Qin Zhuzhu approached the man who drugged the wine and was forcing the woman to drink.
"Beauty, you must drink. Come and drink, heh heh heh," the man looked disgusting and greasy.
"Please, sir. My alcohol tolerance is not good," the young woman was having a hard time pleading with the man.
The man grabbed her tightly around the waist and forced her to sit on his lap. Then he raised the glass with the intention to force the wine down her throat.
Suddenly, a fair hand knocked the glass away! The wine spilled onto the man's shirt, staining it a deep red colour.
"Hey! You bitch!" The man roared at Qin Zhuzhu. But when he turned to face her, he was stunned for a moment. She was simply too beautiful! Her skin was fair like porcelain, smooth like jade, her foxy eyes were seductively tempting anyone who looked into them.
The woman quickly took the chance to get off the man's lap.
