My Lovely Wife is a Forensic Doctor

Mu La only said that she had a hearing problem due to alcohol stimulation, shook her head vigorously, and then stared at Qin Jinhuan in a daze.

"Mr Qin, hello." Yin Xiaotian, an employee of the Sky Group, hurriedly greeted Qin Jinhuan.

When Qin Jinhuan carefully supported Mu Yu to get up, he nodded slightly to Yin Xiaotian, and said: "There is something wrong with the company, and I have not been able to accompany Xiao Yu to attend your wedding in time, forgive me."

Yin Xiaotian, who didn't wait to be stunned, responded. He turned his head and blamed Mu Yu softly, "Knowing that I will feel bad, and deliberately drinking white wine as a drink, you are always so headstrong."

Looking at it means accusing, but the words are full of pity and love.

The crowd was in a commotion again, and the look at Mu Yu had long been changed to envy.

"Xiaoyu? You..." Hu Meiling was also full of surprises.

"we……"

Mu Yu's gaze passed through his mother, just to meet Xin Yihan's gaze. Seeing his inquiring expression, she panicked. She wanted to shake her head, but Qin Jinhuan put her head in her arms, and then she politely turned towards him. Hu Meiling greeted Mu Ziyao: "Uncle and Auntie, I'm planning to visit you in these two days. I wonder when it will be convenient for you?"

"Ah? It's convenient for us anytime." Hu Meiling smiled suddenly.

"That's good," Qin Jinhuan said, looking at Mu Yu, his voice changed, "Xiaoyu drank too much, I will send her back first."

"Okay, okay, take care of Xiaoyu."

"Yes." Qin Jinhuan said, carefully supporting Mu Yu and leading her out.

Although Mu Yu knew that he was looking for her face at this time, she didn't think he would help her for nothing if he had a black belly, so she wanted to get away from him.

Qin Jinhuan didn't reduce the strength in his hands, and the smile on his face remained the same, but he moved his lips closer to her and whispered, "Want to lose your parents' face?"

"I..." Mu Yu was speechless for a while, and he softened instantly, staggering to follow his steps.

She knows how much face a mother wants; she also knows how serious the consequences of making her angry.

If she knew she was not so calm, she would definitely not come to this wedding banquet.

She just wanted to send a sincere blessing!

Is this also wrong?

Aware of Mu Yu's tears, Qin Jinhuan frowned, suddenly stopped and hugged her up.

Mu Yu was shocked: "Hey, you..."

"I am ashamed to cry for the groom, and I am not afraid of being laughed at."

Mu Yu was speechless for a while, silently buried his deep face in his arms and let him hold it until she hugged his car, she woke up and hurried to pull the handle of the car.

"Isn't it worthwhile to wear a gang after the show has been performed?" Qin Jinhuan held her hand and told the driver to drive.

Mu Yu silently withdrew his hand, covering his face and sobbing.

"Aren't you just expressing your little brother? It's worth it?" Qin Jinhuan didn't discourage her this time, just staring at her.

Hearing his disdain, Mu Yu angrily defended Xin Yihan: "Yihan was really just a courier when he first came to Ancheng, but he has become the owner of a courier company and owns many factories! He... "

"Tsk tusk, Brother Yihan, it's so affectionate." Qin Jinhuan interrupted her with a sneer, "No wonder there are such big jokes."

"What's up with you?!" Mu said in a very voice, seeing the car had reached the avenue, he immediately slapped the car door and shouted in front of him, "Stop! I want to get off!"

She didn't want to stay with him for a minute.

The driver Huang Bo instinctively braked, and in the next second, Qin Jinhuan's screaming sounded: "Isn't he talking about going to Shengshihuating?"

Huang Bo hurriedly drove forward.

"I'm not in the mood to see your grandpa now! I want to get off!"

"Cross the river and demolish the bridge so soon?"

"I didn't ask you to help me!" Mu Yu forced to pull the door handle.

Seeing this, Qin Jinhuan simply hugged her in his arms and said sharply: "You must go! This is what you owe me!"

"I don't want to be okay today? Let go of me! Let go of me! You bastard!"

Qin Jinhuan completely ignored her crying rebuke—Grandpa has been arguing for a long time and must see her!

Seeing Mu Yu who couldn't help him, was sad and wronged, and her stomach was uncomfortable, she simply fell into his arms and wept bitterly.

Forget it, cry hard today, even if it is a tribute to your lost love.

Seeing this crying woman, Qin Jinhuan frowned. After thinking for a while, he took out his cell phone and sent a message, and then said to Huang Bo, "Stop."

"Yes." Huang Bo didn't dare to ask more, and immediately pulled over and stopped.

Qin Jinhuan released his hand and pushed Mu Yu aside with a look of disgust: "Get off."

Seeing that Mu Yu got out of the car, he signaled Huang Bo to continue driving forward, taking off his coat with Mu Yu's tears and nose, and threw it to the side.

"Turn around!"

"Ah?!" Huang Bo slammed on the brakes, embarrassed, "Boss, U-turn is retrograde."

"Turn around!"

"Yes." Seeing the boss kept staring at the mirror, Huang Bo understood what the boss was going to do. He quickly turned around and went retrograde and parked the car again next to Mu Yu.

At this time, Mu Yu was squatting in front of the green belt and vomiting.

"The great environment of Ancheng has been polluted by you." Qin Jinhuan said as he handed her the wet wipes.

Mu Yu ignored his words, took the wet towel and wiped his face, then covered his face and burst into tears.

"Why have you cried for so long and haven't weeped your tears? A woman is really made of water."

Mu Yu raised his head and cried and scolded, "You hate you, don't you know? They are very sad now! Need comfort!"

"It's just a courier... OK, for the sake of grandpa, I will comfort you." Qin Jinhuan squatted down and took her into his arms. The next second, she sang in his arms.

Mu Yu didn't know how long she had been crying. She only knew that she was crying very happily. When she opened her painful eyes, she was shocked: she and Qin Huli were lying on the bed disheveled!

Moreover, even the clothes have been changed!

"Qin Jinhuan, you mix..."

"The waiter changed. I'm not interested in unpredictable sloppy women." Qin Jinhuan, who understood her meaning, stretched out and interrupted her carelessly.

It's painful to sleep with a woman.

Didn't he change it?What just happened?

Why can't I remember anything?

The extremely frustrated Mu Yu patted his forehead fiercely, hoping to awaken his memory.

However, she only remembered that she had drunk liquor by mistake and was taken away from Xin Yihan's wedding by Qin Jinhuan, and she had no impression of coming to the hotel.

"I was stupid, but if I knock it again, I will become mentally retarded. Look at my clothes, it's disgusting." Seeing her drunk awake, Qin Jinhuan pointed to the shirt and complained.

Mu Yu vaguely remembered that he had vomited, saw the "evidence", and saw that there was no "trace" of love after love on his body. This was a little guilty, and he smiled and asked: "May I help you wash?"

She knew that his clothes were not cheap, for fear that he would ruin her and pay the price-she thought he could do such a thing.

"Not only the shirt, but also the coat." Qin Jinhuan took off and threw it to her.

"Eh, okay, I'll take it home and wash it now." Mu Yu hurriedly went to find the bag and installed it carefully, not daring to look naked. He was topless and left as if to escape.

Seeing Mu Yu going out, Huang Bo, who had been guarding the door, came in and reminded him softly: "Boss, the old man is awake, and his sanity is also clear."

"It doesn't matter, right?" Qin Jinhuan's hands froze in the air while wearing clothes.

Knowing that Qin Jinhuan was referring to the injection of tranquilizers for the old man, Huang Bo shook his voice: "Lei Zhi said everything is fine, but..."

Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Qin Jinhuan didn't question, but just glanced at him lightly.

"The master's family is here too."

"Does he dare to come?!" Qin Jinhuan's eyes changed sharply, and he went out in the next second.