The manager handed a bottle of wine worth hundreds of thousands of yuan to Ye Mu and instructed very kindly, "Xiao Quan, take these two bottles of wine to Room 9061 upstairs."

  The presidential suites on the fifth floor and above are designed for people who have had a good time to rest. All the residents are wealthy and powerful. The higher the floor, the higher the status of the residents. Therefore, the customer service staff who enter and exit there are all carefully selected by Jin Ni and have received special training.

  Although Ye Mu was puzzled, he still took the wine from the manager's hand without hesitation. This was not something they, as subordinates, should ask. The manager didn't explain the reason to him, and Ye Mu just regarded it as the manager testing him.

  The ninth floor of Jin Ni was very quiet. The electronic music from the dance hall downstairs had no impact on the ninth floor at all. Ye Mu got out of the elevator, pushed the food cart with only one bottle of wine on it, and looked around for the house number 9061.

  When she reached the door, Ye Mu deliberately tugged at the corner of her clothes and adjusted her attire. She heard that guests staying on the ninth floor were all very picky. This was her first time providing room service. Ye Mu was worried that she might be complained about for some details. If she were fired because of this, it would be really not worth it.

  The door was not closed, but according to the regulations, the waiter was not allowed to enter without the guest's permission. Ye Mu stood in front of the door, showing the most standard smile for a customer, and rang the doorbell, "Hello, guest. The wine you ordered has arrived."

  Come in. Xiao Jinyan's voice came from inside the door, dull and lazy, with a strong hint of alcohol.

  Ye Mu was startled and stood there in a daze as if he had been struck by a acupoint. He had heard this sound before, not only had he heard it, but it had pierced the most sensitive pain in his heart like a sharp oak thorn.

  It was because he had faced Xiao Jinyan head-on. After a brief moment of panic, Ye Mu showed a determined expression. He was Ye Quan after all, and there was no need for him to be afraid of Xiao Jinyan at all.

  Ye Mu held the wine and walked in with a smile on her face.

  Xiao Jinyan leaned against the sofa, drunk, with his arms naturally resting on either side of his body. From the moment Ye Mu came in, Xiao Jinyan's deep gaze never left.

  Xiao Jin Yan drank a lot tonight, the leaf curtain in front of him WAS a blurry superimposed shadow, faintly saw the smile, but could not see the face, only the figure seemed........

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  Putting down the wine, Ye Mu really wanted to turn and leave. Even taking a second look at Xiao Jinyan made him feel pressured. But out of duty, Ye Mu still politely asked, "May I ask, Sir, is there anything else you need?"

  Ye Mu's gaze slightly lowered as he gazed at the carpet. The air was filled with a strong smell of alcohol. Ye Mu even wondered if Xiao Jinyan's consciousness was still clear at this moment.

  Xiao Jinyan remained silent, staring intently at Ye Mu. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly. The blurry figure standing before him gave him a virtual image. At the moment when the image gradually took shape in his drunkenness, Xiao Jinyan sat up straight as if injected with chicken blood, and his whole body tensed up like a lurking Wolf suddenly seeing a lamb.

  Ye Mu, with her gaze lowered, didn't notice the sudden flash of color in Xiao Jinyan's eyes. Seeing that Xiao Jinyan didn't respond, Ye Mu merely thought that the mission had been accomplished.

  Have a wonderful night. Goodbye. Ye Mu turned around immediately after saying that and let out a sigh of relief at the same time.

  Xiao Jinyan suddenly stood up from the sofa and shouted loudly, "Ye Mu!" Just as Ye Mu was about to reach the door. The excited voice trembled slightly, and the intense yearning made the image of Ye Mu appear in Xiao Jin's drunken eyes.

  Xiao Jinyan's call "Ye Mu" made Ye Mu stunned at once. The coldness that rose from his feet instantly swept through his internal organs, and he stood stiffly in place like an ice sculpture.

  Did Xiao Jinyan recognize himself? No, this is impossible?

  In an instant, Ye Mu ran away as fast as he could. He should have remained calm and composed, and could have rationally judged that Xiao Jinyan's voice was due to the wrong judgment of being drunk. But Ye Mu was as if struck by five thunderbolts, losing all his composure. There was only one thought in his mind: he couldn't be caught by Xiao Jinyan.

  During the days when Ye Mu was under house arrest by Xiao Jinyan, the devil had become Ye Mu's stereotype of Xiao Jinyan. Offending him was like offending death. Ye Mu's fear of Xiao Jinyan is truly thorough.

  Ye Mu's escape made Xiao Jinyan even more convinced that the virtual image he saw before him was the man he had been longing for day and night. While he was excited, a thick wave of anger rose up.

  He's running away again! Leaving myself again! No! This is absolutely not allowed!

  Xiao Jinyan, who had been standing unsteadily, suddenly stepped over the table in front of him like a cheetah. A thunderclap rang out, "Stop right there, damn it!"

  Just as Ye Mu had grasped the door handle and had not yet turned it, his body was suddenly confined from behind by Xiao Jinyan with his arms. The strong smell of alcohol instantly surrounded Ye Mu.

  "Still want to run away?" " Xiao Jinyan's deep and deep voice was extremely cold. His arms were tightly clasmed, almost pulling Ye Mu into his own flesh and blood. His agitated heart was still filled with uncontrollable excitement. Under the influence of alcohol, Xiao Jinyan's face kept rubbing against Ye Mu's side of his neck, as if sensing Ye Mu's breath and warmth, and let out a low, soft murmur: "I'll never let you run away again."

  In an instant, Ye Mu felt as if he were in a bottomless ice abyss. Besides fear, there were also the memories that wouldn't go away and spread all over the place, the days and nights of being humiliated and tortured.

  Ye Mu struggled frantically, grasping the arm that was encircling him with his nails. Wherever his nails passed, bloodstains were left.

  "I'm not Ye Mu. I'm not!" Let me go! Please!

  Ye Mu's fighting and Shouting did not bring back Xiao Jinyan, who was immersed in the ecstasy of regaining his beloved.

  Xiao Jinyan suddenly picked up Ye Mu, his burly figure swaying as he walked towards the bedside. Eventually, Ye Mu was pinned down on the bed by Xiao Jinyan.

  "Xiao Jin Yan, PLEASE let me go, I..... I promise not to show up again. I... I....." Ye Mu stammered out of fear and couldn't speak clearly. At this moment, Ye Mu didn't dare to anger Xiao Jinyan anymore. She could only try to beg and push Xiao Jinyan's chest feebly with both hands.

  Xiao Jinyan was drunk and his eyes were dazed, but when Ye Mu's voice of "Let me go" reached his mind, anger immediately flared up in his eyes and the veins on his forehead burst.

  Do you still want to run? Huh? How dare you disappear for so many days! Are you fucking tired of living? The sound of thunder rang out. Xiao Jinyan waved his hand backward and delivered a loud slap on Ye Mu's face.

  Xiao Jinyan was very strong. At least after this palm strike, Ye Mu's brain buzzed and went blank for thirty seconds.