Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 213 Don't marry her, okay?

Musa went to the bar again.

Ever since Qian Xingjie announced his relationship and his upcoming marriage to Jiang Rourou, her heart has been broken, and she has been drowning her sorrows in bars every day.

The feeling of not being able to have him, yet having to watch him with other women, was worse than death to her.

"Waiter, another one!" She propped herself up and swirled the glass in front of the bartender.

The waiter kindly reminded her, "Miss, you're already drunk. Why don't you have your family or friends come and pick you up?"

Musa grabbed his collar across the table and pulled him forward. She was strong enough that the male waiter's face turned red from being pulled so hard.

"I said I'd drink, so I'll drink. It's none of your business whether I get drunk or not. If you don't give me the drink today, I'll smash up your bar. Hurry up!"

Three young men dressed in outlandish clothes and with brightly colored hair walked over. "This beautiful lady wants a drink, are you deaf? Hurry up!"

The waiter knew these guys were street thugs and didn't dare to mess with them, so he quickly added more drinks.

Red Hair took the drink and presented it to Musa, "Beautiful lady, here's your drink. Don't worry, I'll pay for it!"

Musa swayed and tilted her head back, giving him a disdainful look. "Do I need you to buy it for me? Get up, get out of my way!"

Red Hair and his underling exchanged a glance, then clung to Musa like glue, refusing to leave. "Beautiful lady, you're in a bad mood. Is something bothering you? Tell your brother, and he'll help you out!"

Musa ignored her, paid the bill herself, and turned to walk out, leaning against the wall.

"Hey, beautiful, don't go!" Red Hair and his henchmen chased after them.

"How about we guys take you out for some fun?"

Without stopping, Musa gave them a single word: "Get lost!"

If it weren't for the fact that she was feeling nauseous from drinking and her body was unresponsive, she would have definitely taken care of them under normal circumstances.

The group burst into laughter at her completely unassailable tone.

"So unique, I like it more and more the more I look at it!" Red Hair said, and started to touch her.

next second.

"Ow!"

Musa grabbed his fidgeting hand, twisted it, and then flung him far away.

Red Hair's face turned green with pain, and he was furious. "Damn it, she won't listen to reason, so she'll have to suffer the consequences! Brothers, take her right here and now, everyone get a share!"

Instantly, the underlings' eyes lit up.

Musa was quickly surrounded by them. Her legs felt like lead, and she couldn't run away.

Just then, someone suddenly barged into the scene.

Although they weren't very good fighters, Red Hair and his gang didn't gain much of an advantage.

"A bunch of bastards! The police are on their way. If you're a man, wait here!" Qian Xingjie wiped his mouth with his fingertip, which was stained with blood and gleamed coldly in the night.

Upon hearing that there were police officers present, Hong Mao stopped acting arrogantly and fled with his henchmen.

Qian Xingjie came to the bar to have fun, but as soon as he parked his car, he saw a woman being surrounded by a few thugs. He didn't want to get involved, and he wasn't a philanthropist, but when he walked over, he realized that it was Mu Sha.

Meanwhile, Musa was vomiting uncontrollably while hugging a tree.

A pack of tissues was handed over. "If you can't drink, why come here? What are you trying to prove?"

Musa slowly sat up, her eyes brimming with tears, probably from vomiting. Qian Xingjie had never seen her like this before; she looked so fragile and innocent, evoking pity—a stark contrast to her image as a steel warrior. His heart skipped a beat, a strange feeling washing over him, but he quickly looked away.

"Young Master, if you can come, why can't I... come?"

"Still being stubborn, huh? If it weren't for me, you might have been stripped naked right there by those guys!"

That's true, Musa said, lowering her eyelashes in shame.

"Hurry back, do you want me to call a designated driver for you?"

Musa waved her hands haphazardly, and even while holding onto the tree, her body leaned back as if she had no bones.

Seeing her like this, Qian Xingjie sighed slightly and used his phone to call a designated driver for her.

"Master!"

Qian Xingjie looked up at her.

"Why...why did you save me?" Musa went from being supported to leaning against someone, her eyes glazed over, her pretty short hair slightly messy and plastered to her forehead, making her look even more dashing and cool.

But she kept staring into his eyes, stubbornly waiting for his answer.

After placing the order, Qian Xingjie put away his phone. "You're someone close to Ke'er. Helping you is helping Ke'er. Besides, even if I'm a scoundrel and heartless, I wouldn't just stand by and watch someone close to me die, would I?"

Musa bit her lip with her pearly white teeth, her eyes filled with stubbornness and resentment. "Is that all?"

Qian Xingjie frowned. "Alright, you've talked too much today. Go back and get some rest; my friend is waiting for me inside!"

"In the end, I'm not good enough for you, am I?"

Qian Xingjie paused, turned around, and asked, "What are you saying?"

"My status is not good enough for you, young master, so you would rather choose Jiang Rourou than me, right?"

"Musa, you're drunk!" Qian Xingjie's voice turned somber.

Musa didn't know where she got the courage from. Maybe it was a momentary impulse, or maybe it had a hypnotic effect on the brain. She rushed forward and threw herself into Qian Xingjie's arms, holding her tightly.

"Young Master, Jiang Rourou is not good enough for you at all. Please don't marry her, okay? I would rather you choose a girl from a respectable family!"

Qian Xingjie has met all sorts of girls, and they all have one thing in common: they are all covered in strong perfume. Jiang Rourou is no exception.

But Musa was different. She didn't have the perfume scent that girls usually have, or even the scent of rouge or face powder. All she had was the faint fragrance of her shampoo.

Qian Xingjie was very picky about women and had been with countless women, but he never expected that in the end, he would find that Musa smelled the best.

Her hands froze helplessly in the air for a moment, then she grasped Musa's shoulders, gently pushed her away, and said in a cold voice, "Musa, that's enough. You're just someone who works for Xue'er. Mind your own business!"

He was about to leave when, as soon as he let go, Musa seemed to collapse to the ground as if she had no bones, and he quickly caught her again.

When you try to talk to her again, she's already unconscious...

Musa woke up in a daze.

Her first reaction was to lift the covers, and seeing that she was fully dressed, she couldn't help but feel disappointed.

It's said that men are powerless against a woman who's drunk and acting cute. Besides, she doesn't need him to take responsibility at all. Why doesn't he do anything to her when he has such a good opportunity?

It seems he really has no interest in her whatsoever; in his own words, he doesn't even consider her a woman.

Stepping out of the bedroom, Mu Sha was startled. It turned out that Qian Xingjie hadn't left yet; he was sleeping on the sofa. Hearing the noise, he yawned and sat up.

(End of this chapter)