Chapter 390 - So Be Gentle

She leaned lazily on the sofa. Her snow-white skin glistened when contrasted against the red dress.

Mu Xichen was silent for a moment and saw her pour the bottle of beer into her mouth.

He reached out to grab it from her and said, “I’m going to get a cup.”

After that, he got up and went to the kitchen.

Li Beinian’s items were placed in an orderly manner, and he easily spotted delicate crystal cups.

After taking two cups, he realized that she had just finished half of another bottle she had opened.

Mu Xichen rushed up and said hopelessly and in annoyance, “Use a cup.”

Li Beinian wiped her drink, glanced at him, and said slowly, “You haven’t answered me. Do you believe it?”

“Yes.” Mu Xichen poured the beer into a cup. “I believe it.”

“Why?”

“My grandfather is a Buddhist.”

Li Beinian smiled, took the cup from his hand, and drank another mouthful. “Yes, Buddha mentioned that cause and effect happen over three generations. The good will be blessed and the evil will receive retribution.”

Mu Xichen did not say a word. His eyes darkened as he looked at her desolate appearance.

Li Beinian quickly finished a cup of beer and poured another serving for herself. She muttered on the sofa, “There’s karma for the misdeeds people did in their previous lives.”

Mu Xichen looked at her deeply. In the end, he couldn’t help but take the cup away from her. “You’re drunk.”

“I just started.” Li Beinian laughed and quickly poured a glass for him. “You should drink with me.”

They should get drunk and celebrate together.

Celebrate her liberation, the end of the tragedy of her previous life, and a new beginning.

From now on, she was free.

She was no longer the Li Beinian who suffered an ill fate.

Mu Xichen accepted it, and Li Beinian immediately clinked glasses with him. “In the future, I will be truly reborn. Cheers!”

She smiled freely, but teardrops fell from the corners of her eyes.

After finishing another cup of beer, Li Beinian saw that he was still not moving.

She kicked him and asked, “Why aren’t you drinking? Are you looking down on it because I drank from the cup before? Let’s change your glass, then.”

Mu Xichen’s eyes darkened and he drank the entire cup of beer directly.

Li Beinian raised her lips. “Do you know that I have a recurring dream?”

As she spoke, she slowly leaned towards him.

Li Beinian gently hooked her soft arms around his neck. “I’ve always been dreaming of you.

“In my dream, you’re always hugging me and calling me ‘Ah Nian.’”

Her breath smelled of alcohol. Li Beinian put her arms around him and pressed her body against him.

“You told me that in your hometown, it was the most intimate way of calling someone’s name, so let me call you Ah Chen.”

She placed one arm around him and held the beer with another hand.

With an enchanting look, Li Beinian pressed her forehead against his and their noses touched. There was barely any distance between their lips.

Just when Li Beinian was about to kiss him, the cup was suddenly snatched from her hand and placed on the table.

Before she could react, Mu Xichen placed his arms around her waist and pushed her onto the sofa.

Li Beinian was slightly startled but very quickly became calm.

She lowered her eyes to look at him. Her eyes were blurry and she said in a seductive voice, “Mu Xichen, I know I owe you many lives. Mu Donglin’s villa has already been transferred to my name.”

“So?”

“So...” Li Beinian’s hands were around his neck and she gently stroked his cheek before slowly moving down to his chest. She whispered, “Be gentle.”