Chapter 843: 842: Can't Believe I See Wen Xin Here

Wen Xin lowered her head and thought for a moment. Ever since Mu Chengxi had met her, he rarely went out to places like this to relax. She felt there was absolutely no need to follow him too closely and decided to let him have his fun.

“I won’t go. There’s also no need to tell Mu Chengxi that you ran into me here. I have some other things to deal with, so I’ll be leaving first,” she said.

Wen Xin didn’t want to go home and explain why she was at this place, so she thought it would be better if they didn’t see each other.

“Young Master Lu, what are you doing over there? It took you so long just to order drinks. We thought you had run off!”

While speaking, a person came out of the private room and walked up to Lu Kejun. It was only then that he noticed a girl standing opposite Lu Kejun.

“You are… You are…” The man’s face was flushed, clearly having had quite a few drinks, his eyes squinting at Wen Xin. He was unconsciously mesmerized; there were many beauties in Beijing, but very few were as beautiful as her.

Seeing He Zinan losing his composure, Lu Kejun forcefully nudged his arm and lowered his voice to remind him that this was a person they couldn’t afford to provoke.

“Miss Wen, she’s Miss Wen…”

Hearing the words “Miss Wen,” He Zinan’s brows involuntarily furrowed. He felt that this person looked somewhat familiar, but he was sure he had never met her before.

“Miss Wen? Does one of the great families in Beijing have the Wen surname? Which family is that?”

“Master Xi, Master Xi’s fiancée!” Lu Kejun said awkwardly, looking at Wen Xin and quietly reminding He Zinan, afraid that He Zinan might utter something unpleasant. It would be bad if they offended Wen Xin.

“Oh, oh, oh, I remember now, Miss Wen, Miss Wen, how did you get the injury on your body… Ah, the injury isn’t important, what’s important is that Master Xi is in the private room. Miss Wen, let me take you there,” said He Zinan obsequiously, gesturing politely to Wen Xin as if he thought she was too shy; he even gently pushed her, urging her to move faster.

Wen Xin, looking at these two overly eager men, felt a bit irritable. She initially wanted to refuse but decided not to, considering that if she did, they would probably talk about running into her when they returned. So she simply did not object and followed them toward the private room.

Lu Kejun led the way with Wen Xin right behind him, and He Zinan followed behind Wen Xin. Both men seemed as if they were worried that Wen Xin might try to slip away.

Lu Kejun gently pushed open the door of the private room, and the noisy sounds from inside spilled out. Following behind Lu Kejun, Wen Xin unconsciously rubbed her somewhat throbbing temples; the atmosphere was a bit too chaotic.

“Lu Kejun, you are too slow, where’s the booze? It’s not like you’re treating us, you were sent to order drinks and you’re dilly-dallying,” said Li Jinwei’s voice, a bit too loud. The sight of Lu Kejun prompted him to scold him for the slow service, which was a bit of a buzzkill.

“The waiter will bring them right up; I’ve brought over a distinguished guest,” Lu Kejun replied.

As he said this, Lu Kejun stepped aside, revealing Wen Xin who followed behind him.

Mu Chengxi, who was talking with Chen Lingxiao, lifted his head involuntarily when he heard that Lu Kejun had brought back a distinguished guest.

He hadn’t expected to see Wen Xin standing by the door and thought he was hallucinating from drinking too much, unconsciously raising his hand to rub his eyes.

Wen Xin had already set her sight on Mu Chengxi, and seeing his gesture of rubbing his eyes, she unknowingly let out a light laugh.

Not many people present knew who Wen Xin was, and just as they were about to ask who this distinguished guest was, they saw Mu Chengxi rise from his seat. A gentle smile emerged on his originally indifferent face, and he walked straight toward Wen Xin.

Upon reaching Wen Xin, Mu Chengxi naturally took the black backpack off her shoulder and slung it over his own, then holding Wen Xin’s hand, he led her toward the sofa.

Those watching the scene displayed expressions of great curiosity. Those who knew Wen Xin watched the spectacle with interest, and those who did not were all in shock. It was indeed rare to see the crown prince of the capital act in such a way.

Mu Chengxi helped Wen Xin take off her coat and leaned in close, “How did you come here?”

Wen Xin noticed that Mu Chengxi’s neck and chest were slightly flushed from drinking as she raised her hand to gently check his temperature.

“I came to meet someone, and I ran into Mr. Lu in the hallway. Mr. Lu brought me over to see you. Have you been drinking a lot?”

After checking that there was nothing abnormal with Mu Chengxi’s temperature, Wen Xin felt relieved. The breath he exhaled smelled of alcohol, convincing her that he must have had quite a bit to drink.

“No, have you had dinner?” Mu Chengxi held Wen Xin’s hand as he sat down beside her, asking tenderly if she had eaten.

“Sister-in-law, if you’re free for dinner, why not join us for a bite…” someone chimed in.

Some people are naturally overfamiliar, especially when they’re drunk; they completely disregard whether such an address might be impolite and just blurt it out.

“I have eaten already,” Wen Xin heard them calling her. She turned her head and flashed Mu Chengxi a faint smile then responded to them softly, trying to be as polite as possible for Mu Chengxi’s sake.

“You don’t need to worry about me, continue drinking, and don’t let my arrival disturb you,” Wen Xin said, slightly embarrassed, as everyone turned their gaze on her. She certainly didn’t want her presence to disrupt their drinking session.

After she spoke, Wen Xin gently nudged the man sitting beside her, “You don’t need to stay here with me, you can go on first…”

“I’ve finished eating too, let’s just sit for a while longer before we head back,” Mu Chengxi whispered as he wrapped his arm around Wen Xin. He had been thinking about an excuse to leave, but now that Wen Xin had appeared, he no longer needed one.

“Since Master Xi and sister-in-law are both full, let’s continue!”

At that moment, the waiter brought in more drinks, and everyone began another round of competitive drinking. Mu Chengxi and Wen Xin sat on the couch, watching the drinking contest.

Both felt a sense of nostalgia, as it had been a long time since they experienced such liveliness.

Mu Chengxi, sitting by Wen Xin’s side, was now sober. Chen Lingxiao rose from the drinking table and walked over to Mu Chengxi and Wen Xin, greeting Wen Xin with a warm voice.

“Miss Wen, it’s been a while.”

“Indeed, it’s been a long time. Last time, I needed some help and thought of seeking Lawyer Chen, but you weren’t in Beijing then.”

Wen Xin looked at Chen Lingxiao and smiled gently as she spoke softly, as if chatting with an old friend.

“I heard from a colleague about that. Just so happened that I was out dealing with some matters. I understand that Lawyer Sun took over the case, and Lawyer Sun is quite capable…”

Chen Lingxiao was somewhat surprised when he heard about the matter, never having expected that one day Wen Xin would seek him out. It was a pity he wasn’t around then; he did feel a trace of regret.