Wen Mian indeed noticed something strange.
In the struggle with Du Weizhe, Wen Mian's vision blurred.
It didn't seem like a normal reaction, more like she had been drugged.
Wen Mian clenched her teeth and stretched out her hand to twist his arm.
Du Weizhe did indeed grunt from the pain, but Wen Mian confronted him, "Did you drug me?"
The man laughed exaggeratedly but didn't refute her accusation.
"It was your own carelessness, how can you blame me?"
Wen Mian wished she could bring Du Weizhe to justice.
He was so arrogant at that moment; Wen Mian really couldn't think of any way to deal with him.
"Just submit to me quietly, and perhaps I'll spare your life."
"Bullshit!"
Wen Mian reached out to hit Du Weizhe, but the man was stronger, and he quickly got her under control.
By the time Wen Mian thought of resisting again, she was already firmly held.
"Come on, I'll take you to a nice place."
As his words fell, a dark shadow suddenly appeared behind Du Weizhe.
