gently, speaking akin to calming a child, “Once we get home and you sleep, you won’t feel uncomfortable.”

Mo Weiyi promptly started protesting, “Not going home… I’m not going home!”

“Would going to my house work?”

Mo Weiyi hiccupped, “As long as it’s not home.”

Su Wanwan rolled her eyes again.

Never mind, no use reasoning with a drunk.

**

The Imperial Court villa was brightly lit at this time.

After dinner, Huo Jingshen went to the study to work. Fu Ziyang finished his homework and called KO into the living room, petting the dog while watching an English drama.

Around nine in the evening, Fu Ziyang touched KO’s big head, “I’m going to take a shower and go to bed.”

“Arwooo!” KO barked instantly.

At the same time, the door to the study opened, “Ziyang, it’s time to take a bath and go to bed.”

“Woof!” Seeing Huo Jingshen, KO’s eyes lit up as he energetically raced towards him, circling around his legs to get attention.

The phone rang at that moment.

Huo Jingshen picked it up and was surprised.

After picking up the call, “Hello?”

“Honey.”

Hearing the soft whisper of “Honey,” Huo Jingshen raised an eyebrow, “Did you make a mistake again?”

Su Wanwan: “…”

“Or is your allowance not enough?”

After a while, the sound of Su Wanwan gritting her teeth in frustration resonated. “Can’t you wish me well for once?”

“Ha.” Huo Jingshen smirked and asked her, “So, you’re saying you miss me?”

Su Wanwan cleared her throat, “Uh, I’ll be home in a moment.”

“Returning home tonight?” Huo Jingshen was even more surprised. The young girl was actually taking the initiative to return home?

The next second.

“But I’m bringing Weiyi with me.”

Almost instantaneously, KO witnessed his master’s pleasant and tender face instantly turn cold.

“For what?” the man frowned.

“She is drunk,” Su Wanwan explained, and then a sound of a woman drunkenly mumbling could be heard from the receiver.

Huo Jingshen’s face darkened even more, “If she’s drunk, she should be sent home.”

“She had a fight with Xiaobai and refuses to go back.”

“Then send her to a hotel.”

“No one will be able to care for her at the hotel. Plus, I’m worried, and I did not bring my wallet.”

Huo Jingshen: “…”

“I gotta go; I’m almost home. Ask Aunt Yang to make some sobering-up tea, and change the bedding in the guestroom. Don’t forget to add two more quilts. Gotta hang up.” Without waiting for Huo Jingshen’s response, the call ended.

KO, watching him with his head tilted and a cute expression on his dog-face, suddenly…

“Go back to your dog house! Your mom is coming home!”

KO: “…”

He had no choice but to sadly leave the warmth of the mansion.

Life as a dog is too hard.

After instructing the dog, Huo Jingshen then turned to the kid, “Go upstairs, take a bath and sleep!”

Fu Ziyang: “…okay.”

It was odd to see Uncle Huo unhappy about Aunt Wanwan’s rare homecoming.

With the kid and dog gone, Huo Jingshen resigned himself to preparing the guest room.

**

Ten minutes later, Su Wanwan arrived as promised, dragging along a female drunkard.

Huo Jingshen’s face looked very unhappy. Especially when he saw Mo Weiyi with messy hair, crying with red, swollen eyes, and a red nose. Her makeup was all smudged—she was a mess!

With the smell of alcohol surrounding her and murmuring drunken nonsense, Huo Jingshen’s face darkened even more.

Better off not seeing her.

He closed the door, and was just about to turn away.

“Husband, where’s Aunt Yang? Ask her to help me out quickly.”

“She took the day off.”

“Well, then you help me. I’m exhausted.” Su Wanwan pleaded.

“How?” Huo Jingshen crossed his arms, being all nonchalant. “Should your husband carry her, or…carry her like a princess?”

Su Wanwan’s mouth twitched. Does he really need to be so suggestive?

“I’m worried you’d take advantage of her!”

Huo Jingshen: “…”

“Can’t you just help support her arm?”

Huo Jingshen squinted at her, then looked disdainfully at the female drunkard.

With a shift in his brows, he finally reached out.

As soon as Su Wanwan let go, he grabbed Mo Weiyi’s collar from behind, held her up like a little rabbit, and promptly headed to the guest room on the first floor.

His movements were swift, carrying her by the collar inevitably chokes her. Mo Weiyi started to complain because she was uncomfortable.

Su Wanwan reacted with alarm, quickly followed them, “Be gentle, can’t you be gentle?”

But Huo Jingshen acted as if he didn’t hear her, went straight into the guest room, and threw the female drunkard onto the big bed.

With a “plop”, it was rough and brutal!

Unbelievable!

Su Wanwan, angered, gave him a push, then hurried to Weiyi’s side, “Weiyi, are you alright?”

Mo Weiyi lay on the freshly made bed, clutching her collar, and groaned, “I’m uncomfortable…”

Su Wanwan quickly checked her; Mo Weiyi’s neck was indeed a bit red.

She glared at Huo Jingshen, then started to soothe Weiyi in a low, gentle voice.

Huo Jingshen squinted at this…

He wasn’t pleased.

Why isn’t this girl this gentle with him?

Mo Weiyi shook her head, starting to complain again, “Headache…”

Su Wanwan immediately turned to ask, “Where’s the sobering-up tea?”

Huo Jingshen cross his arms, “There is none.”

“Didn’t I call you earlier to prepare it?”

“I told you that Aunt Yang had called in sick.”

“Then you go and boil it.”

Huo Jingshen turned black-faced: “…”

“Quickly go!” Su Wanwan acted impatiently.

Huo Jingshen continued with his dark face: “…”

“I feel terrible… Wanwan… whaahh…” Mo Weiyi started crying.

Su Wanwan hurriedly got up, “You go and prepare the sobering-up tea.”

Seeing he still wasn’t moving, Su Wanwan reluctantly got up, “I have to take care of her here, could you please help me? Thanks, husband. You’re a lifesaver.”

With a sweet voice, “Thank you, husband.”

Looking at her pleasing appearance, Huo Jingshen’s facial features softened slightly. His brows moved a bit, and finally, he turned to leave.

Su Wanwan let out a sigh, and rolled her eyes.

It’s really something. They are all like children who need her to coax them!

Before she could finish sighing…

“Wanwan…”

“I’m here, I’m here.” Su Wanwan quickly turned back.

**

With the maid absent, it was Su Wanwan’s responsibility to look after Mo Weiyi. Huo Jingshen was a man and doing so would be inappropriate. After preparing the sobering-up tea for Mo Weiyi, he left.

…

Second-floor bedroom.

About an hour later, Su Wanwan opened the bedroom door.

Huo Jingshen stood and immediately came up to hold her…

“I need to get my nightclothes to take a bath.” Su Wanwan pushed him away.

“There’s no need.” Huo Jingshen pinched her soft chin and spoke in a deep voice, “Wait until afterwards to take a bath.”

“You dimwit!” Su Wanwan turned her face away, “I’ll stay downstairs with Weiyi tonight.”

Huo Jingshen’s face once again turned completely gloomy.