Wang Ye wanted to be modest, but he was already drunk and, being a self-assured person, his words still came out arrogantly.
They had already considered the position of head of the Wang family as theirs for the taking.
Those who disliked him exchanged glances and continued to pour wine for Wang Ye.
Some of Wang Ye's friends did notice that something was amiss.
But someone had just kindly reminded him, yet Wang Ye still verbally abused them mercilessly, almost leading to a fight.
Therefore, even if some people realize that this is intended to sabotage Wang Ye, no one will jump out to say anything now.
Wang Ye was still cheerful, kissing one of his female companions every now and then, and then raising his glass for another round.
He looked so carefree and happy, like a god.
"Keep going, Brother Ye, is he not up anymore?"
They continued to egg them on, intentionally or unintentionally urging them to drink.
Before long, Wang Ye couldn't even open his eyes anymore.
No one knew when the drug was put into Wang Ye's wine glass. The private room was even more lively than the dance floor outside, and no one noticed this incident.
That drink was no different from the others; with ice, it was even less noticeable that 173 could tell anything was wrong.
Wang Ye kept drinking one cup after another.
Some of the more timid ones would want to retreat at this point.
After all, not everyone's family background can compare with the Wang family, let alone Wang Ye, who has already been chosen as the son-in-law of the Gu family.
If he were to be tricked and framed, he'd probably become an outcast of the family. But the medicine took effect much faster than anyone expected.
Wang Ye's flushed face twitched, and he suddenly slurred:
"Ouch, my mouth hurts so much! Did someone throw a shard of glass in there?"
As he spoke, Wang Ye reached out to touch his mouth.
Before he could even lift his finger, he spat out a mouthful of blood. "Ah!"
The private room fell silent for a moment, then erupted in terrified screams, and everyone scattered outwards from Wang Ye.
Wang Ye seemed to have a moment of clarity, staring blankly at the pool of blood in front of him and the reactions of everyone in the private room, his eyes bulging.
He seemed to be terrified, or perhaps still unsure of what was going on.
But before he could call his bodyguards in, he collapsed headfirst onto the bar counter.
With a loud bang, Wang Ye fell to his knees, no longer struggling or making any noise.
Another burst of screams erupted from the crowd.
This unusual commotion finally alerted the bodyguard. He knocked on the door, and when no one answered, he was about to push open the door to the private room.
Suddenly.
The bodyguard cautiously took a step back and moved to the side of the door.
The room door was opened from the inside.
Several people ran out of the private room, shouting as they ran: "Help! Help! Young Master Wang is dead here!"
The scream startled the bodyguard.
Young Master Wang is dead? Which Young Master Wang? How could he be dead? The commotion inside the private room carried outside, where there were even more people. An even bigger disturbance erupted.
Those who knew who Young Master Wang was referring to immediately realized that something terrible was about to happen.
Those who had no desire to get involved in this mess left immediately.
The bodyguard was shoved by someone.
Suddenly realizing what was happening, he quickly pushed open the door to the private room and ran inside. Young Master Wang's condition was, of course, very bad.
But he still has one or two decent friends.
He was constantly shouting at this moment:
"Why call an ambulance? We'll take him there right now." "How much has he drunk? Who was pliing him with alcohol? Let me tell you, if something really happens to Wang Ye, none of you will escape."
The female companions were also terrified and didn't know how to run.
Perhaps they understood that even if they ran away now, it would be useless.
Given Wang Ye's family background, finding them and their families would be incredibly easy.
So all they could do was hug each other and weep over their terrible fate. The bodyguard ran in and witnessed this scene.
Ignoring everyone else, he stepped forward first to check Wang Ye's pulse and heartbeat.
fine.
The person looked pale and red, swollen like a pig's head. Blood was still dripping from his side and the corner of his mouth.
But this young master Wang seemed to be doing well; although his pulse and heartbeat were rapid, they were still strong.
He's still breathing, and his heart is still beating.
The bodyguard, who had been terrified, seemed to breathe oxygen again and recovered from his suffocating, near-death state.
He immediately arranged for first aid and made sure to check with those present to confirm what had just happened.
The private room was a mess, and the outside was just as chaotic.
The bar owners, upon learning of the incident, rushed over to inquire what had happened.
Someone shouted in a harsh voice:
"Young Master Wang got into trouble at your bar, so don't even think about running away!"
The bar owner was covered in sweat, all from being anxious. After being drunk a few times, his back slumped even more.
"Yes, yes, we will take full responsibility for the medical expenses."
The bodyguard was so angry he saw stars.
"This guy is the eldest son of the Wang family. If something really happens to him, he won't even cover your medical expenses. We'll all just wait to die."
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