Upon hearing these words, Ruan Yiyi’s eyes instantly froze.

Was there really something wrong with that glass of wine?!

And then, more detailed words came from her subordinate on the phone:

"Miss, we sent the residue of that wine for examination, and it indeed contained a sedative and a mood-enhancing drug..."

The subordinate continued to say a lot, including from which bartender this glass of wine came, but Ruan Yiyi could no longer listen.

Her eyes were covered with a layer of frost, and her brows were filled with anger.

Someone actually dared to drug her drink.

However, the glass was accidentally drunk by Wen Yu; it would be fine even if he drank it, as long as she was there.

But what if she had consumed this drink?

Whose plot would she have fallen into?

A shadowy figure vaguely appeared in her mind.

She seemed to have a general idea of who that person was.

Who tried to toast her with this drink last night...?!

When Ruan Yiyi spoke again, she gritted her teeth and squeezed out each word:

"Investigate, catch that bartender, and find out what this is all about! A small bartender certainly wouldn’t dare act alone; we must find out who’s behind him!"

Since they dared to use such despicable means, don’t blame her for repaying in kind!

"Yes, Miss." The other person responded.

Then she hung up the phone, clutching her phone tightly.

Damn bastard, just wait and see if she doesn’t skin him alive!

Ruan Yiyi did her best to control her emotions, and when she looked back at the big bed, her gaze suddenly deepened.

The young man was still lying quietly on the bed, and she had already knocked him out.

Indeed, he was innocent.

After covering him up with a quilt, Ruan Yiyi left.

The effect of the drug should wear off by tomorrow; any matters can be discussed then.

The suite had two bedrooms, one master and one guest.

She returned to her master bedroom and took a bath.

The bathtub was sprinkled with rose petals, exuding a faint fragrance.

With a splash, a slender figure emerged from the bathtub, gasping for breath after holding it for a minute.

Under the dim bathroom light, her creamy smooth and fair skin was half-hidden in the water.

Her arms were slender, her figure curvaceous.

A mature and alluring woman’s body, like a ripe and juicy peach.

Every movement radiated femininity.

Yet, she projected a rather aloof aura, making her seem mysterious and hard to approach.

And indeed it was so, many liked her, but she found just too many men insincere or scheming.

She had absolutely no interest.

She leaned against the bathtub, closing her eyes to rest.

Her face and eyelashes still bore traces of water droplets.

At this moment, her mind seemed to drift off.

The boy’s eyes were clean and clear, his nose straight and delicate, his lips warm and inviting.

The boy’s collarbone...

Not knowing what else she was thinking, she suddenly opened her eyes, staring ahead with eyes touched by water drops.

Finally, somewhat helpless, she wiped the water drops from her face, licking her somewhat dry lips.

Damn it.

She wasn’t that indecent.

That young guy was at least an adult, so what if there were only a few years between them, he tempted her first!

With another splash, a pair of long legs stepped out of the bathtub.

Barefoot, she stepped on the tiles.

She wrapped herself in a bathrobe—