Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 857 - 104 All This Drinking for Nothing

The well-going drinking session was disrupted, nobody would feel happy about that.

Especially when we were almost in the groove, and you suddenly barged in out of nowhere, making our earlier acting seem incredibly awkward.

Over here, Wang Yunxiao staggered to his feet, reeking of alcohol, walked over to Cheng Feng and Li Mumu, positioned himself in front of Li Mumu, and looked at Cheng Feng with a faint mocking smile.

Cheng Feng nodded and smiled, silently taking two steps back.

The saying goes, "Gentlemen admire fair ladies." When I see a familiar beauty, asking a few more questions out of professional instinct—what crime is that?

But reasoning like this isn’t something you can openly declare, especially not to the person in front of you.

I’m an educated person; I won’t stoop to your level.

On the other side, Mu Yuheng was still chatting quietly with Mu Yuming.

"You’ve seen it, my wife is nearing her due date; it’s really inconvenient for her to move around."

"I understand that, but the old master is getting on in years. No matter what, you should go back and see him."

"’No matter what’? Where does that sentiment even come from?"

Mu Yuming removed his glasses and smiled. "You’ve seen it. I’ve had a little too much to drink today; I might say things that aren’t exactly pleasant. Please don’t take it to heart. But the Prince Mansion acting this grand when times have changed—isn’t it a little inappropriate?"

"Previously, I didn’t want to cause conflict with you all, so I chose to speak gently. But the way you’re behaving is just too outlandish—showing up at someone’s house in the middle of the night and waving Old Master Wang’s orders around like some sacred decree. Do you think I’m easy to bully?"

Mu Yuheng shook his head and said, "You’re overthinking it. The old master just wants to see you once, nothing more."

Mu Yuming shrugged and said, "I’ve already explained; it’s inconvenient."

"If that’s the case, then let’s proceed formally."

Mu Yuheng said sternly, "Your bank accounts will be fully frozen starting tomorrow."

"On what grounds?"

"Do you really not know the answer yourself? Did you truly think the money from the Four Seas Commerce Guild would be so easy to take?"

"I’m just a go-between. If you’ve got the guts, go talk to Mr. Zhou."

"Zhou Yaowen isn’t the mayor; don’t treat him as some kind of ’Get Out of Jail Free’ card. He might manage education, but finance is not under his jurisdiction."

"So you’re waiting until the school is built before threatening me, huh?"

Fuming, Mu Yuming chuckled bitterly. "Freeze it if you want; it doesn’t matter to me. Worst case, I’ll just find another job."

"Let’s not say things out of frustration, we’re adults."

Mu Yuheng stood up and said in a low voice, "Keep your family affairs simple, don’t let outsiders be entertained at your expense. My stance remains the same: the old master is elderly and merely hopes to see you and chat for a bit. Think it through after you sober up."

Turning to leave, he glanced at Wang Yunxiao and Li Mumu near the door and smiled. "You’re a good kid. When are you planning to get engaged?"

Wang Yunxiao smiled but said nothing.

Who the hell are you? How is it any of your damn business?

Mu Yuheng turned to Cheng Feng and said, "I originally planned to introduce you here to make an impression, but it seems the lady already has a suitor. Your intel clearly needs work."

Cheng Feng: "???"

I’m not! That’s not true! Please don’t make things up!

"Alright, we’re leaving. Stay put."

Mu Yuheng’s departure was swift and decisive.

Wang Yunxiao headed to the kitchen, watched their car leave through a window, then turned to Li Mumu and clicked his tongue. "Cheng Feng—the eldest young master of the Cheng Family—I’ve heard of him; he’s truly a member of the upper echelon."

"Jealous, are we?"

"No, no, just sighing..."

"I think so too. I was going to make some hangover soup for you, but clearly, it’s unnecessary. You handle your liquor well, Director Wang?"

"Not really... That scare earlier sobered me right up."

Hearing Li Mumu’s pointed jabs, Wang Yunxiao quickly defended himself, "Now my buzz is coming back. Please make that soup while I step into the restroom."

Back at the dining table, the atmosphere was still awkward.

Originally, the plan was to drink each other under the table and use the drunkenness as a chance to spill some heartfelt truths.

But after downing two crates of alcohol, it suddenly became clear—they were both acting. How could anyone keep drinking at that point?

Mu Yuming silently observed Wang Yunxiao, his expression strange.

The kid was indeed slippery—not as simple and honest as he seemed on the surface. Who knows how many schemes are buried inside that mind.

The way he viewed parenting could be described as both progressive and conservative.

Progressive in supporting his daughter’s freedom to choose her own partner. If Li Mumu truly found her ideal match, as a parent, he wouldn’t deliberately make things difficult or interfere.

Conservative in the sense that he supported dating freedom only if it was with marriage as the goal—not as an excuse to go smoking, drinking, getting wild hairstyles, tattoos, or raising boy-toys.

Though Wang Yunxiao came from a poor family and wasn’t particularly upright, if Li Mumu genuinely fancied him, he wouldn’t object.

But playing around—that wouldn’t do. When guys finish playing, they can walk away unaccountable; can you afford to take that risk?

That was the primary reason Mu Yuming invited Wang Yunxiao to dinner today.

It had already been over half a year since she returned to China, so what’s the deal between the two of them? How far have things progressed? Couldn’t they lay everything bare and have a straightforward discussion?

In the end, he had discerned the situation.

Feelings were mutual, yet both were holding themselves taut, determined to engage in a romantic game.

Mu Yuming felt exhausted; his daughter’s temperament was nothing like her mother’s.

Back in Li Ya’s day... Once she had her sights set, she went straight for it; there were no frivolous games.

If not for his own solid physical constitution to suppress her outright, perhaps he would’ve been under her thumb for life.

But that was one matter.

If Wang Yunxiao dared to treat his precious girl poorly, Mu Yuming wouldn’t let him walk away unscathed.

"Yuanxiao..."

"Uncle, let’s call it a night."

Even Wang Yunxiao was feeling somewhat unnerved; he hadn’t expected Boss Mu’s drinking ability to be so impressive. He almost fell into his trap and spilled the truth.

Deep down, Wang Yunxiao understood full well the true purpose of Mu’s dinner—a veritable "Hongmen Banquet."

He simply wanted to put Wang Yunxiao and Li Mumu’s relationship cards on the table.

From a parent’s perspective, this was entirely reasonable. Hanging around someone’s daughter every day without giving a clear explanation just wasn’t right.

But the problem was his relationship with Li Mumu wasn’t exactly what they imagined!

Eldest Miss Li had one persona for the public and another in private. In front of her parents, she was undoubtedly the perfect daughter, but at school... She was the respected and feared big sister.

This woman’s temperament was unusual. To put it plainly, she was akin to a mule—only manageable with gentle coaxing.

Play a little romance? She didn’t mind at all. But the moment you tried to force her to do something, she’d turn her back on you without hesitation.

Wang Yunxiao had no doubt that if he dared to say, "Uncle, Auntie, actually, I have undying feelings for Li Mumu..." or something like that, Li Mumu would immediately reply with, "But I only see you as an older brother!"

That was precisely the kind of thing she would do.