He Jinxing's condition hasn't been right recently.

He knew it very well.

So during the period from when he drank that glass of wine to when the substance in the wine took effect, he asked Secretary Liu to call a private doctor. Then, under the private doctor's extremely nervous gaze and observation, he closed his eyes and thought seriously about the abnormal problems in recent days.

The most important question is: what does he want? At first, maybe he thought this little girl who was engaged to the He family was a little interesting. For some reason, she hid from him like a mouse seeing a cat.

After several contacts, Gou An's timidity seemed to gradually fade away with the historic act of handing over the note with the phone number written on it, although when he was forced to call him "uncle", his face would still puff up unwillingly...

She may not even realize this.

Then there were more and more coincidences. Perhaps because there were too few girls in the He family, He Jinxing brainwashed himself successfully and began to really regard Gou An as a junior of the He family. He even indulged and cared for her in a way that surpassed that of He Ran or He Yuan...

——In the beginning, it was indeed treated as a younger generation, but perhaps the development of the whole incident also began to change here.

It would be really stupid to be touched by a grain of food falling into his bowl, but on second thought, the probability of He Ran noticing that his uncle was talking about business at noon and had no time to eat and picking some food for him was probably lower than the probability of the earth exploding tomorrow.

He Jinxing has always been a grateful person.

Although this "favor" is a bit excessive at the moment.

Before the coming-of-age ceremony, when the old man in the family suggested whether they should take this opportunity to promote a few more young people to the Gou family, He Jinxing said while standing in the study, "Don't just think about the young people, I'm single too."

The shock on Mr. He’s face is still fascinating to recall now.

Before deciding what he wanted to do, He Jinxing did not allow any accidents to happen, so he carefully selected a slightly less outstanding person among the younger generation.

Who knows the unexpected will always happen.

My nephew, who was a short man of just over 1.7 meters during the summer vacation a few years ago, grew 8 centimeters in two years. He is like a replica of himself when he was young, with a bright smile on his face. He pesters the daughter of the Gou family, calling her "sister" like a cheap American dessert with excessive sugar content.

Gou An was easily bribed and accepted this little brother without any rejection. The two of them always huddled together like little animals for warmth and had a great time chatting.

And He Yuan's attitude of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger seems to be much more attractive to a little girl like Gou An than that idiot He Ran——

In the bar, watching the billiards, the young man's slender figure covered Gou An's back, smiling and instructing her to play, the two of them couldn't be closer...

He Jinxing was forced to come out from the box, where he was watching the fight between two tigers.

In fact, table tennis is too gentle and static for He Jinxing, and it is not interesting at all.

——What is like? ——Are you jealous?

Before this, He Jinxing had never thought that the two questions he asked himself and others asked would appear in the queue of questions worth thinking about in life.

If someone had asked him this a year ago, he would probably have raised his eyebrows and asked the questioner if he was sick.

Now it seems that he is the one who is sick, and his illness is serious.

"Fortunately, the blood oxygen index is normal and the heart rate is high, but other vital signs are perfect. For now, it should be just a general aphrodisiac."

The doctor carefully tore off the blood pressure measuring device on the man's arm. "The medicinal properties of this type of drugs circulating on the market are not very strong, but Mr. He, please pay attention. In the future, if you don't know the type and efficacy of the medicine, don't drink it without thinking even if you know it's not a good thing..."

This line is similar to what a new mother on the street said when she angrily taught her baby, "Do you have a brain? Don't put everything you pick up on the ground into your mouth."

He Jinxing was so tactful that he felt a little embarrassed.

Sitting on the soft sofa, the man changed his sitting posture.

Although the blood test results have not come out yet, the drug analysis report is still on the way...

However, his blood gradually began to boil, his body began to feel a little hot, and the feeling that the blood in his body seemed to be rushing towards his lower abdomen told him that what good thing Gou An insisted on making him drink was...

Maybe we should thank her.

If paraquat was put in the wine, He Jinxing would probably have to pay a tragic price with his life for his impulse and indulgence.

“Fortunately it’s this kind of thing.”

Secretary Liu, who obviously shared the same idea as his employer, breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "If this is a fatal drug, then we'll be in big trouble."

He Jinxing rubbed his temples in pain. Facing a room full of subordinates who were worried about him and looked at him with rebellious and blaming eyes, he felt the urge to apologize for the first time.

He didn't say anything in the end because he felt that the person he felt most sorry for was himself.

I'm sorry, I almost killed myself because of my momentary obsession.

For a man who has only cared about himself and his own interests for the past 28 years, this is something he should reflect on and regret deeply...

A great shame and humiliation.

After the blood test report came out, it was confirmed that this was not a serious thing and that nothing would happen if he took it head on, so He Jinxing sent everyone away.

Notifying Secretary Liu and his personal doctor was just a stopgap measure for the sake of his own life. As for watching him embarrass himself because of a drug reaction, that was really unnecessary.

When the lounge returned to its initial silence, He Jinxing went straight to lock the door and fell back on the bed in the lounge.

He folded his hands in front of his chest and closed his eyes, feeling the fresh experience of not being able to control his body. A voice played in his mind: I asked for it, I asked for it, I asked for it…

After waking up, stay away from Gou An.

End all the abnormalities and get back on track.

As always, he tried to convince himself.

When the drug took full effect, the blood in his body began to burn and boil. He Jinxing took off his coat and lay on the bed in only a pair of pants and a vest. He could feel the sweat seeping down his skin, gradually making his body sticky...

Sweat dripped down his forehead into his eyes, causing a burning pain.

I seemed to smell a faint sweet fragrance between my nose.

This smell was about to be etched in his mind, the hand reaching in from the window of the Maybach; it remained on the seat for a long time, making him simply change the car;

Passing by each other on the steps at midnight;

When he took the button from his palm, it felt like the remnants of a cat's claws accidentally scratching his palm...

Those images that should have been forgotten long ago in the depths of his mind, which was busy thinking about business every day, suddenly seemed to break through a seal and leap out from some corner, vivid and three-dimensional.

It's Gou An.

He Jinxing was half asleep and half awake fighting against the effects of the medicine. After his whole body was soaked with sticky sweat, he simply soaked himself in the bathtub.

It was already late autumn, and no one with a normal brain would take a cold bath. He was so cold that his skin suddenly tightened up when he suddenly soaked in a cold bathtub.

In the bright light of the bathroom, He Jinxing fell into a strange dream.

In the dream, He Jinxing seemed like a third-person perspective who was familiar with his own thoughts, floating in the air. He watched as he also drank the spiked wine and did not lock himself up, but left the lounge and came to the deck.

The moonlight was dim, and the cold, dark sea water slapped against the hull, making a regular sound. He found himself moving through the shadows of the deck like a ghost, clearly and firmly looking—

Even though he knew the drug was already taking effect.

And on the figure walking quickly in the darkness, a slight difference could be seen. Above the man's soft black hair that was limp due to sweat, there seemed to be a floating text similar to the interface of the otome game that his game company was developing. It read, [Friendliness: 10].

This level of friendship is towards Gou An, the key person who drugged him.

This was no different for He Jinxing. When he first discovered that he had been drugged, he was only briefly surprised at the audacity of Gou Yu's daughter, but he was not as shocked and angry as he had imagined.

He didn't even inform Secretary Liu and his personal doctor. After finding out what kind of vile drug he had been given, he went straight to Gou An's lounge.

The idea is surprisingly simple and crude: whoever gave the drug should be responsible for solving the problem, and it doesn't matter who that person is.

For a moment, He Jinxing was a little shocked at the direction of things, but he soon realized that he seemed to make such a choice in his usual thinking mode -

When answering most of the multiple-choice questions in life, he only thinks about them and doesn't take them to heart.

Gou An did this, so no matter what happens next, she will not dare to speak out, and this matter can be covered quietly...

What's more, she just broke off her engagement with He Ran——

He could marry her and there would be no problem.

With this thought in mind, he opened the door of Gou An's lounge, with a strange thing on his head that always remained at [10].

There was indeed a person lying on the sofa in the lounge. In the moonlight, her soft black hair fell on the edge of the sofa, and her messy hair covered her face. She was limp all over, and in the dim light, only half of her was exposed to the moonlight that came in the instant the door was opened...

Like a dying swan.

He Jinxing closed the door, locked it, and walked forward.

He bent down expressionlessly and lifted her chin with one hand. Then, in the dim light in the room, he could tell for the first time that this was not Gou An.

It seems that Miss Lu, who had always been on good terms with my nephew before and after Gou An broke off his engagement, had met him several times. Unlike Gou An, she was...

The former is a Damascus rose that blooms wantonly under the scorching sun, gorgeous and edible; Lu Wan is like an unknown flower that climbs tenaciously in the corner until it blooms in the sun, full of uncertainty...

He Jinxing let her go without hesitation.

However, walking to Gou An's lounge had exhausted all his strength. He stepped back and fell almost awkwardly into another chair. His chest heaved, but he did not move again.

The air seemed to freeze.

The drunk and drugged people each occupied a sofa.

The culprit did not show up.

He Jinxing endured the torture of the drug, and even though his lower abdomen was burning so hot that he suspected that he might be crippled in the future, he did not touch a single hair of the person he should not touch.

He sat there like this all night.

When He Jinxing regained consciousness, he began to suspect that there were supernatural events in this world.

Because at this moment, the cold sea breeze blew over, without dispelling the dryness in the slightest. He found that he had left the locked independent lounge and the bathtub filled with ice water without knowing when...

He was wearing a few random pieces of clothing, and judging from the feel of his body, he might not even be wearing any underwear. He also had no idea whether the buttons of his shirt were fastened into the corresponding buttonholes.

His hair was soaked with water and sweat, sticking to the side of his cheek. The water droplets heated by his body temperature dripped down his cheek and gathered on his chin.

You don't need to look in the mirror to know how embarrassed you are. If anyone else saw how you look at this moment, it would be no exaggeration to say that your dignity would be completely destroyed.

But this is obviously not the worst.

What's worse is that the person in charge of the He family now finds himself standing in front of the familiar lounge door that he saw in that absurd dream.

There are certainly no weird values ​​on the head.

His hand was already on the door handle of the lounge.

To push away or to retreat has become an imminent question, lying before him.

(End of this chapter)