Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 856 - 103 When I Say I Haven’t Drunk Much

The strange competitiveness between men appears completely nonsensical to women.

In Li Mumu’s eyes, her dad and Wang Yunxiao seemed like two lunatics.

One kept saying, "Drink as much as you can," while the other replied, "No, no, if I drink any more, I’ll truly be drunk."

And just like that, they drank their way through an entire six bottles, pushing and egging each other on.

Li Ya was on the side fanning the flames, stirring up trouble...

By the sixth bottle, Wang Yunxiao’s eyes were completely glazed over, sitting at the table almost unresponsive. Mu Yuming had a flushed face, his tongue thickened, yet he was still urging Jiang Yinyin to open another bottle.

"Uncle... I... I really can’t anymore..."

"Don’t try to fool me! You brat aren’t being honest!"

Mu Yuming threw an arm around Wang Yunxiao’s shoulder, laughing. "Yuanxiao, do you know why I brought you home for dinner? Do you get what I mean?"

"I get it!"

"I don’t think you really get it. You’re good at playing dumb, kid."

"Uncle, I don’t like hearing that."

Wang Yunxiao smacked his chest fiercely. "Me? Since childhood, I never knew what it meant to play dumb! Take my group of bros, why do they call me big brother? It’s because when I say something, it’s set in stone, and I never play dumb with them!"

"No, no, see, you’re clearly not drunk enough. You’re still not telling me the truth!"

"I’m speaking only the truth!"

"Not a single thing you say is truthful!"

Usually, when conversation devolves into meaningless rubbish like this, it means the drinking has truly gone overboard. At this point, the brain is already too intoxicated to process complex thoughts and can only respond in the most basic ways.

"You want to talk truth, huh? Okay, tell me, what do you think about Mumu?"

Mu Yuming raised his glass, held Wang Yunxiao close, and whispered.

"Good!"

"What’s good about her?"

"She’s good in every way!"

"No flaws?"

"No flaws!"

"If you say so, I don’t believe it. Tell me, did you two have a fight today?"

"Yes, I made her angry."

"Over what?"

Li Mumu held her chopsticks, quietly leaning in to eavesdrop.

Wang Yunxiao shrugged and answered, "Uncle, you know I’ve been... you know..."

"Ah..."

"When I took her back home, something happened, and then... you know..."

"Oh..."

What kind of code language are you two using?

Li Mumu’s curiosity was piqued, but then she heard Mu Yuming shifting his focus. "Mumu, seriously, Yuanxiao is a public employee now. No matter what, you should give him some respect in public."

What is all this nonsense? I’m just... what now?

Li Mumu looked completely bewildered.

"Yuanxiao, don’t you think what I said is right?"

"Uncle, you’re absolutely right!"

"Alright then, drink to that!"

"Cough, cough... Uncle, I really can’t anymore..."

"We’re celebrating, come on... Just finish what’s in your glass. I’ll take the lead..."

"No, Uncle, please slow down!"

The two of them kept at it, and before anyone realized, they were halfway through the second crate of alcohol.

"I... I’m just going to relieve myself..."

Mu Yuming stood up, forcing his stiffened body upright.

"Uncle, let me help you..."

"No need! I’m not drunk! I can still stand on my own!"

Mu Yuming, leaning against the wall, let out a heavy burp, awkwardly shuffling his way toward the bathroom.

Wang Yunxiao weakly stretched his arm out but ultimately slumped back in his seat, completely incapacitated.

Li Mumu had kicked his shin under the table who knows how many times, but now he felt nothing at all.

"Alright, that’s enough."

Li Mumu muttered sideways in a low tone.

"No... It’s far from over... Tonight I have to... properly keep Uncle company!"

Wang Yunxiao raised his hand, and his glass slipped to the floor, shattering into two pieces.

Mu Yuming turned his head back from the bathroom doorway. "Mumu... grab him a new glass... This brat isn’t being honest. Tonight... watch your dad deal with him..."

Ugh... enough is enough!

Li Mumu heaved a long sigh, feeling like throwing these two disgraceful fools off the balcony.

But just at that moment, there was a knock on the door.

The room instantly fell silent.

Mu Yuming, in the middle of unbuckling his belt, and Wang Yunxiao, who was dry-heaving over the table, both stopped mid-motion.

Li Mumu looked up at the clock on the wall—it was past 9 p.m. Who could be so clueless as to visit at this hour?

Li Ya put down her chopsticks and softly said, "I’m going to rest now. Mumu, go answer the door."

So, you dragged me back here just so I could deal with the visitors, huh?

Li Mumu glanced at the completely immobile Wang Yunxiao, who appeared dead to the world, sighed reluctantly, and walked to the door.

Nanny Wu peeked through the peephole and whispered, "Young miss, it’s someone important, but they look unfamiliar."

Someone important?

Li Mumu thought, what kind of ’important’ person shows up for a visit at 9 p.m.?

When she opened the door, she saw it was someone she knew after all.

Mu Yuheng stood wrapped in an overcoat and wearing a leather hat, with the elder brother of the Cheng siblings, presumably Cheng Feng, standing behind him.

"You must be Li Mumu," Mu Yuheng said, removing his hat with a smile. "Sorry for the sudden visit, truly. But work has been hectic, and I couldn’t come by during the day. I’m here looking for your father."

Li Mumu raised an eyebrow and responded, "My dad drank too much today and is currently vomiting in the bathroom. Not the best timing, I’m afraid."

"..."

The excuse was so outlandishly strong that Mu Yuheng’s face became a canvas of fascinating expressions.

"Mumu, bring the gentlemen in!"

Mu Yuming’s voice echoed from the bathroom.

Li Mumu stepped aside to let them through.

Cheng Feng followed behind Mu Yuheng, giving Li Mumu a curious once-over, chuckling softly. "Miss Li, haven’t we met somewhere before?"

Li Mumu smiled and shook her head. "Sorry, I don’t recall."

"I have a great memory; I never forget a face. You wouldn’t happen to be..."

Cheng Feng began to say, but then his gaze caught sight of someone sitting up straight from slumping over the table.

And suddenly, his entire demeanor shifted to sheer discomfort.

How is he here?

Cheng Feng wasn’t very familiar with Wang Yunxiao, but post-mission collaboration with him and two other captains had left an unforgettable impression.

He started to wonder if things might have gone awry if he hadn’t agreed to cooperate back then—whether those hard-nosed men might have taken more drastic measures.

Mu Yuheng glanced at the corner of the room where empty bottles were stacked against the wall, then turned his eyes toward Mu Yuming emerging from the bathroom, nodding slightly. "Apologies for interrupting your family dinner."

"No need to apologize, Mr. Mu. You just got off work? How about sitting down and having a bite with us?"

"Yes, just finished for the day and thought to stop by. I see your lights were still on, so I came up. Before New Year’s, if you have any spare time, you should return to the Prince Mansion for a visit."