Crippled Master's Young Wife

A man's alluring fragrance came from the tip of his nose, making the warmth want to get closer.    

With a trembling voice, she pushed Du Siqing away. "Senior Brother, stay away from me."    

This time, she did not know who was so hateful, to actually drug her food without anyone knowing.    

But she clearly did not accept the wine that anyone handed over.    

Except for the waiter.    

So, the waiter was the most suspicious.    

Warmth filled his mind and he couldn't care less about it.    

She had to leave this place immediately.    

She couldn't hold on much longer.    

"Nuan, don't push me away. I'll take you to the hospital."    

Du Siqing stared at her warm and pretty face and rolled his throat. He held her slender waist with his big hand and supported her as she staggered towards the elevator.    

He was not a fool.    

The unusual warmth and abnormalities in his body indicated the same thing.    

It was that someone wanted her to have a good time with him.    

He liked her, but it was not to the extent that he would push the boat along and hurt her.    

"Senior brother, I... feel bad."    

Warmth barely managed to control the emotions in her heart, and her vision had already become blurry.    

"Bear with it. Nuan, bear with it."    

How could Du Siqing not feel uncomfortable?    

He was already sweating profusely, but he could only try his best to restrain himself.    

Just as the two of them were about to reach the elevator, a few men in black appeared in front of them and blocked their way.    

"Who are you? Hurry up and move aside."    

Du Siqing's face turned cold, and his heart skipped a beat. Before he could react, a figure flashed in front of him, and a pain came from the back of his neck, causing him to fall into darkness.    

A warm exclamation of surprise rang in his ears.    

It was tragic!    

In the end, they were still unable to escape.    

Presumably, those people who wanted to teach them a lesson should have been watching them from the shadows.    

Who exactly were they?    

What exactly did they want to do!    

...    

At a quiet corner of the street, light music was playing in the coffee shop.    

At the window, Ann Xueyan looked at the woman who got out of the car through the glass window. A ruthless look flashed through her beautiful almond-shaped eyes.    

She had an appointment with Jiang Nan.    

This woman used the recording in her hand to blackmail her. Today, she would make her pay the price she deserved.    

The door of the shop was pushed open and Jiang Nan who entered looked around. She leisurely walked to Ann Xueyan's table and pulled out a chair to sit down.    

"Ann Xueyan, why did you find such a cheap coffee shop to meet?"    

Ann Xueyan stirred the coffee and lowered her eyelids to cover the coldness in her eyes. "Because I don't have money."    

"Pfft, don't complain about being poor in front of me."    

Jiang Nan lightly scoffed and picked up the coffee Ann Xueyan ordered for her to smell. She took another sip and revealed a look of disgust. "Didn't I just ask you to take that little bit of money? For a musician like you, Isn't it just a drop in the ocean?"    

Ann Xueyan lifted her eyes and held her coffee with both hands. Her eyes stared fixedly at Jiang Nan's red lips that had just drank coffee and the corners of her mouth curled up imperceptibly.    

"Why are you looking at me?"    

Jiang Nan raised her chin high, "Don't think that just because you are poor, I will sympathize with you and let you go. You must know that it is all your fault that I have fallen to this stage today. You must take responsibility to the end."    

Hearing this, Ann Xueyan took a sip of coffee and nodded, "I didn't say I wasn't responsible."    

Of course, she would be responsible until she... died!    

"That's right."    

Jiang Nan was very satisfied with Ann Xueyan's attitude. "Ann Xueyan, have you found a new job for me? The one you introduced last time was also called a job? The salary was not half as good as the previous salary. It was tiring to the point of being half dead. Did you not take me seriously?"