After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 159 - : Mr. Si hugs her tightly, his face flushed: Qiaoqiao...

Chapter 159: Chapter 159: Mr. Si hugs her tightly, his face flushed: Qiaoqiao…

“This… how could this be?” Liang Mengyun looked at the wine glass being handed back to her, her complexion somewhat uneasy. She dared not reach out to take it, unable to understand why Sang Qiao had suddenly refused to drink.

Could it be she discovered something? That shouldn’t be…

“I don’t hold my liquor well.” Sang Qiao smiled faintly, pushing the wine glass back into her hands, her response leaving no room for doubt.

Then she waved to a waiter nearby, picked up a drink from a tray, and took a sip, “Miss Liang, please.”

Liang Mengyun’s palms involuntarily began to sweat, she opened her mouth wanting to say something.

However, Sang Qiao didn’t give her the chance to refuse, chuckling lightly, “Miss Liang, do you think I lack sincerity, or look down on me? Is that why you’re reluctant to drink?”

“It’s not that, I didn’t…” Liang Mengyun shook her head, forcing a smile, her legs trembling with nervousness.

How could she drink from that wine glass that had been drugged…

“Then, is it false that you’re drinking to drown your sorrows, and you actually have ulterior motives?” A touch of coldness gleamed in Sang Qiao’s clear eyes.

Frightened, Liang Mengyun stepped back, her grip loosening, and the wine glass almost fell to the ground.

Sang Qiao’s hand was quicker; she grabbed the glass and pressed it back into Meng Yun’s hand, her voice cool, “Hold it steady, Miss Liang.”

Their commotion had already drawn the attention of others, as Sang Qiao was currently the focus of the crowd, and many found Liang Mengyun’s behavior odd.

“Could her own wine glass really be problematic if she’s afraid to drink from it?”

“Who knows what she’s thinking, she talks about drinking to ease worries but hasn’t drunk much from her own glass. Can she really get drunk like that?”

Listening to the whispers near her, Liang Mengyun was undoubtedly pushed into the limelight. She clenched the glass, gritted her teeth, and downed the wine in one go.

Her own cup, and… the drugged one.

She wiped the wine dripping from her lips, “No problems here, I genuinely just wanted to have a drink with you.”

“This is bad, on the second floor, room 203, two people… barely clothed, seem to be… messing around.”

“Which two are so bold?”

“Oh my, I must go upstairs to see which Miss’s young master is being so shameless!”

A crowd quickly surged upstairs, everyone’s curiosity piqued.

Liang Mengyun watching her arranged waiter shouting downstairs couldn’t help but feel panicky, Sang Qiao hadn’t gone upstairs yet, why had they started following the plan.

Could it be… some other Miss went upstairs to change her clothes? Then wouldn’t her brother be…

But at that moment, she couldn’t worry about others; her body started feeling a bit hot, and she knew the drug’s effects were kicking in, she clenched her teeth.

“Sang Qiao, I should head back first, let’s meet another day.”

“Alright.” Sang Qiao responded nonchalantly, glancing upstairs and frowning slightly. If she wasn’t mistaken… Chengli had also gone upstairs to change clothes and hadn’t come down yet.

With that thought, she also made her way upstairs, the crowd parting almost tacitly for her, their gazes on her complex.

Then—she saw it, Chenli with his shirt buttons undone and Liang Qiran wearing only underwear.

“…”

Liang Qiran was abnormally flushed, his eyes dazed, constantly trying to pounce on Chenli but was kicked away.

Sang Qiao didn’t hesitate, she ran a few steps to Chenli and helped him up.

“Have you been drugged?”

“Mm,” Chenli tightened his hold around her waist, burying his head forcefully into her neck and inhaling, the faint fragrance overwhelming his senses.

His hands tightened unconsciously, and his voice was uncharacteristically low, “Qiaoqiao…”

People in the crowd had already called for an ambulance, and the event organizers had also summoned a family doctor.

“Hang in there, I’ll take you to see a doctor,” Sang Qiao reached out to touch his sweat-drenched forehead, feeling the unnaturally high temperature of his body pressed against hers.

She could somewhat guess Liang Mengyun’s original plan; it must’ve been that the waiter who bumped into her with the wine was also deliberately arranged, but Chenli had blocked it for her.

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“Qiaoqiao…” The man’s lips trembled as he kissed her cheek several times.

“There are a lot of people here, be good, let’s go downstairs first,” Sang Qiao said patiently beside his ear, like soothing a child.

Chenli immediately translated this as: he could help him once they were somewhere without people.

He obediently endured, following her downstairs, his heart still struggling, really to be with her like this…

Beside them, Liang Qiran was also crazily trying to throw himself at the crowd, restrained by the collective effort of several men.

“Sang Qiao… Sang Qiao…” Liang Qiran kept shouting.

Even though Chenli was restrained by the drug effects, his consciousness was still clear; hearing this voice, he raised his leg and kicked Liang Qiran lying next to him.

“Ah…” The pain momentarily sobered Liang Qiran, but he was quickly overwhelmed by the drug effect again.

He had stayed in that room too long and had inhaled much more of the drug than Chenli.

“The doctor is here, the doctor is here!”

“The ambulance downstairs has arrived too!”

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After Chenli was taken to the hospital and the drug effects were counteracted, the random thoughts he had while following her downstairs came to mind; so, the young lady had not intended to do anything with him.

He felt somewhat relieved that nothing happened under those circumstances but also felt odd that she was unwilling.

“The doctor said you should drink more water,” Sang Qiao happened to bring up a cup of warm water, placing it beside the table and handing him the cup.

Chenli took it, sipping in silence.

Sang Qiao could tell his mood was low, the corners of her lips involuntarily twitched—a renowned Mr. Si unexpectedly in the same room with a barely clothed man.

If it weren’t for Chenli’s clothes still being intact, people might have misunderstood…

She voiced her consolation, “Still feeling embarrassed? It’s all out now.”

Chenli frowned deeply, “…”

“By the way, what happened when you went upstairs to change clothes?” Sang Qiao pulled up a stool beside his bed.

“Someone took me to room 203 to change. As soon as I entered, the door was locked, and the scent in the room was very off. Liang Qiran pounced on me,”

Chenli spoke slowly, naturally sensing something was off.

Moreover, Liang Qiran had been shouting Sang Qiao’s name, and the waiter initially carrying the wine glasses had also targeted Sang Qiao.

Thinking this through, a chill flashed across his eyes, “I will investigate this matter thoroughly and will not let any participant off. Leave it to me.”

“Alright, this matter can’t be separated from Liang Mengyun,” Sang Qiao remembered the problematic wine.

“Mm, I will focus on the investigation, you just focus on running your small company,” Chenli chuckled softly, his gaze gently lingering on her petite face.