The next evening, Wei Yurou casually made a few calls, inviting over a few dissipated scions she used to party with, her fair-weather friends.
She then told Yuanmiao that she was going to introduce her to a wealthy boyfriend like she had promised before.
Tonight, she would make good on that promise…
When Yuanmiao heard that she would get to meet a rich second-generation heir, she readily agreed. She dressed herself up, unsuspecting and eagerly headed to the clubhouse.
Once she arrived in the private room, as an innocent young girl, she was hardly a match for those playboys who frequented such places.
They coaxed her into drinking, and after sending a few shots of strong liquor down her throat, Yuanmiao quickly lost consciousness.
Plop—
The porcelain cup shattered, the liquor spilled and stained the hem of her dress.
Wei Yurou gave a devious chuckle, walked over to Yuanmiao in her high heels, and disdainfully prodded her with her shoe tip a few times.
