Mr. Chen's words instantly made Jiang Xinyue feel unwell. She subconsciously took a step back, full of resistance.

"Mr. Chen, if there's anything you need, just contact my assistant. We'll be leaving now." Fu Heng also sensed Mr. Chen's ill intentions and winked at Rosen.

Rosen nodded. "Mr. Chen, I'll see you off."

Afterwards, Fu Heng took Jiang Xinyue and left the hotel.

After the two got into the car, Fu Heng felt unwell. His handsome face was slightly flushed, and he felt as if a spark of desire was about to burst forth from his body.

The intense heat made Fu Heng's breathing become heavy, and he subconsciously reached out to loosen his tie, trying to make himself feel better.

Sensing Fu Heng's unusual behavior, Jiang Xinyue immediately became anxious, "Mr. Fu, what's wrong?"

"Hot..." Fu Heng's cheeks flushed, and he began to feel hot and restless.

"You have a fever?" Jiang Xinyue asked subconsciously. She reached out and touched Fu Heng's forehead, finding his face extremely hot.

The next second, Fu Heng grabbed her wrist, his gaze becoming intense.

"Xinyue, I..."

"President Fu, you...you shouldn't do this." Jiang Xinyue was startled and suddenly remembered the glass of wine that President Chen had drunk with her, which Fu Heng had drunk for her.

Could it be that someone drugged that glass of red wine?

The atmosphere inside the car instantly became ambiguous and tense. Fu Heng gripped Jiang Xinyue's wrist tightly, his eyes filled with uncontrollable desire, his breathing becoming heavier and his hot breath brushing against Jiang Xinyue's face.

"President Fu, please calm down!" Jiang Xinyue was extremely anxious, her voice trembling slightly.

She tried to break free from Fu Heng's grasp, but found that Fu Heng's hands were like iron clamps, tightening the more she struggled.

At this moment, Fu Heng still had his senses and knew that he must have been tricked into looking like this. He suppressed the surging desires within him and said with difficulty, "Don't panic... find a safe place, I can control myself."

But as soon as he finished speaking, an even stronger heat surged through him, and his body leaned uncontrollably toward Jiang Xinyue, trying to find a cold outlet.

Jiang Xinyue frantically dodged, her heart filled with regret and anger.

That damned CEO Chen actually resorted to drugging her by any means necessary. No wonder that old man was looking at her so strangely.

Seeing Fu Heng lying on top of her, she was restlessly trying to take off her clothes.

Jiang Xinyue was extremely nervous. "President Fu, please don't be like this, calm down..."

Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration, quickly grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the car, and smashed it on Fu Heng's head.

"Ah..." Fu Heng cried out in pain, instantly becoming a little more awake, and subconsciously covered his head. "Jiang Xinyue, how dare you hit me?"

Jiang Xinyue gave an awkward smile, "President Fu, I had no choice but to do this. I was afraid... you wouldn't be able to control yourself."

Fu Heng took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down. His eyes gradually regained some clarity, and as he realized what had just happened, a hint of regret flashed across his face. "I...I'm sorry, I..." he said with difficulty, his voice still hoarse and panting.

Seeing that he had recovered somewhat, Jiang Xinyue's tension eased a little. "It's alright, President Fu. Let's think about how to handle this. That President Chen went too far. We absolutely can't let this go this time." As she spoke, she straightened her disheveled clothes, her eyes filled with anger and resentment.

Fu Heng rubbed his head, which was throbbing from the blow, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Chen Huaide, does he think he can get away with this? I will never let him go."

As he spoke, he took out his phone and dialed Rosen's number. "Rosen, immediately investigate the drink that Chen Huaide made us drink tonight. No matter what means you use, you must get the evidence as soon as possible. I want him to pay the price for what he did."

After hanging up the phone, he turned to look at Jiang Xinyue, his eyes full of apology, "Xinyue, I'm sorry to have troubled you tonight."

Jiang Xinyue gently shook her head, "President Fu, I'm the one who should apologize. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been tricked."

She paused, then said, "However, we need to make sure you're alright first. Should we go to the hospital to get checked out?"

"No need, I can handle it. Take me home first." Fu Heng gritted his teeth. Wouldn't it be incredibly embarrassing if he had to go to the hospital because of this?

"Oh." Jiang Xinyue realized what was happening, quickly opened the car door, and walked to the driver's seat to start the car.

Soon, Jiang Xinyue took Fu Heng to his private villa.

"Mr. Fu, you've arrived. I... I'll head back now."

After saying that, Jiang Xinyue tried to run away, but Fu Heng pinched her back like a little chick.

"You're just leaving like that? My medication hasn't worn off yet. Are you sure you don't want to stay and help me?"

"Help?" Upon hearing this, Jiang Xinyue blushed and her heart pounded instantly. "How can I help?"

"Come in and we'll talk." As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Heng pulled Jiang Xinyue into the house, and the villa door closed instantly.

The door slammed shut behind her, causing Jiang Xinyue to stumble and nearly fall. She steadied herself and nervously glanced around. The villa was dimly lit, and the atmosphere grew increasingly ambiguous.

"President Fu, how exactly do you want me to help you?" Jiang Xinyue's voice trembled slightly, and her hands unconsciously clutched the hem of her clothes.

Fu Heng did not answer immediately; his eyes began to glaze over again, and the effects of the medicine within him seemed to be rising once more.

He walked with difficulty to the sofa, sat down, and hugged his head tightly with both hands, his forehead covered in sweat.

"Xinyue, I...I need you to help me distract myself." Fu Heng's voice was hoarse. "Talk to me, just say anything."

Jiang Xinyue was taken aback for a moment before she understood what Fu Heng meant. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief and sat down in the chair opposite Fu Heng. "Okay...okay, what do you want to talk about?"

"Tell me... why you like Bo Jingcheng." Fu Heng tried to make his tone sound normal, but his breathing was still a little rapid.

Jiang Xinyue was stunned. Why did she like Bo Jingcheng?

It was probably because five years ago, when she first transmigrated to this world, the system told her that she had to win over the male lead, Bo Jingcheng.

Over the course of five years, she spent every day with him and gradually fell in love with him.

However, Jiang Xinyue did not say these words aloud.

"Alright, go upstairs and prepare some cold water for me."

Seeing that Fu Heng was having some difficulty enduring it, Jiang Xinyue stood up and said with a pang of sympathy, "Mr. Fu, perhaps you shouldn't hold back anymore."

Upon hearing this, Fu Heng looked up at her, a hint of joy in his eyes.

So, she's willing to give him the antidote?

The next second, Jiang Xinyue said, "Otherwise, I'll go find you a woman. Or, the adult shops are still open."

Fu Heng's face darkened, and his forehead was covered in fine sweat. He shouldn't have had any illusions about her.