Chapter 260: Drugged

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xJane was in deep thought. She roughly understood the matter of the little breasts. She heard from the servants at home that Zhan Tingbei had become more indifferent to women since he had the little breasts.

He is a proud and competitive person, and of course he hates being plotted against.

If the woman from that time was found, Zhan Tingbei would definitely not let her off easily.

Therefore, Zhan Tingbei may have some hidden feelings about this, and he is with Qiao Yanmeng just so that someone can take care of his little one, and they have never thought about getting married?

This kind of thing, obviously I can do it too!

Jian Chun bit her lip silently, the haze in her eyes flashed away, and she talked about the interesting things in their childhood, and Madam Zhan laughed.

It is rare for the Zhan family to have such a lively atmosphere.

Mrs. Zhan and the old man were also obviously in a good mood, and invited them to stay and rest after dinner.

"Achun, do you want to stay?" Madam Zhan asked politely.

Jian Chun seemed to hesitate for a moment, then smiled and said, "I haven't seen Auntie for a long time. I'll stay and talk to her. I remember that Auntie likes to do handicrafts. Do you want me to accompany you for a while?"

"You are such a thoughtful child." Old Madam Zhan's eyes were gentle. She had a good impression of Jian Chun before. After Jian Chun saved Zhan Tingbei, the Zhan family felt that they had treated her badly.

Although these two people are not destined to be together, Old Madam Zhan would also want to arrange another good young man for Jian Chun.

Zhan Tingbei accompanied Qiao Yanmeng and Xiao Naitian for a walk in the garden, and then Xiao Naitian went to sleep.

Qiao Yanmeng and Zhan Tingbei rested separately.

"Then I'm going to bed. Good night." Qiao Yanmeng said softly.

"Okay, good night." Zhan Tingbei lowered his eyes, looking exceptionally gentle.

Qiao Yanmeng smiled and went back to the room. After a while, there was a knock on the door.

"Dream."

Jian Chun stood outside with a smile and handed her two sachets: "Are you and Abei together? This is made by my aunt and I for you. The blue one is for Abei. Do you like it?"

The two sachets are indeed very exquisite, with a faint scent of osmanthus.

"Thank you and Auntie."

"You're welcome. Remember to give this to Abei. I'm going to have a rest." Jian Chun said and left.

Zhan Tingbei's room was just opposite Qiao Yanmeng. Qiao Yanmeng knocked on the door, and soon the door opened.

The first glimpse of the flesh wall immediately caught Qiao Yanmeng's eye. Looking at the man's beautiful eight-pack abs, Qiao Yanmeng was slightly lost in thought. There were water drops falling down from it. It looked so lustful. Oh my god, this is too sexy! She seemed to reach out!

"You can touch it if you like." The man's sexy voice rang out from above her head, and Qiao Yanmeng suddenly came back to her senses. Her face immediately turned red, and she coughed and said, "I'm here to give you something."

"Come in and talk." Zhan Tingbei made way.

Seeing that the other party had made way, Qiao Yanmeng had no choice but to go in and sit for a while.

The two sat on the sofa. Zhan Tingbei poured water for Qiao Yanmeng, who handed the sachet to Zhan Tingbei, "This was made by Auntie and Jian Chun."

Zhan Tingbei took a light sniff and found it had a faint scent of osmanthus, but also mixed with a hint of something that ordinary people would find difficult to smell. He frowned, feeling that the scent was somewhat familiar, but not quite sure.

"What's the matter?" Qiao Yanmeng found Zhan Tingbei's expression a little strange.

"Nothing." Zhan Tingbei came back to his senses, put aside this idea for the time being, and talked to her about work: "How do you feel about working in the group recently? Has anyone given you any trouble?"

"Yes, the vice presidents are not good people. They were replaced by my father later. I don't know what kind of vision he has to accurately identify a group of bad people."

Qiao Yanmeng said a lot, and Zhan Tingbei nodded and listened very seriously, giving some opinions from time to time.

Qiao Yanmeng's mood gradually became more open. She found that some of Zhan Tingbei's opinions were similar to what her grandfather said to her. She told Zhan Tingbei these out of curiosity.

"It shows that your grandfather is very powerful." Zhan Tingbei smiled slightly.

"No, it shows that you are also great. You are so young, but you know all this. I feel like you are my second mentor." Qiao Yanmeng said seriously.

"It's my honor." Zhan Tingbei's eyes were soft.

The two chatted for a while, and Zhan Tingbei's expression suddenly became a little tense, and his handsome and fair face became a little colder. Qiao Yanmeng hurriedly asked: "What's wrong with you?"

She came to his side and stroked his forehead: "You just took a shower and you are not wearing any clothes. Do you have a cold?"

"no……"

Zhan Tingbei's skin was terribly hot.

He grabbed Qiao Yanmeng's wrist and took a deep breath, "You go out first."

No matter how dumb Qiao Yanmeng was, she could tell what was wrong with Zhan Tingbei. "You, you can't be..."

She was terrified.

Zhan Tingbei did not refute it, proving that what Qiao Yanmeng said was true.

He actually took Chinese medicine? But how can you take Chinese medicine at home?

"Do you want to go to the hospital? It's not good for you to be like this." Qiao Yanmeng's expression immediately became serious.

Zhan Tingbei picked up the sachet and threw it directly outside the door. Soon a bodyguard came out to clean it up. Qiao Yanmeng also understood that the problem was with the sachet.

"When you received the sachet, did you feel anything strange?" Zhan Tingbei stared at Qiao Yanmeng.

"I didn't notice."

Qiao Yanmeng's emotions were complicated, and for a moment she didn't know who did it. Old Madam Zhan had just mentioned the topic of getting married and having children at the dinner table. If Old Madam Zhan was anxious for them to get married, it was possible.

Qiao Yanmeng looked at Zhan Tingbei's blushing face anxiously: "Tingbei, don't be so stubborn, let's go to the hospital!"

"It's okay, the medicine isn't very effective, I'll go to the bathroom." He said in a deep voice, striding towards the bathroom, and soon the sound of showering could be heard. Qiao Yanmeng stood at the door, and saw him taking a cold shower, feeling particularly distressed.