Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 543 - 543 538 Cry Marriage

Chapter 543: Chapter 538: Cry Marriage Chapter 543: Chapter 538: Cry Marriage “Mu Jiawen, you’re not pretending to have forgotten, are you?”

Wang Xiaole couldn’t believe she didn’t have any impression at all.

Who forgets things to that extent, especially since she remembered very clearly, she hadn’t drunk much that night, just three glasses, at most three glasses of white wine.

Could that really get someone so drunk they blackout?

Then her alcohol tolerance must be terrible.

She clearly remembered, before drinking, when asked, she’d said her tolerance was okay.

Three glasses of low-alcohol white wine, and that’s supposed to be okay?

She felt that Mu Jiawen either truly had a poor alcohol tolerance, or she was deliberately messing with her.

Xu Yan said it was the former, and she tended to agree, after all, they understood this girl’s character, sneaky maneuvers and backstabbing weren’t her style at all.

“Xu Yan can testify for me, you were the one who spiked my wine with white vinegar.”

Surprisingly, Mu Jiawen kept silent this time, not immediately objecting, as if she too was trying to recall if she had done so.

“Look, you remember, don’t you?” Wang Xiaole was smug.

However, what Mu Jiawen said was, “What does wine with white vinegar mixed in taste like?”

Wang Xiaole: ….

She glared at her, furious, “What taste? You added a whole bottle, what else could it taste like besides sour?”

Mu Jiawen briefed her seriously, “Actually, you should thank me, without me, you wouldn’t have been able to drink so much vinegar in one go. And vinegar offers many health benefits, such as eliminating fatigue, regulating the acid-alkaline balance in the blood, aiding digestion and nutritional absorption from food, it also has strong antibacterial properties, and can even help convert excess body fat into energy to be burned, additionally…”

Watching Wang Xiaole’s eyes grow increasingly wide, Mu Jiawen sheepishly stopped talking.

“Additionally what? Why have you stopped, young lady?”

A voice suddenly intruded between the two, giving them both a start.

Neither had noticed someone eavesdropping next to them.

Today Zhu Jin was getting married, anyone coming to the house at this time would either be a Zhu family member or close friends and classmates like them, no outsiders.

The two of them were talking on the balcony and hadn’t noticed when someone else had approached.

Although the newcomer was a bit rude, Mu Jiawen didn’t dwell on it much and finished her sentence perfunctorily, eager to send the person on their way.

But to her surprise, after listening, the middle-aged woman didn’t leave, instead, she cozied up to Mu Jiawen with a smile, “You’re one of Little Jin’s college friends from Beijing, aren’t you? You speak so professionally about the benefits of vinegar, what did you study exactly?”

“She studied veterinary science, specializing in weight loss for pigs.”

“Ah? Veterinary science? Does Beijing University offer that program?”

“Don’t listen to her nonsense,” Mu Jiawen looked at Wang Xiaole with a complex expression. Was this woman not yet sober from her hangover? Had she forgotten that just the night before yesterday, she had been the one to taint her wine with vinegar? And vinegar does have weight loss effects.

She told the middle-aged woman, “I’m not a veterinary student, I study biology.”

“I knew it, I could tell. I’m Little Jin’s aunt. We’re going to have a lot of guests at the house later, if you need anything you can come to me.”

Mu Jiawen nodded and hummed in reply, managing to finally send Aunt Zhu Jin away.

Wang Xiaole glanced at the other’s retreating back, then swept her gaze around the living room, and indeed, she saw a girl sitting motionless in a corner of the sofa, who appeared to be around sixteen or seventeen years old.

She nudged Mu Jiawen with her elbow and whispered, “See that girl? She’s probably Zhu Jin’s cousin, the one who cut up our shawl. The one who was speaking to us just now must be her mom.”

The girl was looking down, her face obscured, but from her posture, it was clear that she was very resistant to being here. The heating was on in the room, yet she wore her down jacket neatly as if she was ready to leave at any moment.

Clearly, she didn’t want to be here.

Perhaps she was pressured by her mom to come.

Wang Xiaole couldn’t help but curl her lip, “She’s seventeen already, not a little kid. To do something like that and still be brought here today, what is Aunt Zhu Jin thinking? Does she want Zhu Jin to be unhappy on her wedding day?”

Mu Jiawen thought about the middle-aged woman they had just seen and felt that she didn’t seem like a schemer, someone with brains, but not too many.

She said, “Maybe Aunt Zhu Jin wants her daughter to apologize to Zhu Jin. After all, they are relatives, and she probably doesn’t want to sever ties completely.”

No sooner had she spoken than Aunt Zhu Jin exited Zhu Jin’s room and went over to the girl, whispered a few words in a low voice, and gave her a stern look. The girl then stood up reluctantly and followed her mom toward Zhu Jin’s room.

“Let’s go, let’s see what’s happening.”

Wang Xiaole loved to join in the excitement and pulled Mu Jiawen along towards Zhu Jin’s room.

But as soon as they reached the doorway, they bumped into a figure rushing out from inside.

“Ouch!”

Caught off guard, Wang Xiaole stumbled backward from the impact, only to be quickly grabbed by the arm by Mu Jiawen, preventing her from falling.

No sooner had she breathed a sigh of relief, than the girl, also jolted backward by the collision, made a sudden dash forward again, and, whether intentionally or not, ended up stepping on one of Wang Xiaole’s feet as she went by.

“Damn it… are your eyes just for breathing?”

Having run out of patience, Wang Xiaole yelled out, ready to go after her, but she was again caught by the arm by Mu Jiawen, who this time pulled harder, almost dislocating her shoulder.

The pain from her foot being stepped on and her arm being pulled twisted her face in agony.

Mu Jiawen didn’t mean to pull her so hard, but the time and place were wrong; it wasn’t appropriate to chase after Zhu Jin’s cousin, no matter what she had done, making a scene wouldn’t be good.

The commotion outside the bedroom had drawn everyone from inside to come out, and Zhu Jin, upon seeing Wang Xiaole, asked Mu Jiawen, “What happened?”

“Just now a girl ran out of your room, she first bumped into Xiaole and then stepped hard on her foot as she ran away, as if she was venting anger! But we don’t know her, it’s so strange.” Mu Jiawen’s pretty face crinkled with confusion.

Stepping on a guest’s foot to vent anger?

Zhu Jin’s expression immediately soured, and she turned to her aunt, her voice cold, “Auntie, are you sure you brought her here to apologize, not to jinx me?”

“What jinxing? What nonsense are you talking about?”

Before Aunt Zhu Jin could respond, Zhu Jin’s mom hurried up, smacked her lightly, and glared at her, “If you can’t speak properly, then keep your mouth shut. You’re about to get married and still so immature…”

As she spoke, her eyes began to redden, partly from anger and partly from looking at Zhu Jin with her makeup done and hair styled, which made her nose feel sore.

Although her future home wasn’t far away, and they knew the family well, and now it wasn’t like the old days, she could always come back home as long as she was in Yunzhou.

But it was different after all!

With this thought, her tears started falling uncontrollably.

Seeing her mom cry, Zhu Jin also couldn’t hold back her tears, “Mom…”