Chapter 178

"You want to ask how I know your little secret, right?"

Wang Hanshuang smiled, "Have you forgotten? Do you remember what you talked about with that dog that night when you were staying in the minibus, after you finished talking on the phone with your girlfriend?"

——"Xiao He calls me a puppy now." "What's the value of a puppy who doesn't even have a job?"

So Wang Hanshuang was eavesdropping outside the car while he was rubbing the puppy and mumbling to himself?!

Wang Hanshuang suppressed a laugh. "The windows of that bus were all broken. I heard it clearly. You young people really know how to come up with names."

The anesthetic hadn't taken effect yet, but Song Zhou was already about to faint from anger.

Wang Hanshuang stopped pushing the injection. "Okay, this amount is enough. I can sleep for another hour. I need to use this opportunity to make all of Qiu Yue's private Weibo posts publicly visible."

Song Zhou's consciousness gradually faded, as if he was suddenly stabbed.

"No..." He uttered a short breath.

——Don’t send it. That’s Xiaoyue’s privacy. You can’t send it casually. I don’t agree.

——If Chen He saw this, she would be so sad.

Wang Hanshuang operated her phone, sending out Weibo messages one by one, saying:

"Qiu Song, I know you're reluctant, but little Qiu Yue might be willing."

What right do you have to speculate about Xiaoyue’s wishes? Song Zhou couldn’t utter a word of his anger.

Wang Hanshuang ignored him, a mad look in her eyes, "Everyone will see these Weibo posts. The police will see them, and the devil will see them too.

"With their crimes now exposed, they will surely panic. Thank you, Xiao Qiuyue, for sounding the battle drum for our decisive battle plan!"

What decisive battle, what plan, who told you and us——

Anger made his blood circulate faster, and with the anesthetic taking effect, Song Zhou felt like he was falling, as if falling into a cloud soaked in rainwater.

Bound by sleepiness and dullness, he tried unwillingly to break free.

After struggling for an unknown amount of time, his legs finally moved and he kicked the car door open with a bang.

"Oh, you're awake again?" Wang Hanshuang's voice came.

The car body was shaking and moving again.

"You slept for another hour. How was your sleep?" Wang Hanshuang looked at him in the rearview mirror.

I didn't sleep well, as if I had fought a battle and was exhausted - Song Zhou tried to lift his legs and kick the car door again to attract the attention of people outside.

But the previous blow had exhausted all his strength. He was so tired that he broke out in a cold sweat and couldn't lift it up again.

The obsession he had before he passed out was still lingering in his mind, and he moved his hand with the needle in it to grope around.

"What are you looking for?" Wang Hanshuang asked, "Your cell phone? I threw it away."

Song Zhou's fingers suddenly froze.

Wang Hanshuang glanced back and saw his red eyes.

"Oh, are you crying?"

I didn’t, I didn’t cry, you get Xiaoyue’s phone back - Song Zhou glared at her, panting angrily.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. Don't worry, it won't be lost." Wang Hanshuang said in a coaxing tone, "I deliberately threw it over by the bun shop where I used to use the internet. The police will definitely be able to locate it and pick it up."

Song Zhou calmed down a bit, but his cheeks were still red from anger.

Unable to bear this state of being manipulated, he found strength from nowhere and kicked the car door again.

"Hey, please don't kick me again, or I'll give you some more medicine. This anesthetic has side effects. If you take too much, the reaction will be very uncomfortable. Don't force me."

Wang Hanshuang spoke threatening words in a gentle, reproachful tone.