Luo Wanxing couldn't see it, but everyone else could see it.

Especially everyone was focusing on looking in, and they saw the man in the room being hooked by a pair of girls' arms. The man wanted to wear pants, but the girl pulled him away.

"I want to..."

The lights were on, and Song Zheyu, who was anxious to wear pants, saw the face of the person he liked clearly, and was shocked:

"Why are you?"

Song Zheyu's legs were so weak that he couldn't stand and sat down. Everyone saw the woman's face.

"Yes... it's Miss Fu... it's Miss Fu in the lounge."

The man screamed in surprise and was covered by a familiar friend next to him: "You're not alive?"

Chen Menghan looked at Fu Mingyao, who was dressed in disheveled clothes in surprise, and couldn't say a word. Why was it her?

Bai Lanxin was full of confusion, and she was full of doubts. What went wrong?

After a glance, the rest of the people looked away.

Fu Mingbo only felt a burst of blood rushing directly from the soles of his feet to the sky spirit cover, and shouted loudly, which scared the people around him to shudder:

"Mingyao, what are you doing?"

Fu Mingyao was still ignorant and seemed to have not heard it at all. She pounced on the sofa and pounced on Song Zheyu: "Are you still a man? Why are you running?"

Fu Rongyuan kindly closed the door of the lounge, and then freed Luo Wanxing in his arms.

"Second uncle, Mingyao obviously has drunk too much. Things have happened. Why not wait until she wakes up before training."

Even if Luo Wanxing didn't read it, he heard it, so there is no need to learn to add to the wrongs:

"Uncle II, didn't you teach Mingyao well last time when you came home? How could this happen? If my grandfather knew about it, he would definitely be angry."

Fu Mingbo burst out of anger and came over, ignoring the two of them, but kicked the door open and then fell on it. Soon, there were slaps and screams of men and women from inside.

Within two minutes, the lounge door was pulled up, and a ball of things came towards him. Fu Rongyuan hugged the girl and avoided it.

It was Song Zheyu who was kicked and flew out. Song Zheyu's whole face had swollen into a pig's head, the corners of his mouth were swollen, and his eyes had been narrowed into a slit. I don't know if he was blind or not. There was a red footprint on his chest, and scratches were everywhere on his back, looking miserable.

Fu Mingbo's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and Song Zheyu hurriedly begged for mercy:

"Master Fu Er, I didn't mean it. I didn't know it was Miss Fu, I thought it was..."

A long leg kicked Song Zheyu in the chest again with a steady accuracy. Fu Rongyuan's kick was full of force, and with the superimposed damage, Song Zheyu squirted out a mouthful of blood and fainted directly.

Luo Wanxing secretly applauded that Song Zheyu thought it was not embarrassing enough, and he wanted to pull himself into the water on such occasions, and he was trash.

Fu Mingbo's eyes swept towards Luo Wanxing and Fu Rongyuan: "Mingyao is not drinking too much, but she has Chinese medicine."

One sentence made everyone present stunned for a few seconds, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether he was really exonerating his daughter.

Fu Mingbo said sharply at Fu Rongyuan:

"This matter was made here. You must give me an explanation and find the person who drugged it, otherwise I will count all of this on your head."

Fu Rongyuan's eyes turned cold and the drinks were ruined. Now if he calls the police to check the person who is drugged, if he can't find it, his second uncle will definitely take advantage of the problem:

"Mingyao has traditional Chinese medicine, why didn't the second uncle go to the hospital immediately? Is it inconvenient? I can arrange someone."

"Don't worry, I've been knocked out. When the medicine works, it will be fine."

Luo Wanxing narrowed his eyes. Fu Mingbo was so quick-witted that in just a short time, he had already thought of the most beneficial words to Fu Mingyao, and he also took the opportunity to suppress Fu Rongyuan, this old fox.

Of course, Fu Mingyao did not have Chinese medicine. Luo Wanxing had indeed thought about letting Fu Mingyao drink the glass of wine that had been drugged, but she didn't want to cause Fu Mingbo to trouble her family, so she drank it herself. At that time, she deliberately went to drink with Fu Mingyao just to dilute the effect of the medicine. After being prepared, she immediately induced vomiting after entering the lounge.

She originally planned to take the opportunity to destroy this dog after Song Zheyu came, but unexpectedly, Fu Mingyao came over and took a knife to destroy her appearance. After being subdued by herself, Luo Wanxing changed her mind and quietly left and went to the bathroom.

Fu Mingyao was so dissatisfied because she had drunk the whole thing. In addition, she was not a reserved person on weekdays, so she naturally didn't know what she had done while drinking.

Now that Fu Mingbo is attacking, Luo Wanxing doesn't want him to succeed:

"Uncle Second, the person who wants to find a drug should naturally know what type of medicine Mingyao is in order to let the police dog search. If you don't send it to the hospital, it's impossible. If you want to check it, you will not be able to check it.

But I have a faster way.

This Song Zheyu was not the VIP invited tonight, but he was able to sneak in and enter the lounge smoothly. I think maybe he would have something to do with the person who drugged it. Second uncle might as well take it back for a good interrogation, so that he might find the person who drugged it faster."

Luo Wanxing’s meaning is very obvious. If you don’t send the hospital to confirm, we will not call the police to check. We will only check if we have confirmed any medicine, otherwise you will ask yourself.

Fu Mingbo glanced at her. Luo Wanxing said something that made him unable to refute. In the end, he could only give up taking the opportunity to attack:

"Take him away."

Seeing Song Zheyu being dragged away like a dead pig, Luo Wanxing felt so happy: when it fell into Fu Mingbo's hands, Song Zheyu was afraid that he would lose his skin even if he didn't die.

The cocktail party ended, and Luo Wanxing accompanied Fu Rongyuan to see off the guests, and finally sent his father home.

Seeing Chen Menghan following Yang Shiyun carefully, Luo Wanxing must have been worried that Song Zheyu would confess her until now, haha...

I just don’t know if Song Zheyu’s bones are hard. It would be great if Chen Menghan could be pulled out, and he would kill two birds with one stone.

Luo Wanxing was in a good mood and her smile was a little brighter. She felt a little hot. She thought she was too busy with social engagements and didn't care at first, but when she got into the car and got closer to Fu Rongyuan beside her, the feeling of thirst and hotness became even worse. She sounded the alarm in her heart.

No, no, I have already induced vomiting, how could it be effective?

What type of medicine Chen Menghan made? It’s so effective that it’s been an hour since it still happened?

Luo Wanxing was glad that most of the medicine was vomited, so she was still able to remain rational now. She hurriedly let go of the man's arm, sat far away from him, and lowered the car window to let the night wind blow away his breath.

"Xing'er, what's wrong?"

Fu Rongyuan leaned over and Luo Wanxing smelled his unique cold fragrance again and breathed tightly:

"No, it's okay. I've drunk too much and I have some headaches. Just breathe in."

After she said this, Fu Rongyuan became worried, raised his hand and stroked her forehead, touching her heat.

"Do you have a fever?"
Chapter completed!