Just as Song Heng was about to pounce on Ming Yao, Ming Yao gritted her teeth and bit her tongue, and a strong metallic taste immediately spread in her mouth.

The heaviness in her limbs eased a little, and Mingyao immediately grabbed his arm and bit down hard.

"Ah!!" Song Heng's face twisted with anger as he glared at Ming Yao. "You bitch, you dare bite me!"

As he was about to shake her off, Mingyao released her mouth first and quickly raised her leg, kicking him hard in the groin.

"You pervert!"

Mingyao spat out a mouthful of blood and cursed under her breath.

Song Heng stood there like a stone statue, the veins on his forehead and neck bulging, his face quickly turning bright red. He belatedly covered his groin, bent over like a boiled shrimp, and rolled around on the ground.

"My manhood!"

Screams filled the entire lounge.

Mingyao didn't mind kicking him in the groin again, then opened the door and staggered out.

After a brief period of pain, the effects of the medicine returned.

Mingyao immediately lost the strength to support her body and slumped limply to the ground.

No, she had to stand up.

She bit her tongue again, forcing herself to stand up straight.

"You bitch, how dare you kick me!"

I'm going to kill you!

A roar suddenly exploded in my ears.

Mingyao's heart pounded and then plummeted to the bottom.

If Song Heng catches me again, I won't have a chance to escape!

Pain and fear drove Mingyao to keep running forward, not daring to stop for a moment.

She tried to find a waiter for help, but strangely, the corridor was quiet, and there wasn't a soul in sight except for her and Song Heng.

The effects of the medicine were coming in waves, and Song Heng was gradually getting closer.

Mingyao was terrified and helpless, and the image of Pei Siyu, who was like a god, appeared in her chaotic mind.

"Pei Siyu, please come and save me!"

Her helpless cries for help went unanswered, and even the strongest belief could not overcome the corrosive effects of the medicine.

After running around a bend with all her might, Mingyao's steps became increasingly unsteady, and the ground felt as soft and yielding as if she were stepping on cotton.

She was so exhausted that her steps became unsteady and clumsy, and her two feet inevitably tripped over each other.

Mingyao immediately lost her balance, her mind went blank for a moment, and her body fell straight forward.

"Su Xueya, you can't escape! No one will come to save you!"

Song Heng's smug voice came from behind, like a devil's whisper, lingering in my ears.

However, instead of the expected pain, her body suddenly crashed into a man's arms.

"Su Xueya, what are you doing here?"

The familiar voice was like a ray of light in the darkness, giving Mingyao, who was wandering aimlessly in the dark, hope for survival.

Mingyao gripped the beam of light tightly, her voice trembling as she said, "Help me."

Her voice was filled with helplessness, her face was ashen, and her eyes revealed unconcealed fear and despair.

Pei Zhao saw this and his face immediately darkened. "Let me help you up first."

What just happened was so sudden that he half-squatted down to catch Mingyao.

When Pei Zhao reached out to help Ming Yao up, he accidentally touched her hand, and his heart clenched suddenly.

Mingyao's hands were icy cold; holding them felt like holding a block of ice.

Pei Zhao looked at Ming Yao, whose body was trembling like a leaf, with lingering fear in his eyes and a dark expression.

What exactly happened to make her so terrified?

"It's okay, I will protect you."

"What exactly happened?"

A chilling glint flashed in his eyes.

Mingyao nestled softly in Pei Zhao's arms, looking behind her, but there was no sign of Song Heng.

Pei Zhao followed her gaze and saw no one there.

"Can you stand up by yourself?" He sensed something was wrong when he helped Mingyao up.

Mingyao leaned against Pei Zhao's chest and shook her head. She had no strength left. "Mr. Pei, please put me on the ground. I'll sit against the wall."

She was so frightened when she met Pei Zhao, and because she was unsteady on her feet, she threw herself into his arms.

"I'll be fine in a bit."

We can't let Pei Zhao help us back like this.

Her colleagues already suspected that she and Pei Zhao had something going on, and if she appeared in their sight so intimately, she would never be able to clear her name.

Pei Zhao frowned, his expression serious, and said, "No, you look terrible. I'll carry you to the hospital!"

"etc."

Mingyao's eyes widened, her face clearly showing her refusal. "Mr. Pei, really, there's no need."

Having Pei Zhao take her to the hospital would be even more conspicuous, especially with entertainment reporters and the media watching him.

If Pei Zhao goes out with her on his back, wouldn't the whole world know?

"I'm fine, I don't need to go to the hospital."

"You can barely stand by leaning against me, how can you be alright?"

To prove she really didn't need to go to the hospital, Mingyao took a small step back. "See, it really is..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was about to collapse limply.

Pei Zhao grabbed her arm swiftly, his eyes flashing with a cold light, "Even at a time like this, you're still being stubborn!"

Mingyao was speechless. Suddenly, she felt a cold gaze and the temperature around her dropped strangely.

"Mr. Pei, don't you feel anything...?"

As they were talking, Mingyao's peripheral vision inadvertently caught sight of the man who had suddenly appeared behind Pei Zhao.

The few words that were about to be spoken became incredibly stiff: "It's a little cold."

Pei Zhao frowned. "It is a bit cold. I'll take off my coat and give it to you."

Mingyao felt like dying right now. Why did Pei Siyu have to show up at this crucial moment?!

"Mr. Pei, thank you for helping me up. You don't need my coat."

Mingyao's lips twitched twice, and she forced a smile onto her face.

Ignoring her own strength, she quickly pushed Pei Zhao away and distanced herself from him.

Pei Zhao felt something was off and turned around, only to find himself face to face with Pei Siyu. He was startled, "Uncle, how come you walk so quietly?"

Pei Siyu's lips curled into a slight smile, his icy black eyes fixed on Mingyao, whose face was pale and whose expression was tense.

His phoenix eyes curved slightly, and a strange, almost imperceptible smile appeared on his usually cold and stern face.

"You guys are just too focused."

Pei Siyu's words were as sharp as ice shards, and his gaze at Ming Yao grew increasingly intense, as if he wanted to scrape two pieces of flesh off her face.

Mingyao glanced at Pei Siyu cautiously, but the moment their eyes met, her heart pounded and she quickly looked away.

This feeling is terrible.

A chill ran down her spine, and she wished she could disappear into the ground.

Unaware of the truth, Pei Zhao enthusiastically introduced Ming Yao to Pei Siyu.

"Uncle, this is Su Xueya, the receptionist at the company. You probably don't remember her."

“She’s not feeling well right now, and I’m about to take her to the hospital.”

Mingyao's lips twitched incessantly as she echoed Pei Zhao's feigned greeting to Pei Siyu, "Hello, President Pei."

Pei Siyu's eyes flashed with a cold light as he stared intently at Ming Yao's small, delicate face. "Uncomfortable?"