Wen Yu: "..."

His brow furrowed even more tightly.

Whose sister is she supposed to be?

How could that woman talk such nonsense? 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"She’s not my sister." He spat out, expressionless.

"Oh come on, if she is, she is. What’s there to hide? Quickly introduce your sister and share her WeChat with us!"

At this point, the conversation seemed to have reached its limit. Wen Yu directly pushed away, suddenly stood up, and left without looking back.

"Hey, Wen Yu—"

They called his name from behind, but his steps never stopped.

No one knew what he was thinking, but it was clear from his expression that he seemed angry.

...

And in fact, that was indeed the case.

Although he said nothing, his face clearly spelled "angry."

What made him say he was her brother?

Did he get his permission?

Or perhaps, in her mind, he was just an immature younger brother...!

She even took it upon herself to pay for everyone’s table...

"Ha...!"

Wen Yu gritted his teeth slightly, stood up, and blended into the crowd.

In a place like this, surrounded by so many men, where would she go tonight?

An uncontrolled thought flashed in his mind:

She was drunk, staggering, unable to stand straight, and a man was holding her waist, taking her into a hotel.

This kind of scenario often occurs in a nightclub, but imagining it happening to her now turned his face green.

His eyes darkened.

He hid in the shadows, searching for her figure, watching her every move.

More importantly, he guarded against the wolves around her.

Finally, he saw her again.

She returned to her previous spot, with Jiang Cheng and many others.

Jiang Cheng looked at his watch, seeming to think the time was about right, and got up to leave.

Yet she remained seated, listening to others speaking enthusiastically to her.

Everything seemed normal, without any oddities.

But just then, Wen Yu’s attention was suddenly drawn to another person not far away.

A man in a bartender’s uniform was holding a tray.

Beside him stood a man in a blue shirt, collar loosely open, looking quite presentable, yet at this moment, he picked up a drink and, with a slight twist of his fingers, a small packet of white powder poured out from between his fingers.

It all fell into that drink, and he shook it, eventually concealing it completely, leaving no trace.

Yet his lips curved into a smirk.

With malicious intent.

Wen Yu watched this scene from the shadows, his eyes gradually changing.

A cold, harsh aura enveloped him.

Why did he notice that man? Because he was the one pestering her earlier.

So, what does he plan to do now?

Drug the drink, is that it?

After doing that, the man patted the bartender on the shoulder, signaling him to do something.

Wen Yu watched that scene, staring intently, and moved over himself.

Maneuvering through the crowd.

The bartender specifically delivered the drink to Jiang Cheng and their group.

The man in the blue shirt sat beside Ruan Yiyi, first took a drink himself, then handed another glass to Ruan Yiyi.

He put on a gentlemanly demeanor, unclear what he was saying to her, but he didn’t miss that she accepted the drink!