Mrs. Huo Pretends to be Weak Every Day

58 Ye beisheng, Who am I?

Ye Beisheng was sitting in a pool of red wine in a daze. A big bump had appeared on her forehead because she had knocked into the cabinet.

She was so drunk that she did not even have the strength to stand up.

Huo Shiting’s face grew colder. “Ye Beisheng!”

Uncle Zhang, who had heard the sound, was shocked for a moment. He hurriedly helped Ye Beisheng up and said, “Ninth master, I’ve already gone to make some hangover soup. You…”

Huo Shiting walked towards Ye Beisheng.

Who knew that when Ye Beisheng heard the words ‘ninth master’, her eyes suddenly turned serious. Then, she subconsciously took two steps back and her hands froze in mid-air.

The man’s eyes darkened, but Encle Zhang could hear the murderous intent in his calm voice. “Ye Beisheng, you’re injured. Come here.”

Ye Beisheng’s arm was pricked by a broken red wine bottle. The glass pierced her skin, and she sobbed pitifully, “It’s none of your business!”

Huo Shiting was silent for a while. He took a deep breath and carried Ye Beisheng out of the pool of red wine. Ye Beisheng stopped making a fuss and lay quietly in his arms, probably because she had some support now.

Huo Shiting carried her to the sofa, took out the first aid kit from the side, and asked casually, “Do you know who I am?”

He was kind enough to apply medicine for her in the middle of the night. What if she woke up the next day and forgot about it? Wouldn’t that be a loss?

Half an hour ago, this woman was still saying that he was the person she loved the most.

Huo Shiting felt that even if she was drunk now, she should know who he was in the depths of her mind.

The man chuckled, his voice nonchalant, as if he was coaxing a child. “Ye Beisheng, who am I?”

Ye Beisheng suddenly opened her eyes.

Huo Shiting lowered his eyes. She usually liked to call him hubby. Today, she was drunk and spoke the truth, so she should be calling him hubby…

Ye Beisheng ruthlessly interrupted his thoughts, “A dog.”

The atmosphere was silent for three seconds.

Uncle Zhang’s face turned pale. He should run away now!

Time passed by.

Huo Shiting chuckled and pinched her chin. “Mrs. Huo, I’ll give you one more chance.”

He was clearly smiling, but it made one’s scalp go numb.

However, Ye Beisheng did not seem to be aware of it. She mumbled and cried, “Dog! You’re always going to be a dog! You’re shameless! You’re petty!”

Uncle Zhang was speechless.

He felt that he should go and have a look at the hangover soup! Otherwise, he was afraid of being killed by the ninth master!

Huo Shiting was so angry that he laughed. “I have so many shortcomings huh? Mrs Huo?”

“Huo Shiting, I think there’s something wrong with you!” Ye Beisheng said.

Huo Shiting’s eyelids lifted slightly. “Hmm?”

Ye Beisheng replied, “You don’t even want to kiss me! Heavens! Such a beautiful woman is standing right in front of you but you can still hold yourself in. Could it be that you have problems with getting hard? If you really have problems, I can give you a few injections to fix it. You have to face the fact that you’re not a man!”

Uncle Zhang came out with the hangover soup and overheard this. His legs immediately went soft. ‘Ninth master, Ninthmaster! Please show mercy, ninth master!’

Huo Shiting naturally wouldn’t argue with a drunkard. He took the hangover soup and said lightly, “Open your mouth,”

Ye Beisheng snorted and turned his head away, refusing to drink.

Uncle Zhang was afraid that the madam would die on the spot. He was particularly panicked and had the urge to call 110.

Huo Shiting sneered, “Ye Beisheng, are you sure you don’t want to drink? I don’t mind feeding you in another way.”

Uncle Zhang was thinking that the ninth master really wanted to kill Madam.

Then, she saw Ye Beisheng’s expression change. She immediately took the bowl of soup and finished it in two gulps. After finishing it, he even complained unhappily, “Pervert! Just because I spoke about your problems, you want to kiss me?! I won’t!!! Don’t kiss me after you’ve kissed someone else!”