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As Qing Wenyu set the teacup aside and turned back, Song Zhenbao suddenly dropped her water cup and crashed into his arms, wrapping her hands around his neck. Her cheeks were flushed, and her alluring eyes sparkled with unshed tears as she stared at him without blinking.
He reached out to push her away, but she clung tightly, refusing to let go.
"What do you want from me?" Qing Wenyu tilted his head slightly, a shadow passing over his eyes. "This position isn't very appropriate."
"I want to ask you, knowing everything they’ve done, do you think there’s still a need for you and Song Pearl to continue?"
Song Zhenbao sensed Qing Wenyu's rejection, her heart fluttering slightly. She unwound her arms from him and twisted her slender waist to sit beside him.
"Who did all this?" Qing Wenyu asked.
"Don't play dumb!" Song Zhenbao laughed. "Wu Qiang did so much to make you leave Song Pearl; don't you already know? I'm just a pawn in his game too... Can you still tolerate such manipulation? We were supposed to get married, yet we’re treated like fools!"
Tears of laughter filled her eyes as she reached for the water cup beside her.
"You know?" Qing Wenyu raised an eyebrow at her, his gaze weary. "This has nothing to do with you, Treasure. Actually, I have a good impression of you; I've always regarded you as my innocent junior sister!"
"No need for that! This afternoon, you even let me link arms with you while shopping! We're not siblings; don’t pretend you feel nothing for me!" Although there was a hint of accusation in Song Zhenbao's voice, it remained gentle. "I know. You have feelings for me, right? Our relationship is even better than yours with Song Pearl, isn’t it?"
Qing Wenyu stood tall, quietly observing her hopeful gaze without speaking. He vaguely felt something was off in his body; his heart seemed to thump heavily as if it had been struck. Could it be that drinking too much had hurt his stomach?
But he had felt much better just moments ago.
Song Zhenbao's red lips continued to move as she spoke. "Wen Yu, forget about Song Pearl. There are no feelings between you two; there's not even a benefit to your relationship—she can't help you at all. She will only bring you trouble!"
With a smile on her face, she stood up and walked over to him, resting her hand on his arm and looking at his chiseled features with concern. She raised her hand to wipe the sweat beading on his forehead. "Do you feel a bit anxious right now? It’s okay; just sleep it off, and everything will be fine. After a good sleep, you'll realize that I am the most important person in your life!"
She smiled gently, unaware that this smile had already been laced with poison.
Qing Wenyu's forehead was bulging with veins, sweat pouring out as his body trembled slightly.
"I'm feeling a bit unwell." His hand gripped the table, his lips trembling. "Please help me call an ambulance!" The words came out with great difficulty.
Song Zhenbao, however, seemed not to hear him. She continued to smile gently, full of confidence. "It's okay, just lie down for a bit. I'll help you to bed."
Supported by Song Zhenbao, Qing Wenyu walked toward the bed, his consciousness gradually fading. Before he closed his eyes, he saw Song Zhenbao's dreamy smile.
"Be good and have sweet dreams!" Song Zhenbao tenderly covered him with a blanket, not doing anything out of line. She knew that once he woke up tomorrow, his heart would belong to her; she wasn't in a hurry.
Lying on the bed, Qing Wenyu still had beads of sweat on his forehead, but Song Zhenbao didn't mind. She believed this was a natural reaction after taking the medication.
The pill was a forgetfulness drug that could erase memories. As long as one carved the name of the person they wanted him to forget onto the tablet beforehand and then took it, that person would forget them upon waking up and would fall in love with the first person they saw.
Now, all she needed to do was wait until tomorrow morning when he opened his eyes and saw her; everything would go smoothly from there without any obstacles.
By the time things wrapped up at the Branch Office, Song Pearl should have already met with an accident... Thinking of this made her unable to suppress a laugh; she felt no trace of drunkenness and her mind was exhilarated.
As she turned off the lights in the room and prepared to leave, she realized that the computer was still on. This would disturb Qing Wenyu's sleep! So she gently walked over and shook the mouse to turn off the computer. The mouse moved, and the computer screen lit up, displaying an enlarged image of a Python.
"Why is Qing Wenyu looking at this snake?" Song Zhenbao paused for a moment as she read the text above the image.
"This snake actually escaped!" Her brows furrowed tightly. "How is that possible? The person who bought the snake is an expert at handling snakes, and before it was taken away, it was fed something to prevent it from escaping! Could it be because of Song Pearl? Did it return because of her summoning? Would it ruin its own plans? Or did it go back to protect Song Pearl?"
Her grip on the mouse tightened, but her mood suddenly relaxed. It wouldn't happen. Song Pearl could never imagine that the one who wanted to harm her was right beside her!
Song Zhenbao thought of this and looked at the screen again, noticing that the snake on the display was staring at her with its big eyes, which felt a bit creepy. She couldn't help but shiver and accidentally closed Image.
What bad luck! She browsed through that message again and left a comment for the person who posted it, hoping they could recover what was lost. Only then did she shut down the computer. Before leaving, she leaned over to take another look at the already sleeping Qing Wenyu. He lay quietly with his eyes tightly closed, and his body no longer trembled like before; he seemed to be in a deep sleep.
The better he sleeps, the more he forgets! Song Zhenbao left Qing Wenyu's room with a smile on her lips, casually took the room card, and closed the door. She needed to be the first one to come back tomorrow!
Song Pearl lay in bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, feeling somewhat restless. She had no choice but to get up and find a book to read; in the past, she could quickly fall asleep just by reading.
This time was no exception; after flipping through only two pages of the book, her eyelids began to droop, and she unknowingly closed her eyes and drifted into slumber.
With a "thud," the sound of the book falling to the floor startled her awake. Her heart raced as an image suddenly appeared before her: Song Zhenbao was in Qing Wenyu's room, dropping a pill into his cup of water, while Qing Wenyu unknowingly picked up the cup.
"Don't drink!" she shouted anxiously, but he couldn't hear her. He slowly brought it to his lips.
Song Pearl sat up abruptly in bed; the bedside lamp was still on, yet she could clearly see what was happening in Qing Wenyu's room. Seeing the cold sweat on Qing Wenyu's forehead, Song Zhenbao recklessly pushed him onto the bed to lie down properly.
When Song Zhenbao sat down at the computer for a closer look, the scene before her vanished.
"Isn't this supposed to be staff dormitory? This is clearly a hotel room!" The anxiety in Song Pearl exceeded her concealed anger. How could she not worry about his safety? And what did Song Zhenbao give him to drink?
She hurriedly took out her phone but didn't know who to call at that moment; she wasn't familiar with anyone from the Qing Family now.
She regretted not asking which city he was traveling to for business. After hesitating for a moment, she decisively dialed her in-laws' number. They should know if Qing Wenyu was on a business trip!
The call was answered by Tian Yue, whose voice was drowsy with sleep.
"Who is it?"
"Mom, it's Song Pearl. Do you know where Qing Wenyu went on business?" she asked anxiously.
The question was a bit abrupt, like a jealous daughter-in-law checking on her husband in the middle of the night by asking her in-laws. Even Tian Yue, who usually had a good temper, felt a bit displeased.
"I'll ask your dad!" she replied politely.
Song Pearl quickly explained that she had lied; Qing Wenyu had suddenly lost sound while he was on the phone with her. She was very worried about his health.
Tian Yue became anxious after hearing this. Qing Yuansheng, who had been woken up, was more easygoing than the two women. He turned over and said, "Wen Yu is an adult; it's not his first business trip. What could possibly happen? Don't overthink it!"
Tian Yue was still worried and kept murmuring in his ear. Qing Yuansheng, annoyed by the noise and no longer feeling sleepy, sat up and found the phone number of the person in charge at the Branch Office to let Song Pearl contact him.
Song Pearl quickly reached the Branch Office manager using the number.
The manager had just returned home and finished washing up. Still in an excited mood, he hadn't gone to sleep yet. Upon realizing that Song Pearl was the chairman's wife, he greeted her very politely.
"Don't worry. We've arranged for Chairman Qing to stay at the best hotel in this area. He didn't drink much tonight, so there shouldn't be any issues!"
Song Pearl instructed him to check on Qing Wenyu at the hotel and to have him call her back.
However, the manager hesitated to agree. He wasn't lacking in perception and had already noticed that there was something special between Song Zhenbao and Qing Wenyu. Moreover, even if nothing happened, the hotel offered special services! If Chairman Qing had such preferences, he would be the one ruining a good opportunity for his superior!
So he stammered, "It might not be good to disturb Chairman Qing's rest at this hour! Besides, my place is far from the hotel, and I don't have a driver right now... You should trust the chairman..."
Song Pearl realized he wasn't planning to help and hung up angrily.
At this point, it was too late for her to rush over. She didn't know his situation, but from what she had seen, it certainly didn't look optimistic.
She made two more phone calls, but both Qing Wenyu and Song Zhenbao's phones were unreachable. Earlier, she had asked someone from the Branch Office for the phone number of Qing Wenyu's room, but no one answered when she called.
With no other options, she had to go herself! Song Pearl quickly got dressed, not bothering to think about why she was so eager to see what was happening in Qing Wenyu's room.
She drove to the airport only to find out that the next flight to that city was not until the next morning, making her anxious and restless. It would be better to just call the hospital!
But she didn't have any acquaintances at the hospital!
Song Pearl's fingers moved on her phone. She dialed Hong Xinran's number, silently praying for her to pick up quickly.
Hong Xinran's phone was always on, ensuring that she could address any emergencies at the hospital immediately.
"Hey, Pearl, is there an emergency?" Hong Xinran's voice was hoarse and low, clearly having been woken from a deep sleep.
"Xinran, do you have any friends at a hospital in N City? Please call them and have them go to..." Song Pearl spoke quickly, providing the name of the hotel and room number, as Qing Wenyu might be in danger at that moment.
"Pearl, don't panic." Hong Xinran sat up in bed. "I'm in N City for a seminar and just happen to be staying at your hotel. I'll go check on Qing Wenyu right now." (To be continued...)
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