As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Jiao fell on the table unconscious.

Yang Jiyan bent down and helped her up, moved her to the bed, lowered the sandalwood blue curtains, and then pushed open the window facing the street.

The maid who had been arranged in the teahouse diagonally opposite saw the window open, and hurried to the tea table where Zhou Yun was sitting.

"Mr. Zhou, my young lady asked me to come and find you. She has prepared wine and food in Xinglou and is waiting for you to come over!" The little maid stepped forward and said to Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun put down the tea bowl in his hand, and although he said, "Didn't we agree to come for tea?" he still stood up, asked the servant to pay for the tea, and followed the maid to Xinglou.

The maid led Zhou Yun to the door of the private room, "Miss, Master Zhou is here."

Yang Jiyan opened the door from the inside, glanced at Zhou Yun shyly, then lowered her head and said, "Come in."

Seeing Zhou Yun's servant trying to follow him in, the maid hurriedly pulled him and winked at him, "Why are you ruining the view by following him in?"

The servant immediately understood and followed the maid to guard outside the door.

The two of them sat down at the table in the room. The table was filled with wine and food that the waiter had just brought in. Yang Jiyan took the initiative to pour Zhou Yun a glass of wine, and with a red face, she picked up the glass and handed it to Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun was very moved by her shy look. He took the wine glass with a smile and took the opportunity to hold Yang Jiyan's hand. "My mother has already hired a matchmaker, and she will come to our house in two days to finalize our marriage."

Yang Jiyan pretended to struggle and tried to pull her hand free, but Zhou Yun held it tighter. Yang Jiyan said softly and shyly, "Let me go first."

"Sister Yan will marry me soon. There is no need for us to be so distant with each other." Zhou Yun smiled. "Since Sister Yan poured the wine herself, we should drink it like this..."

He stared at Yang Jiyan, lowered his head to the wine glass, and sipped slowly from Yang Jiyan's hand.

Yang Jiyan's neck drooped slightly, and her cheeks were flushed with shame.

Zhou Yun finished the glass of wine before he let go of Yang Jiyan's hand. He said with lingering feelings, "The wine that Sister Yan personally fed me is indeed different. It's as sweet as honey."

Yang Jiyan suppressed her disgust and picked up the chopsticks to pick up some food for Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun took a bite of the food and asked, "Why did you think of coming to Xinglou? Didn't we agree to have tea together?" Seeing Yang Jiyan pour him another glass of wine, he suddenly smiled and asked, "Are you trying to get me drunk?"

Yang Jiyan looked at him tenderly with spring water in her eyes, "My mother said that I shouldn't always have such private contact with you. Although we are going to be engaged, if people see us, they will inevitably say something unpleasant."

Zhou Yunzhi felt his body soften at her look and said, "It's all my fault that I like Sister Yan too much and always want to meet you."

He moved closer to Yang Jiyan, smelling her rich fragrance. He couldn't help but lift a strand of her hair and bring it to his nose to sniff it. He felt that the fragrance was extremely alluring. When he spoke again, his voice had changed a little, "Sister Yan, I love you. I always dream of being with you at night..."

As he spoke, he moved closer to Yang Jiyan's neck in an intimate manner, his hot breath spraying on Yang Jiyan's fair neck, and his lips climbed up along the neck, seemingly touching but not touching.

A glimmer of light flashed in Yang Jiyan's eyes. She knew that the drug might be taking effect. She pushed him away, then said shyly, "Are you drunk? I'll help you to the bed and rest for a while..."

Zhou Yun became excited. He hugged Yang Jiyan and walked towards the bed with her in his arms.

Walking to the bed, Yang Jiyan opened the curtains and saw Yu Jiao still lying on the bed unconscious. Her eyes flickered with pleasure. She pushed Zhou Yun onto the bed and lowered the curtains, "Enjoy yourself."