"Wanwan, you'll regret this." Zhan Jingting used all his self-control to keep himself from losing control. He cupped her face in his hands and said rationally, "Look at me, stay calm."

Qiao Wanwan stared at him with dazed eyes, struggling to regain some composure, "...Zhan Jingting?"

"It's me. You've been drugged. I'll take you to the hospital now, okay?"

"I'm not going to the hospital," Qiao Wanwan shook her head. "Going home...going home..."

"...Do you know what going home means?"

"I know!" Qiao Wanwan nodded vigorously. "Let's go home!"

"good."

The driver drove back to the villa in twenty minutes at top speed.

Qiao Wanwan was helped back to the master bedroom by the maid and lay down on the bed.

Zhan Jingting leaned in and kissed her. "Wanwan, give yourself to me. I won't let you regret it."

Under the warm glow of the wall lamp, two figures were entangled together.

The kiss deepened, and the temperature in the air rose higher and higher.

Zhan Jingting's eyes were bloodshot, and an inextinguishable fire burned in his deep eyes. He ripped off his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, and kissed her again.

The next second, the girl in his arms suddenly pushed open his chest.

Zhan Jingting was puzzled when he noticed that the girl had somehow acquired a pill in her hand.

"Quick... get me a glass of water..."

Zhan Jingting: "......"

He belatedly realized, "You insist on going home because there's medicine there?"

"Um!"

"......"

The man's face suddenly darkened, but he still took the water from the bedside table and fed her the medicine.

After taking the medicine, the burning sensation in Qiao Wanwan's body gradually subsided. She closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Zhan Jingting leaned against the headboard, his handsome face as black as the bottom of a pot.

Looking at the girl sleeping soundly beside him, he felt even more resentful and leaned down to kiss her fiercely!

Qiao Wanwan was fast asleep after taking the medicine and had no idea that she had been forcibly kissed.

The more Zhan Jingting kissed her, the more uncomfortable he felt. He threw off the covers, got out of bed, and strode into the bathroom, where he remained for a long time...

......

When Qiao Wanwan woke up, it was already broad daylight.

Memories flooded her mind like the prologue to a movie; she narrowly escaped death, and then Zhan Jingting arrived.

She kissed him first...

Qiao Wanwan blushed and turned to look at her side; the man was not in bed.

Qiao Wanwan got up, took a shower, changed her clothes, and went downstairs, where she met the eyes of the man in the wheelchair.

Qiao Wanwan's mind immediately flashed back to last night's kiss, and her face flushed red. "Um... good morning..."

Zhan Jingting sneered, "It won't work."

Qiao Wanwan: "......"

"What's the matter?"

"What do you think happened?"

"...I don't know."

Zhan Jingting ignored her and went straight to the restaurant.

Qiao Wanwan followed closely behind, "Mr. Zhan, are you in a bad mood? Who made you angry?"

"Let's eat first."

Looking at the sumptuous breakfast, Qiao Wanwan felt even hungrier and sat down to eat.

Qiao Wanwan sensed that Zhan Jingting wasn't in a good mood today, as he hadn't eaten much breakfast, so she specially went to the kitchen to make a pastry and brought it to his study.

"Mr. Zhan, please try my cooking."

The man glanced at the cookies in her hand. "You know you've wronged me, so you've come to apologize?"

"...How did I offend you? I wasn't bullied last night."

Last night, she had a strong belief in her mind: she was Zhan Jingting's wife and absolutely could not be humiliated by other men.

Zhan Jingting looked displeased. "I thought you didn't want to go to the hospital last night because you wanted to use me as an antidote."

Qiao Wanwan: "......" So the antidote is unhappy?

Since her last kidnapping, she had been on guard and prepared some antidote in case anyone tried to use underhanded tactics.

I forgot to bring it when I went out yesterday, and sure enough, I got caught in the crossfire.

She never dreamed that Qiao Shengguo would do such a despicable thing on the anniversary of his mother's death, harming his own daughter!

She only had a sliver of sanity left, so going home to take the antidote wasn't wrong...

"Mr. Zhan, are you angry because I didn't use you as the antidote?"

The man remained noncommittal. "You'd rather take medicine than let me help you, shouldn't I be angry?"

Qiao Wanwan's lips twitched. "Of course I choose to take the medicine. Yours... hurts a lot."

Thinking back to that night, Zhan Jingting felt much better. "I'll be gentler next time."

Qiao Wanwan: "......" Why did you suddenly start speeding all of a sudden!

She placed the cookies on the desk. "You can have them, I'm leaving now!"

Qiao Wanwan turned and ran as if a raging flood was chasing her.

......

After resting for two days, Qiao Wanwan's swollen face finally went down.

Qiao Yuqi called, "Wanwan, you seriously injured President Zhao. He's furious and wants to retaliate against the Qiao family."

"What does this have to do with me?"

Qiao Yuqi was taken aback. "This whole thing started because of you, how can it have nothing to do with you!"

"Whether the Qiao family lives or dies is none of my business."

Qiao Yuqi said aggrievedly, "Wanwan, we are family after all. Any misunderstandings can be cleared up. If you are still angry, I will apologize to you, okay?"

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