After drinking, Mo Rao returned the glass to Yan Qiang and wiped the corner of her mouth. "Alright, Mr. Yan, I'm going to the washroom. I won't talk to you anymore."
She wanted to find an excuse to shake off this wretched man.
"Alright." Yan Qiang didn't pester her anymore and only watched Mo Rao leave.
After a few minutes, he thought that it was about time, so he followed her.
Mo Rao had already gone to the washroom and was washing her hands beside the sink. However, for some reason, she felt a burning sensation in her body, making her feel uncomfortable, especially in a certain private part. She actually felt itchy and wanted something to stop it.
Something was wrong. Mo Rao looked at her gradually blushing face in the mirror and realized that she had been drugged!
That glass of wine must have been tampered with. No wonder that wretched man insisted that she drink it!
