"Fine, I'll drink."
Feng Lulu understood He Zixing's intentions, but she never expected him to drug her juice!
The two of them clinked glasses and drained them in one gulp.
After downing two glasses of liquor in a row, He Zixing started to feel dizzy.
However, when he saw that Feng Lulu had drunk the entire glass of juice, a brilliant smile spread across his face.
Feng Lulu felt nothing, rely glancing at the ti every now and then.
"Lulu, how about a dance?"
Suddenly, He Zixing swayed to his feet, the smile on his face growing even more brilliant.
"Sorry, I don't know how to dance," Feng Lulu demurred.
"Well, if you don't know, I can teach you."
He Zixing walked over to Feng Lulu, bowing and extending his hand in a very courteous gesture.
"Let finish eating first."
There was no way Feng Lulu was going to give He Zixing an opportunity to touch her.
He Zixing wasn't angry. On the contrary, he grinned with relish, his eyes fixed on Feng Lulu, scrutinizing her. "All right. After you've had your fill, it'll be my turn to eat..."
Feng Lulu didn't catch the hidden aning and simply ignored him.
He Zixing looked Feng Lulu up and down. 'Although she's not that well-developed in a certain area, she's still a total feast for the eyes!'
'And she's only nineteen. She must still be a virgin!'
He wasn't in a hurry. He just had to wait for the drug to take effect, and Feng Lulu would offer herself to him willingly.
A short while later.
"I... why am I a little dizzy?"
Feng Lulu finally realized sothing was wrong and quickly turned to look at He Zixing.
"Are you not feeling well? Co back to the hotel with . My grandmother's dical skills are miraculous." He Zixing feigned concern, his face a mask of solicitousness.
"I'm not going to the hotel, and don't you touch !" Feng Lulu's sense that sothing was deeply wrong grew stronger.
In the air-conditioned room, a sheen of sweat began to form on her skin, and she felt an embarrassing, unntionable sensation in a certain part of her body.
"If you won't go to the hotel, then here it is!"
Finally, seeing Feng Lulu's eyes fluttering and her body beginning to react, He Zixing, emboldened by the liquor, threw his arms around her.
Feng Lulu was terrified!
Her worst fears were coming true!
She wanted to scream, hoping Jiang Xinghai would appear in ti.
But He Zixing wrapped one arm around her and clamped his other hand over her mouth, causing tears to stream down her face instantly.
CRASH!
Suddenly, the door was kicked open.
Fresh tears stread down Feng Lulu's face. 'At the critical mont, Jiang Xinghai has finally appeared!'
"He Zixing, son of the Central State's He Family?"
The question, laden with authority, was voiced by Qu Xiangrui, the owner of First-grade Pavilion, as he walked in.
It wasn't Jiang Xinghai.
Jiang Xinghai knew full well that the assessnt Nong Cuiru had scheduled was the day after tomorrow, and he didn't want to show his face before then.
"Don't you know who I am? Scram!"
He Zixing roared in anger and moved to shove Feng Lulu down onto the sofa in the corner.
"You're the one who should scram!"
Qu Xiangrui darted forward in a single stride, his large hand shooting out to grip He Zixing tightly by the neck. "Miss Feng is a dear friend of a senior of mine. How could I possibly allow you to offend her?"
SLAP!
A vicious slap sent He Zixing crumpling to the floor, unconscious on the spot.
"Where's Brother Xinghai?"
"I... I feel awful..."
Feng Lulu writhed on the sofa, praying for Jiang Xinghai to appear quickly.
"Lulu, don't worry. I'm here."
An afterimage flickered, and in the next instant, Jiang Xinghai was there.
Imdiately after, two silver needles landed on Feng Lulu's body.
Feng Lulu imdiately passed out.
Jiang Xinghai scooped Feng Lulu into his arms, and with a swift motion of his hand, a silver needle landed in the back of He Zixing's head.
"Take him to Nong Cuiru. Tell that madwoman she'll find out the day after tomorrow whether her grandson lives or dies."
Jiang Xinghai hadn't critically injured He Zixing. He had only damaged his brainstem, turning him into a simpleton.
It would not be too late to decide the man's fate during Jishan Hall's assessnt the day after tomorrow.
It is only proper to return a favor.
Since Nong Cuiru held Jishan Hall in such contempt, it was only natural for Jiang Xinghai to return the favor.
"Mr. Jiang, if Granny Nong asks about this..." Qu Xiangrui began. He had only broken down the door to save Feng Lulu because he felt pressured by Jiang Xinghai.
But He Zixing was from a dical and Martial Family in Central State; they were people he couldn't afford to provoke.
"The man's a simpleton now; he won't know you were here. Just say he was in an accident on the road."
Jiang Xinghai gave a knowing smile as he walked out with Feng Lulu in his arms. "It's just a dical and Martial Family from Central State. What are you so afraid of?"
Qu Xiangrui nodded firmly, hoisted He Zixing over his shoulder, and left.
anwhile, Jiang Xinghai carried Feng Lulu to the makeshift dining table in the ergency corridor. A misty aura of energy gathered in his palm, which he then slowly infused into her body.
Then, he glanced toward the Plum Blossom Hall on the ninth floor. Seeing Shen Lingxue and Ma Long still chatting, he nodded to himself.
"Brother Xinghai..."
Just then, Feng Lulu's drowsy eyes fluttered open.
Before Jiang Xinghai could respond, she threw her arms around his neck. "Just now... I was scared to death. Did he... did he do anything to ?"
As she spoke, she subconsciously reached out to touch a certain part of her body.
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