Chapter 71: Drugged! (Part 1)

Chapter 71: Drugged! (Part 1)

In fact, Shen Zhixue was not someone who liked to meddle in others' affairs.

At such banquets, both attendees and hosts usually had their own agendas.

Those who played the game of business warfare had hearts as dirty as the sludge in a sewer. It wasn't surprising if they resorted to underhanded tactics. As long as it didn't involve him directly, Shen Zhixue couldn't be bothered to care. After all, he was in a precarious situation himself, like a drowning man clutching at straws. He had no spare energy to worry about others' problems.

Lu Qingyan peeked out from behind, resting his chin on Shen Zhixue's shoulder, and sighed, "Why'd she leave?"

Shen Zhixue rolled his eyes, "Seems like you didn't want her to go."

Lu Qingyan looked at Shen Zhixue, his blue eyes filled with obvious hints, "I wanted to keep acting with you..."

Before he could finish, Shen Zhixue placed a finger on his lips, signaling him to stay quiet.

Lu Qingyan paused, looking at Shen Zhixue in confusion.

Shen Zhixue pointed to the nearby emergency exit and then to his own ear.

Lu Qingyan fell silent, listening carefully. Sure enough, he heard voices.

Shen Zhixue whispered, "Don't alert the people inside. Who knows what underhanded tactics they're up to? It looks complicated, and it has nothing to do with us. Let's not stir up trouble. We should just slip away quietly."

Lu Qingyan wholeheartedly agreed, taking Shen Zhixue's hand and tiptoeing past the closed emergency exit door.

Shen Zhixue frowned. Although Lu Qingyan's sudden romantic gestures often made him uncomfortable, now wasn't the time to argue or be stubborn. So, he let Lu Qingyan lead him away.

Halfway through, Shen Zhixue's sharp ears caught a key phrase—

"The president of Chengfeng Group."

Shen Zhixue abruptly stopped.

Were they targeting the president of Chengfeng Group?

Wasn't that Jiang Huizhou?

Was Jiang Huizhou at this banquet? And—as the president of Chengfeng Group?

Lu Qingyan, who was suddenly pulled to a stop by Shen Zhixue, turned to look at him, "What's wrong?"

Shen Zhixue pursed his lips and said gravely, "I said we shouldn't meddle, but this seems unavoidable."

Lu Qingyan had also overheard the conversation, "Do you know the president of Chengfeng Group?"

"Not really," Shen Zhixue thought for a moment, then said, "But I can't let them harm him. You go on, I'll take care of it."

Lu Qingyan gave Shen Zhixue an intense look, then suddenly smiled, "What are you talking about? Even if it's meddling, if you want to get involved, I'll stay with you."

Without waiting for Shen Zhixue to respond, Lu Qingyan kicked open the emergency exit door!

The two people hiding behind the door were hit by the falling door and let out agonized screams!

Shen Zhixue reacted swiftly, grabbing one by the collar and growling, "Who are you trying to poison?"

The two were momentarily stunned. Lu Qingyan pushed up his sleeves and chuckled, "Zhi Zhi, you won't get answers like that. Step aside, I'll take care of this."

After a quick glance around and finding no weapons, Lu Qingyan stepped on one man's head, bending down to say, "Answer, or I'll crush your skull under my foot."

Shen Zhixue was momentarily stunned.

Damn.

Lu Qingyan's methods are starting to resemble Wan Chenghan's!

Is this really how the young masters of their elite circle operate?

The man instantly stuttered in fear: "I... I..."

The foot pressing down on his head gradually increased in force, the waxed leather shoe reflecting a cold light under the dim lighting, and the owner of this foot was looking at him with an expressionless gaze, as if he were nothing more than an insect.

"If you can't talk, there's always the other guy," Lu Qingyan said softly. "The first one to talk gets to live."

Upon hearing this, the two men almost simultaneously shouted: "It's... it's the CEO of Chengfeng Group! He came to the banquet today, so..."

Shen Zhixue pursed his lips: "You were going to poison his drink?"

The man quickly replied: "Yes... yes."

Shen Zhixue said in a deep voice: "If I remember correctly, the drinks and food at the banquet are self-serve, right? How can you ensure that the poisoned glass will end up in his hands?"

"We... we have someone set up to deliver it to him," one man trembled as he spoke. "I just supplied the poison; I don't know much else. Can you let me go now?"

Shen Zhixue's expression hardened as he straightened up: "Where have you taken him?"

"I know!" The other man, fearing that saying too little would get him killed by Lu Qingyan, quickly spoke up: "According to the plan, he's supposed to be in Suite 803 upstairs right now..."

Shen Zhixue turned and left, but at the door, he turned back and said: "Lu Qingyan, don't kill them. Just stash them away somewhere. Keep your hands clean."

Lu Qingyan paused, then suddenly smiled with a curve of his lips: "Got it."

"They must know plenty. We need to find out who's behind this. I need to go save someone, the rest is up to you," Shen Zhixue said sincerely. "I owe you one."

Lu Qingyan chuckled and waved his hand: "You're quite the character, Zhi Zhi. Alright, I'll handle it for you. You go ahead, don't be late and end up having to collect your friend's body."

Shen Zhixue left quickly.

There was no way he was going to collect a corpse. Jiang Huizhou would surely pull through; it wasn't his time to die yet. But if he didn't go to save him, someone else would.

How could he let someone else steal the spotlight for such a goodwill opportunity?!

It seemed like Jiang Huizhou's life was on the line, but in reality, it was Shen Zhixue's!!

When Shen Zhixue arrived at Suite 803, out of breath, he found the door ajar, with the sound of water coming from inside. Shen Zhixue quickly pushed the door open and rushed in, shouting: "Jiang Huizhou!"

The sound of something breaking came from the bathroom. Shen Zhixue grabbed a wrench nearby and charged into the bathroom!

The faucet in the bathroom was turned on. Jiang Huizhou's white shirt was drenched, faintly revealing his toned waist underneath, his abs rising and falling with each breath. His face was unusually flushed, and the tear mole under his eye seemed to come alive, adding an extraordinarily enchanting beauty to his face.

The small space was filled with the heavy, intense scent of burning tea leaves.

Shen Zhixue felt as if he'd been hit over the head, freezing him in place.

Beside Jiang Huizhou was another person, his head covered in blood, clearly having been hit by something. The sound of porcelain breaking earlier must have been Jiang Huizhou hitting him!

He looked up at Shen Zhixue who had rushed in, quickly stood up, and pushed past Shen Zhixue to run out!

Shen Zhixue was nearly overwhelmed by the intense scent, his legs weakening. It was that smell again.

It was that scent again, Jiang Huizhou's unique scent that could make Shen Zhixue's body go weak the moment he smelled it.

Shen Zhixue had transmigrated from a normal world, and up until now, he had only encountered a handful of male alphas. He was completely unaccustomed to this feeling of being affected by pheromones.

The bathroom was filled with steam, and only Jiang Huizhou's raspy breathing could be heard.

It took Shen Zhixue a while to react. He quickly turned off the bathroom faucet and then steadied Jiang Huizhou.

"I just heard them downstairs saying they were going to poison you. What's wrong with you?" Shen Zhixue wiped the water droplets off his face, trying hard to ignore the scent in the air. "Did you drink the poison they prepared?"

Jiang Huizhou didn't speak, only smiled slightly and reached out to place his hand on Shen Zhixue's shoulder.

Suddenly, his gaze caught a vivid red mark.

That vivid mark, resting on Shen Zhixue's snow-white skin, was clear and hard to miss.

The smile in Jiang Huizhou's eyes instantly darkened, replaced by a dark, swirling mist.

Shen Zhixue, who was trying to help Jiang Huizhou up, was already soaked, and his disheveled clothes revealed the mark that looked clearly like a hickey.

"Hold on," Shen Zhixue, lacking strength, set Jiang Huizhou down and said, "I'll go get your wheelchair. Did you drink their wine? Do I need to call an ambulance? Or should we make you vomit?"

Jiang Huizhou pursed his lips and stayed silent.

Shen Zhixue's heart sank.

Damn, has he already been poisoned and been rendered mute?

Never mind, I'll call an ambulance first.

Shen Zhixue stood up, intending to go outside to fetch Jiang Huizhou's wheelchair, help him up, and make the emergency call.

But before he could fully stand, his wrist was grabbed by a pair of cold, strong hands.

Shen Zhixue was stunned for a moment, then said dazedly, "I'll go get it for you..."

Before he could finish, the hands suddenly clenched tighter. Shen Zhixue, already weak, was pulled down and collapsed onto Jiang Huizhou.

"What are you doing!" Shen Zhixue frowned and shouted, "What's gotten into you—!"

A cold sensation grazed his neck.

Jiang Huizhou's fingers gripped Shen Zhixue's neck, pinning him firmly in his arms. With just a slight increase in pressure, Jiang Huizhou could easily snap Shen Zhixue's neck.

A chill ran up Shen Zhixue's spine, and he was instantly left speechless.

After a while, Jiang Huizhou slowly loosened his grip, his cold fingertips lightly tracing the red mark on Shen Zhixue's neck. He asked in a hoarse voice, "What is this?"

Shen Zhixue blinked, taking a moment to realize what Jiang Huizhou was referring to. He quickly explained, "Oh, this, it's because of Lu Qingyan..."

He was about to say that it was because Lu Qingyan had asked him to help shake off Jiang Shuiling, so he had pinched the mark himself to create the illusion of a hickey.

But Jiang Huizhou was too impatient. Before Shen Zhixue could finish, he grabbed his collar and cut him off with a kiss.