Lu Yanting's actions were merely a test; he knew, of course, that taking the person away wouldn't be so simple.

“No problem, then I’ll trouble you tonight, Mr. Zhao!” Lu Yanting deliberately picked up his teacup and clinked it against Zhao Lei’s teacup.

Zhao Lei smiled to himself, thinking to himself, "Foreigners are just like foreigners, they even drink tea like it's wine!"

After chatting for a while, Zhao Lei gave Lu Yanting and Lü Chen a tour of his pharmaceutical factory.

In the evening, after everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Zhao Lei personally led Lu Yanting to the basement.

To force Qiu Mang to watch the content on the big screen, her hands and feet were tied and she was thrown on the bed with her face facing the screen.

Having watched movies for a whole day and night, Qiu Mang felt utterly disgusted.

Just after the staff member in the white coat finished injecting her with a vial of medicine, Qiu Mang inexplicably felt her body getting hot and her whole body flushed an abnormal red.

The sex scene on the big screen continued, it was still the same old movie, but Qiu Mang was disgusted to find that he actually had a reaction.

Sister Lian went up to check and found that her skin had become noticeably whiter and smoother, her hips and breasts were becoming fuller, and her waist was so thin it was almost impossible to wrap her hands around it.

Sister Lian walked slowly forward in her high heels. "Tsk tsk tsk... Look at this flawless skin and these increasingly alluring curves—the effects of this new drug are perfect for underground pets."

"Beast!" Qiu Mang cursed hoarsely, his eyes bloodshot as if he had wept blood.

Sister Lian wasn't angry. She gently patted Qiu Mang's face, looked down at her, and gave her a meaningful smile. She leaned down and whispered in Qiu Mang's ear.

“Mermaid, I know you’re feeling really bad right now. Just bear with it a little longer. Mr. Jin will be here soon. Then you won’t have to suppress your instincts anymore.”

After she finished speaking, she gave a wink to the people behind her, and they all stepped back.

As I reached the door, I ran into Lu Yanting walking towards me.

Sister Lian had been notified in advance. When she saw Lu Yanting, she smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Jin, our Mermaid is the best underground pet. Whether it's her figure or her face, we guarantee you will be satisfied. Come in! You will have a pleasant night."

Inside the room, Qiu Mang noticed that the ring on her bound hand suddenly flashed, appearing brighter than usual.

Qiu Mang was taken aback, remembering that the rings on her hand were supposed to be a pair of couple rings, and that if the two rings were close together, they would shine brighter than usual.

Could it be that the other ring is nearby?

The other ring, Lu Yanting?

The thought had barely crossed Qiu Mang's mind when she dismissed it.

She shook her head to clear her mind, thinking she must have been seeing things, and that she was probably just too tired and hallucinating.

She and Lu Yanting are over; they have no relationship anymore. Why would Lu Yanting come to save her?

"Squeak—"

The door was opened from the outside, and a tall, slender figure walked in.

The man deftly tore off his black suit jacket, casually tossed it aside, and precisely covered the security camera on the wall.

Qiu Mang huddled in the corner, listening to the approaching footsteps, her heart felt as if it were being squeezed by an invisible hand.

She clenched her fists instinctively, her sharp nails digging deep into her palms, blood slowly seeping out between her fingers, but she was completely unaware.

Last time I came back from Dr. Tao's, before I even had a chance to take the medicine he prescribed, I was tied up and bound hand and foot.

The red spots that were originally all over his body have almost faded, with only a few remaining. It is obviously impossible for him to pretend to be sick now.

Worse still, a surge of heat was coursing through her body, like the floodgates of desire had been opened. She craved to be hugged, kissed, and for more intimate contact.

The footsteps stopped abruptly in front of him, accompanied by a crisp "snap" as the ropes binding his hands and feet snapped.

Qiu Mang struggled to sit up and slowly opened her eyes. A strange man's face suddenly appeared before her.

In an instant, the longing in her heart surged forth like a flood bursting its banks, and she tried her best to suppress the urge to throw herself into the other person's arms.

Qiu Mang's eyes were bloodshot as he shouted hoarsely, "I don't care who you are, get out of here right now!"

Lu Yanting's dark eyes were fixed on the woman in front of him. Qiu Mang's thin body trembled slightly. She was only wearing underwear. Due to the effects of the drug, her skin was delicate and her curves were even more alluring.

His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, but seeing the girl's pained and restrained expression, the man's heart clenched, and he subconsciously took a step back.

"Get out! Get out right now!" Qiu Mang roared again, like an enraged little beast, his whole body radiating vigilance and resistance.

Seeing that the man remained unmoved, she glanced at the black scissors on the table, grabbed them, and held them against her slender neck, her eyes fierce and resolute.

"Don't think that just because you drugged me and played those things on me, I'll let you do whatever you want with me! If you dare take another step forward, I'll die right here in front of you!"

Looking at Qiu Mang, who was threatening suicide, Lu Yanting felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He was now wearing an unfamiliar face and had no way of explaining his identity. He could only slowly raise his left hand, and a ring on his well-defined fingers gleamed in the dim light. His voice was hoarse, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor: "Amang, it's me!"

Seeing the ring that was exactly the same as the one on his finger, and hearing that voice that was so familiar to him, Qiu Mang couldn't help but feel a jolt in his heart, and the scissors fell to the ground with a "clatter".

It's Lu Yanting!

Lu Yanting actually came to save her!

The next second, tears streamed down her face like a burst dam. Barefoot, she threw herself into the man's arms. All the grievances, resentment, and fear she had felt during this time finally found an outlet in this warm and strong embrace.

The familiar scent of cool wood lingered around her nose, making her feel incredibly at ease.

However, the brief silence in the room was broken by the intermittent, ambiguous sounds from the television. Qiu Mang felt the heat within her body surging even more intensely, as if she would be consumed by this burning desire at any moment.

She tiptoed and took the initiative to kiss the man's lips, clumsily and passionately imitating what Lu Yanting had once taught her, her tongue carefully probing in, trying to ignite his passion.

Her fingertips lightly traced the man's Adam's apple, as if making a silent invitation.

Lu Yanting's breath hitched, his eyes surging with intense desire and heartache.

He swept Qiu Mang up in his arms and strode toward the bed, gently yet domineeringly soothing all her anxieties and desires.

Two hours later, Qiu Mang gradually regained consciousness. She turned around, looking at the unfamiliar face lying beside her, still feeling somewhat dazed: "You... how did you get here?"