"I was thinking about what to do, but I couldn't keep her locked up forever. Just then, Aunt Zhou came over, so I quickly asked her to come in and check the situation and keep He Wanrou calm. I didn't expect He Wanrou to become so strong and even managed to entangle Aunt Zhou... You all saw what happened next."

At this point, Shen Huaichuan frowned, his sharp gaze sweeping across the tea table in the main room, and pointed at it:

"Oh, right! There's one more thing, it's extremely important!"

Everyone's eyes immediately followed the direction he was pointing.

On the coffee table, there were two white porcelain teacups, one on the left and one on the right.

Shen Huaichuan's voice deepened, filled with anger:

“When I got home, I was covered in sweat. He Wanrou kindly poured me a cup of tea, the one in the middle that was full. But I felt I should avoid suspicion with her, so I didn’t touch the cup she poured. I took another cup, the one next to the sofa, and poured myself a glass of water.”

He gave a cold laugh and continued:

"After finishing my drink, I casually pushed the cup of tea she had poured for me back to the spot where she had been sitting. Now it seems..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning couldn't be clearer!

Everyone's expression changed instantly!

Qin Peilan gasped, staring incredulously at the cup, then at He Wanrou lying unconscious on the ground, her voice trembling:

"You mean, that cup of tea, she...she meant for you, but...she drank it herself, and then this happened?!"

After hearing their son's explanation, and considering He Wanrou's obviously abnormal state, even the elderly couple, no matter how slow-witted they were, would understand.

Why was He Wanrou in the bathroom? Why was she in such a delirious and dissolute state?

It's all her own fault!

She intended to set a trap for Shen Huaichuan, but ended up getting herself caught in it instead. By a twist of fate, she also became entangled with Zhou Shuhua, who came to help, resulting in this absurd and shameful farce!

Qin Peilan was pale, her lips trembling, and she couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

Her heart felt like it had been turned upside down, a mix of emotions swirling within her, leaving her feeling incredibly choked up.

Previously, she also felt that He Wanrou was a bit of a show-off, loved to complain, and had too many ulterior motives.

But she always felt that the child wasn't a bad person at heart, and was good at heart, after all... after all, the child had saved her life twice!

That gratitude cannot be faked!

She always treated He Wanrou as half a daughter, and even considered adopting her as a goddaughter.

This thought had been lingering in her mind until just now.

She never expected that He Wanrou would do something so vicious as to drug and seduce someone!

The person she seduced was her own son!

This has completely crossed the line that she can understand and accept!

She dared not think further. What if her son hadn't been so alert today? What if he had actually drunk that cup of tea...?

The consequences... she simply couldn't imagine!

The Shen family's reputation, Huaichuan and Qiqi's happiness... might all be ruined!

The thought of this possibility made her hands and feet turn cold with fear, her heart tighten and ache, and she felt a sense of utter betrayal and deception.

She didn't even know what expression to wear when facing the person on the ground.

Compared to Qin Peilan's drastic emotional fluctuations, Shen Zhenbang appeared much calmer.

His face was ashen as he looked at He Wanrou on the ground and said in a deep voice:

"This is extremely serious! I think we should report it to the police! Let the officers handle it! To put it bluntly, her actions constitute premeditated harm!"

The words "report to the police" struck He Wanrou, who had just regained consciousness, like a thunderbolt.

She slowly regained consciousness, her mind still foggy, when she heard those words. Terrified, she didn't care about being soaked and cold; she struggled to sit up, crying out:

"No! Don't call the police! Uncle and Auntie, I was wrong! I know I was wrong! Please, don't call the police!"

Shen Zhenbang snorted coldly:

"Not going to call the police? Then tell me yourself! What exactly happened?! You better tell me the whole story clearly!"

He Wanrou's eyes darted around in a panic, her voice trembling:

"I...I don't know what happened! I just...drank a glass of water, and then I felt feverish all over, my head was spinning, and I felt terribly unwell. There was no one else at home at the time, and I...I really had no other choice but to ask Brother Huaichuan for help. I really didn't mean to do anything..."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shuhua, who was wringing out her wet coat sleeves, almost burst out laughing in anger, and retorted irritably:

"Help? Is this how you ask for help, ZHAOREN? Rubbing against people, pounce on them, and whimpering? I've lived this long and I've never seen anyone ask for help like that! Is that asking for help? That's harassment!"

He Wanrou's face flushed red and then turned pale as she stammered, continuing to shift the blame:

"I...I really couldn't control myself! I didn't know anything...I felt like I ate something wrong, or drank something unclean..."

"Yes! The tea! There might be something wrong with the tea! The tea is poisoned! Someone is trying to harm me! I'm the victim!"

Zhou Shuhua snorted coldly, not believing her nonsense at all, and continued to press her for answers:

"Fine, even if you're under the influence of drugs and can't think straight, you can't deny that you tricked Huaichuan into coming back, can you? Tell me, which old friend came? What's his name?"

He Wanrou was speechless for a moment, stammering, "Well, they left in a hurry, I...I didn't have time to ask their names..."

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