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Chapter 1290: won’t beat me to death with a fist, right?
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Chapter 1290: Chapter 1290 won’t beat me to death with a fist, right?

When Zhou Huainan came out of the apartment, he saw Gu Mian sitting on the stairs downstairs. Gu Mian had just sent him a message on the taxi driver’s wechat, asking him to help pay the fare and then ask him to come out to pick her up.

He thought she was joking.

He didn’t expect it to be true.

“What happened to you? Did you quarrel with your husband?”Zhou Huainan asked.

“Quarrel? I guess so. Anyway, I have nowhere to go now. You have to take me in for two days until I find a place to live,”Gu Mian said.

“Then your husband… Won’t beat me to death with his fist, will he?”Zhou Huainan had a bad impression of that man now.

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“…”

“Are you afraid of me just because of that little bit of talent of yours?”Gu Mian stood up and glared at him, then turned around and walked inside.

“You can’t say that. As the saying goes, a person should know his own limits! I’m definitely no match for your husband when it comes to fighting.”

“…”

Gu Mian arrived at Zhou Huainan’s house. She wanted to go and rest, but she was in a bad mood, so she asked, “Do you have any alcohol at home?”

“Yes, I do…”

“Bring it here, drink some.”Gu Mian turned around and walked into the living room.

“…”

Zhou Huainan looked at her and could only helplessly go and get the wine.

Gu Mian opened the bottle and started drinking. Zhou Huainan wanted to stop her, but Gu Mian said, “Just let me drink it. These days, these things are weighing down on my heart. I’m about to break down… let me drink it. Maybe I’ll feel better when I’m drunk.”

“Okay, if you want to get drunk, I’ll drink with you.”Zhou Huainan opened a bottle of beer for himself and drank with her.

Gu Mian’s tolerance for alcohol wasn’t good either. She was already dizzy after drinking a few glasses at home, so after half a bottle of wine, Gu Mian completely fainted.

Drunk, she hugged the bottle of wine and cried and laughed.

The doorbell suddenly rang. Zhou Huainan stood up somewhat puzzled, wondering who would come looking for him at this time?

When he reached the door and saw the person outside clearly, he was so scared that his tiger-like body trembled. It was over. Gu Mian’s husband had come looking for him.

Zhou Huainan looked at the girl who was crying loudly and felt that he might be beaten into a concussion by this person!

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Just as he was hesitating between opening the door and not opening it, Tang Zui began to slam the door hard.

Zhou Huainan decisively chose to open the door..

“Gu Mian’s husband, Hello…”Zhou Huainan took the initiative to greet him.

As soon as the door was opened, Tang Zui heard Gu Mian’s crying. His expression changed, and he immediately rushed in. He came to the living room and saw the girl who was crying while hugging a bottle of wine. His heart started to hurt like it was being pricked by Needles!

“Who told you to let her drink wine? ! What are your intentions towards her? !”Tang zui grabbed the man behind him, and Zhou Huainan was dragged over by him like a chick.

“No… No… I didn’t give her wine. She was in a bad mood and insisted on drinking… i… I couldn’t stop her. I swear that I have absolutely no intentions towards Gu Mian!”Zhou Huainan immediately raised his hand to guarantee.

Tang zui pushed him away and walked over to carry Gu Mian home.

“Go Away! Don’t Hug Me!”Gu Mian pushed him hard.

“Mian Mian, I’ll take you home.”

“Home? I don’t have a home! I don’t have a home!”Gu Mian cried out in despair, her tears falling down like beads.

“What did I do wrong? My mother doesn’t want me anymore. She Won’t let me go home. She said she won’t let me go home… I thought I still had a home, but Tang zui… that’s not my home either!”Gu Mian shook her head.

“No, that’s your home. That’ll always be your home.”Tang zui hugged her.