She Lost Memory Before the Divorce-Chapter 107 - : Huo Tingxiao’s Pettiness

Chapter 107: Chapter 107: Huo Tingxiao’s Pettiness

Mu Lan woke up feeling like her head was about to explode.

As she opened her eyes to the familiar scene, she was a bit slow to process her surroundings.

Huh? Wasn’t she at Gu Xiaoman’s place, drinking with her last night? How did she… get home?

She reached out to touch her empty and sore stomach, regretting drinking so much; she really went all out to accompany her best friend.

After washing up and heading downstairs, Huo Tingxiao was sitting on the living room sofa, dealing with work on his pad.

“Drink this hangover soup first.”

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Li Sao brought over a bowl of hangover soup.

“Thank you, Li Sao.”

Just as Mu Lan took a sip, Huo Tingxiao spoke up indifferently.

“Drink less in the future.”

His tone revealed neither happiness nor anger, causing Mu Lan to glance at Huo Tingxiao’s expressionless face.

“Did I… do something yesterday?”

This question made Huo Tingxiao pause his eating, staring at her unblinkingly as if he could see right through her.

Mu Lan instinctively shifted backward, clearly feeling guilty.

“Don’t stare at me like that.”

Huo Tingxiao put down the pad in his hand, looking as if he was ready to have a serious talk.

“You’ve forgotten?”

“I just drank with Gu Xiaoman, and then… then there was no after.

Mu Lan honestly couldn’t remember, but judging by Huo Tingxiao’s reaction, something significant must have happened.

Did she force herself on him after declaring herself an overlord? No no no no, that couldn’t be; she woke up with her clothes intact. Did she go wild from the alcohol? Or did she do something earth-shatteringly outrageous?

“No after?”

Huo Tingxiao narrowed his eyes, asking word by word, his tone so cold that Mu Lan felt a chill down her spine.

“I—”

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The sudden sound of a phone ringing interrupted their conversation. Mu Lan picked up the phone; it was a call from Gu Xiaoman, which she casually answered.

“Hello?”

“Lanlan, are you… are you okay?”

“Just a bit of a headache and an upset stomach, what’s up?”

Mu Lan found Gu Xiaoman’s tone a bit odd and couldn’t shake a foreboding feeling.

Gu Xiaoman was also somewhat confused, not expecting Mu Lan’s memory to fail her so.

“You didn’t blackout from the drinking and forget everything, did you? Yesterday… ”

“Yesterday? What happened yesterday?”

“Yesterday you got drunk and insisted on calling Huo Tingxiao. You even called him a ‘jerk,’ summoned him over, insulted him at my place, and demanded he make it clear whether he likes you or not. You clung to him like an octopus, do you not remember any of this?

I… I’m so sorry, baby, I didn’t keep you from leaving. I succumbed to Boss Huo’s powers, could only let him carry you off, didn’t dare disobey.”

Mu Lan was dumbfounded, not knowing where to rest her gaze.

Had she gone mad? She actually called Huo Tingxiao a jerk? And pressured him to say whether he liked her or not? What in the world?

“Okay, okay, stop talking, I’m hanging up.”

She didn’t want to hear any more details and quickly hung up the phone. Gu Xiaoman, sighing upon hearing the beep from her phone, thought she might hear some sensational follow-up, but this girl didn’t remember a thing.

But perhaps it was for the best she didn’t remember, it was time for Huo Tingxiao to face some consequences and level the playing field. The man must be internally retching, having to deal with Mu Lan’s advancements and then her escape. Served him right to feel frustrated.

“That was Gu Xiaoman,”

Huo Tingxiao’s statement was a declarative one, spoken with absolute certainty. Mu Lan wanted to deny it, but figured there was no point in playing games at this time and simply admitted it.

“Yeah, she was asking if I was feeling alright, just showing some concern.”

Mu Lan pretended it was nothing, but she was feeling incredibly guilty. She didn’t even want to think about what her babbling might have caused Huo Tingxiao’s face to turn into.

“You only asked that?”

Huo Tingxiao obviously intended to question her relentlessly, but Mu Lan decided to play dumb to the end.

“What else could it be? What else should I ask? Oh my, I drank too much yesterday, I can’t remember a thing, you… you shouldn’t take it seriously.”

Playing dumb again? Huo Tingxiao was not willing to let her off the hook. She must have tasted sweetness and always thought to muddle through.

“You kept calling me a dog of a man, pinching my face as if kneading a bun. You expect me not to take it seriously? Oh right, you also asked if I really liked you or not.

Well, which one do you want me to not take seriously? To act as if it never happened.”

Madam Li was stunned, she hadn’t expected that there was such… spicy interaction between the two yesterday?

In such a situation, it was better for her to quietly disappear.

In the living room, there was less than ten meters between them, but the overwhelming presence of Huo Tingxiao made it impossible for Mu Lan to find a place to hide.

If she couldn’t hide, she had no choice but to confront the situation head-on.

“Then just pinch me back, call me a bitch a couple of times. As for the last question, I’ll answer it for you now—I don’t like you. Is that satisfactory?”

Huo Tingxiao’s expression turned cold as he watched her with her neck stiffened, the look of someone ready to explain but prepared to face death.

“If you don’t like me, who do you like?”

He put down the pad in his hand, stood up from the sofa, and moved step by step closer to Mu Lan.

Mu Lan was so frightened her hair stood on end, nervously watching his approach.

“And why should you care who I like?”

Huo Tingxiao narrowed his eyes, cornering her to the edge of the dining table. Mu Lan was still holding an empty bowl, terrified that it would shatter with a mere trembling of her hand.

Fortunately, her waist was flexible, and her body nearly arched back into a ‘C’ shape until she almost lay on the table, then Huo Tingxiao stopped.

“What did you say?”

“You… don’t come so close to me.”

“Yesterday you were even closer to me.”

“…”

Mu Lan desperately wanted to cover his mouth, but given the current situation, she was utterly helpless—like a fish on the chopping block.

Huo Tingxiao observed every expression on her face, the corners of his mouth lifting in a taunting manner. He followed her wrist and took the empty bowl from her hands, placing it gently on the table.

The warmth of his palm lingered where it touched, sending a sizzle of heat along her fingertips and straight to Mu Lan’s heart.

“Why aren’t you speaking? Weren’t you rather fierce yesterday? Now you’re pretending to be a good little kitty?”

Mu Lan rolled her eyes at him. With them in such a posture, did it seem like they could have a proper conversation?

“Huo Tingxiao, you’re clearly bullying me!”

“How am I bullying you?”

“You…”

Looking at Huo Tingxiao, Mu Lan stubbornly retorted against her better judgment:

“You’re taking advantage of the fact that I blacked out from drinking and slandering me wantonly.”

“Didn’t Gu Xiaoman remind you just now?”

“No.”

“Yun Xi!”

At Huo Tingxiao’s call, Yun Xi emerged from nowhere.

Mu Lan thought, ‘You’ve got to be kidding me?’ Were they really going to have a confrontation right here and now? Why is Huo Tingxiao, a grown man, so petty?!

“Mr. Huo.”

Yun Xi looked at the difficult position the two were in, slightly taken aback, but then resumed his usual expressionless face.

“Tell Mrs. Huo about what happened yesterday.”

Mu Lan’s heart raced, her eyes widened. ‘Could this be a public execution?’ she thought.

Huo Tingxiao, you old scoundrel, you’re so wicked!