Chapter 119: Chapter 119 Your Sister’s Man
And a drunken Mu Lingyun waved her hand, “I’m not drunk, I’m not drunk yet, I can still drink…”
Qin Shuangshuang held her forehead, little miss, please, with you like this, you can still drink? Drink what exactly?
Ji Luochen naturally heard this too, and after being silent for quite a while, he finally asked, “Where are you?”
Zhang Lanqiao immediately reported the address to him.
“Keep an eye on her, I’ll be there in half an hour,” Ji Luochen said indifferently and then hung up the phone.
Zhang Lanqiao put down the phone and said, “He’s coming to pick her up, said he’d arrive in half an hour.”
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So, the three of them sat on the couch, accompanying the drunk person, waiting for Ji Luochen’s arrival.
After waiting for a good long while, Mo Qian suddenly said, “Is it really okay for us just to hand Little Yunyun over to the Crown Prince of the Ji family like this?”
“After all, he is her dream guy, isn’t he? If she were sober enough to make a judgement, she would probably go with him, right?” Qin Shuangshuang said.
“What’s the meaning of discussing all this? I just want to ask, with the Crown Prince himself coming to take her away, do you think you could refuse?” Zhang Lanqiao asked with raised eyebrows.
The two of them fell silent. Yeah, the Crown Prince himself is coming to take her away, could they really stop him?
The three of them sat, falling into silence once more, when suddenly they saw the door of the private room being pushed open, and a person with a tall figure and an extraordinary temperament walked in.
Such looks that, even if seen before, upon seeing again, would still dazzle.
Truly a sight to behold,
This was undoubtedly Ji Luochen.
“Mr. Ji,” the three of them greeted in unison.
Ji Luochen nodded towards the three girls and then turned his gaze to Mu Lingyun.
She had been resting with her eyes closed against the back of the chair, but when she saw him arrive, she opened her eyes, looked at him, and said somewhat vaguely, “Your Highness, you’re here?”
Ji Luochen said nothing, walked over, and sat down beside her, reaching out to pull her into his arms.
At this moment, Mu Lingyun was surprisingly cooperative; after snuggling into Ji Luochen’s embrace, she wrapped her arms around his body and said in a low voice, “I’m not drunk, don’t believe them, they’re just talking nonsense.”
Qin Shuangshuang and the others were speechless.
With you like this, even if you protest till you’re blue in the face, who would believe you’re not drunk?
Hearing the girl’s soft, somewhat slurred voice, Ji Luochen said in a low voice, “Mm, you’re not drunk. But it’s too late, I’ll take you home, okay?”
“Mm, okay,” the girl agreed softly.
“How much did she drink?”
“Not much, just three glasses, we didn’t know she would be knocked out after just three,” Zhang Lanqiao hurriedly explained.
“I’m taking her home now. You guys have fun, just put it on my tab,” Ji Luochen said indifferently to the girl’s three roommates.
“Mm,” the three of them nodded in unison, quickly gathered Mu Lingyun’s phone and bag, and handed it to Mu Lingyun to hold.
Ji Luochen didn’t say anything more and lifted Mu Lingyun in his arms, striding out of the room.
Watching Ji Luochen’s tall and upright figure disappear beyond the door of the private room, Qin Shuangshuang clutched her chest and collapsed onto the couch, “Oh my god! I’m dead! He’s too handsome, right? And that was a princess carry, just too handsome! Too handsome!”
Mo Qian, with her fists under her chin, was shaking with infatuation and said, “He really is so handsome, that figure, that temperament, that voice, that expression… They all hit my aesthetic sweet spot. So handsome!”
Zhang Lanqiao was somewhat more composed, “That’s your sister’s dream guy. I feel like he’s going to be your sister’s man.”