Chapter 297

Lin Muyan's body was too weak. After tossing all day, Lin Miao lay on the sofa, his tired eyelids were like lead, and soon fell asleep.

When he put down his hand, Lin Muyan took his suit and coat and put it on Lin Miao.

The black purple suit coat was put on Lin Miao's body. Lin Muyan raised his eyebrows and looked at it.

He has been ill and his face is very pale. With the color of this suit, there is an unspeakable beauty.

This woman seems to know more about clothes than acting.

With a smile, Lin Muyan got up, opened the door of the lounge and went out.

When he drank the wine, he didn't feel anything, but after drinking it, he felt a little stuffy in the lounge and dizzy. He wanted to take a breath.

Lin Muyan went out of the lounge and didn't go to the scene of the party. Instead, he went to the open-air balcony not far away, found a rattan chair and sat down.

"Brother Nian, you hate it. Don't do this."

As soon as he sat down, Lin Munian heard a whiny female voice coming from behind the flowers, with a charming and shy tone.

"Baby, you asked me to come here for a drink. Isn't that what you want? Now you say no. It's a little fake."

Don't think about it. Lin Muyan knows who it is.

The irritability that had just been pressed down by the wine surged up again after hearing Lin Munian's voice.

He knew his brother liked mischief, but he didn't expect him to mischief to this extent.

Not far away are media reporters. He dared to openly flirt with women here.

He doesn't think his reputation is bad enough, does he?

Standing up from the rattan chair, Lin Muyan walked towards the source of the sound with a little instability.

Lin Munian is behind the flowers. As soon as Lin Muyan stands up, his walking voice can be heard.

"Year..."

"Shh"

Hearing the footsteps, Lin Munian suddenly covered the mouth of the woman around him with his hand and looked in front of the flowers. He just looked at Shanglin Munian's cold eyes.

"Big..."

Lin Munian was surprised again and almost blurted out the word big brother.

As a result, it was clear that the visitor was Wen Yixia. Lin Munian suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, loosened the woman around him and stood up.

Lin Muyan's eyes fell on a pair of tarot cards between Lin Munian and the female artist. His eyes narrowed and asked, "what are you doing?"

"We..." the female artist wanted to explain, but Lin Munian said first: "what are we doing and what does it have to do with you?"

He didn't forget how the woman taught him in front of his brother just now.

"Wen Yixia, what are you doing here if you don't guard my eldest brother?" Lin Munian asked, "is it because my eldest brother's body is too weak to satisfy you, a debauchery woman, so..."

"Bang"

Before Lin Munian finished, Lin Munian waved his fist directly.

"Ah... Brother Nian... Brother Nian, are you okay?"

When the female artist saw that Lin Munian was beaten, she was startled and screamed. She hurried to check Lin Munian's injury.

"Get out"

Pushing aside the women around him, Lin Munian spit out a mouthful of blood and stared fiercely at the woman who beat him in front of him, "why, I'm angry when I say it?"

Lin Muyan looked at him coldly, "your etiquette tutors have learned from the dog's stomach?"

"As the second young master of the Lin family, is that how you insult others?"