My Virtual Girlfriend-Chapter 361: So What If He’s Arrogant and Tsundere, He Still Ended Up in This Old Lady’s Bed?

Chapter 361: Chapter 361: So What If He’s Arrogant and Tsundere, He Still Ended Up in This Old Lady’s Bed?

The clamor from the three people in the back successfully caught the attention of He Ruifeng and the others walking in front.

They couldn’t help but turn their heads to look back.

Then they saw an extremely odd scene: He Mengxue was hugging Chen Yan and giggling, while Qin Ming was holding onto his groin, lying on the ground, yet looking incredibly pitiful.

Seeing this, He Ruifeng’s brow slightly furrowed, and he asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"

Meng Xue, noticing her father looking over, quickly let go of Chen Yan’s hand and pretended to be good natured as she said, "It’s nothing, Dad. Qin Ming accidentally bumped his head."

He Ruifeng: ??

Everyone: ????

Bumped his head, holding his groin, lying on the ground?

My daughter couldn’t possibly be an idiot... No, could she be treating me like an idiot?

Just then, possibly realizing the nonsense she had blurted out was a bit too flimsy, Meng Xue ever so slightly kicked Qin Ming with her foot, signaling him to play along.

What could Qin Ming do?

He gave Meng Xue a look of anger and resentment, then looked at Chen Yan with a face full of grievance before saying to He Ruifeng, "Yes, uncle. I accidentally bumped my head."

He Ruifeng: .....

Everyone: ...

Even though he knew these three must be up to no good, there were outsiders present now, and he had to maintain his family’s face, so He Ruifeng didn’t say much. He simply nodded, then glared at Meng Xue and said, "Okay, stop the commotion. Help your cousin up."

After speaking, he put back on a smile and said to the group of second-generation elites, "They’re just fooling around. It’s nothing. Let’s continue our conversation."

Although the second-generation elites found something seemed off, they knew it was inappropriate to ask, so they too quickly plastered on smiles and continued chatting with He Ruifeng.

After He Ruifeng and the others had left, Chen Yan looked at Qin Ming lying on the ground and then at the triumphant Meng Xue. He finally gave up on the idea of continuing to seek help from him.

Poor little brother Qin Ming had suffered enough; it was better to let him off the hook.

Otherwise, he’s really going to end up beaten like a scrambled egg....

As for Meng Xue...

Chen Yan hesitated before deciding... to let Meng Xue take him home.

As long as he was careful, he probably wouldn’t lose his dignity.

So, like that, Chen Yan "voluntarily" and "coercively" went with Meng Xue to the parking lot.

Meng Xue had also been drinking and couldn’t drive, so with a phone call, she summoned a driver, Uncle Gong, to take them home in her car.

Before getting into the car, Chen Yan had thought everything would be fine, but once the car started moving, he felt he was in trouble.

Because, once the car started and began to sway, he felt his drunkenness surging up, and he became dazed and sleepy.

But even so, he still forced himself to stay alert and told the driver his home address, asking him to take him home.

While he struggled to speak, Meng Xue just rested her chin in her hand and watched him curiously, not disputing at all.

However, after Chen Yan had finished speaking and his eyelids began to battle each other, he slowly drifted off to sleep. Meng Xue gently placed his head on her shoulder and then told the driver, "Uncle Gong, to my place."

The driver known as Uncle Gong turned his head to look at Meng Xue upon hearing this and said, "Miss, after all, Mr. Chen is a guest."

Meng Xue authoritatively replied, "Don’t worry, I’ll take the responsibility for anything that happens."

Driver: .....

The driver swallowed nervously; he really didn’t want to get involved.

But having worked for the He family for so many years, he well knew Meng Xue’s status and methods in the He family...

So, after hesitating for a moment, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Then you have to talk to the boss for me."

Meng Xue nonchalantly "hmm"ed, then tenderly looked at Chen Yan with a slight smile.

Wandering in his slumber, didn’t Chen Yan feel like he was being sold out? His eyelids fluttered, and his brows furrowed as if he were uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Meng Xue thought for a moment, gently laid Chen Yan’s head down, and let it rest sideways on her lap while she gently stroked his hair and genially patted his chest.

Under her comforting, Chen Yan’s expression gradually calmed, and his breathing became more stable.

And Meng Xue, who had been quite rowdy in front of Chen Yan before, now became much quieter.

She rested her chin on her hand and just watched Chen Yan tenderly...

After a while, the car arrived downstairs at Meng Xue’s place.

Initially, the driver wanted to help Meng Xue carry Chen Yan upstairs, but she refused.

She looped Chen Yan’s arm around her neck, then, with one hand supporting Chen Yan, she managed to lead the staggering man up the stairs and into her home.

Luckily for her, the apartment had an elevator; otherwise, it would have been quite the struggle to get Chen Yan, a large man, home.

Once home, Meng Xue struggled to support Chen Yan while reaching for the wall switch. After finding it, she tapped it lightly and the hallway light dimly lit up.

"Hmm~" she hummed as she exerted herself to get Chen Yan through the door, then closed it behind them.

Then, guided by the faint light, she wobbled with Chen Yan all the way to her bedroom.

With a kick to push the door open, Meng Xue brought Chen Yan to the edge of the bed and gently laid him down.

Having come all this way, she was incredibly tired. So after putting Chen Yan down, she placed her hands on her hips and looked over the sleeping man exhaling huge gasps of breath.

After resting for a couple of minutes and catching her breath, she then lightly kicked Chen Yan’s foot and muttered, "Why are you so heavy! You weren’t this heavy last time. Have you gained weight recently?"

Chen Yan, deep in his drunken stupor, had no way of responding to her.

But she didn’t mind, after "complaining," she grumpily squatted down and began to take off his shoes.

Perhaps it was the alcohol sweat, but Chen Yan’s feet were a bit smelly. As soon as she took off his left shoe, the stench made her gag a bit. Nonetheless, she didn’t give up, continuing to remove the other shoe while fanning the air in front of her nose.

After the shoes were off, Meng Xue set them aside, then half-knelt on the ground to take off his socks.

Once everything was removed, she grabbed Chen Yan’s legs with both hands and hefted them onto the bed.

Having finished all that, she wearily wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.

Despite being trained in martial arts since she was young, she was no superwoman like Brother Ying. Managing a fit man like Chen Yan with her small arms and legs was indeed tiring.

But seeing Chen Yan finally "handled onto the bed," Meng Xue was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

’Hmph! So what if you’re haughty? You’re still in my bed, aren’t you?!’

’Wait, no! Why do you still end up in my bed for the second time?’

Even people in their sleep will usually find a comfortable position, so after Meng Xue got him onto the bed, Chen Yan turned over on his own and lay spread-eagle on the bed.

Meng Xue watched his "unreserved" manner and chuckled lightly, "Just a moment ago you didn’t want to come, right? Now you like it here?"

After saying that, she caught her breath a few times, rested by the bed for a while, then left the bedroom.

After Meng Xue left, the bedroom fell into silence and darkness...

It’s unclear how much time passed, perhaps five minutes or maybe half an hour.

The door was pushed open again and Meng Xue, now in a nightgown and carrying a basin of hot water, came in.

The basin seemed quite heavy, and she struggled a little with the weight.

Setting the basin by the bed, Meng Xue took the towel that had been on top, submerged it in the hot water, wrung it out, and wiped Chen Yan’s face.

The hot towel was extremely comforting, but it also brought a moment of clarity to the sleeping Chen Yan.

He fumbled with the towel while drunkenly saying, "Stop it, Man Man."

Upon hearing Chen Yan’s words, Meng Xue’s motion stiffened for a moment.

But after just a second, as if she had heard nothing, she continued to wipe his face.

After cleaning his face, she washed the towel again, then sat on the bed, unbuttoned Chen Yan’s shirt, and carefully wiped his neck and chest.

A hot towel on the neck and chest can be quite comforting for a drunk person.

After wiping him down, Meng Xue squatted down to rinse the towel once more.

As she was about to pick up the basin to get fresh water for washing Chen Yan’s feet, she suddenly remembered Chen Yan calling out to Lu Man and became annoyed. Forgoing a water change, she straight up moved Chen Yan’s feet into the basin!

Actually, Chen Yan’s face wasn’t dirty, and the water in the basin was clean, so using it to wash his feet wasn’t really a problem.

But to Meng Xue, it felt like "revenge."

So there she was, squatting on the ground, scrubbing Chen Yan’s feet and saying vindictively, "Man Man, your sister’s Man Man! Look at you, who’s by your side when you’re drunk!"

"All those little fox spirits, those wildflowers! Sooner or later, I’ll drive them away!"

"It’s infuriating!"

As she scrubbed his feet, Meng Xue suddenly paused and laughed, "If only I washed your feet before wiping your face, that would have been sweet revenge!"

Perhaps the scenario she imagined was too gratifying, but Meng Xue couldn’t help bursting into laughter.

The sleeping Chen Yan was disturbed by the laughter and flailed his hand muttering, "Be quiet..."

Even though she knew Chen Yan was talking in his sleep and wasn’t fully conscious, Meng Xue still immediately quieted her laughter.

She pouted and gave Chen Yan a small, sulkily tender look before continuing... silently washing his feet...

Before long, she finished washing Chen Yan’s feet. Meng Xue didn’t mind his wet feet, just placed them on her slender legs.

Then she took another towel and began to dry his feet.

After that was done, she placed Chen Yan’s feet back on the bed.

She stood up, knocking on her waist a bit wearily.