Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1109 - 1087

The strange discomfort from the yacht earlier enveloped her again.

Qiao Yongyong finally realized why she felt so unwell.

That Mexican had drugged her wine!

Nie Yixiao’s face tightened, knowing that she wasn’t pretending. However, his expression grew even colder as he grabbed her wrist hard: "Serves you right. Didn’t you think about the consequences of dealing with such people?"

Under his harsh rebuke, she shivered even more, tears streaming like little streams, her mind losing consciousness, muddled: "My brother is sick... I can’t not help my brother, can’t not help the Longding Society..."

His fingers gripping her wrist suddenly relaxed a bit. Her brother’s injury was related to him; it was something he owed her.

She couldn’t wait any longer, pitifully: "Brother Yixiao..."

Of course, he knew what she wanted to say.

She wanted him to be her antidote!

Last time in the China bar, it was like this, and now she wanted to do it again? Is this woman naturally a seductress?

In the past three years, to how many men had she pitifully said such words?

"Go to the hospital and get your stomach pumped," he said grumpily.

"The police are probably searching the entire city tonight... If I go to the hospital now, I’ll definitely get caught."

He was infuriated: "Are you still a girl?"

Didn’t he remember? Three years ago, he had already made her a woman. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

She gathered her courage, leaned over, whispered in his ear with a delicate breath, sweetly saying: "No, I’m the Little Demoness. Young master."

With one seductive phrase, she completely shattered his wall of willpower!

His eyes suddenly turned fierce, unable to control himself anymore...

...

The night passed quickly.

In the middle of the night, there was a heavy rainstorm, as if tearing apart the sky of Mexico City.

Throughout the process, Qiao Yongyong could feel his anger and disdain.

She knew that he despised her lack of self-respect and was disgusted by her disgrace, right?

But he didn’t know that it was because he was the man.

She didn’t blame him.

She initially thought she would never meet him again in this life; being able to see him again and spending such a night was already worthwhile.

When morning came, the rain stopped.

The sporadic leftover raindrops on the eaves dripped on the window, like discordant notes disturbing one’s mind. Qiao Yongyong was awakened by it and got up.

Except for herself, the room was empty.

Did he leave?

She jumped out of bed, rushed to the door, only to see the door creak open.

Nie Yixiao stood at the door, just bringing something upstairs, watching her use a large white blanket to cover her chest, looking for him, his gaze darkened: "Planning to go out?"

This woman, there isn’t a moment she doesn’t need supervision!

In this state, does she want to attract the whistles of other guests or provoke the romantic advances of passerby?

She clutched the blanket tighter to her chest and stuck out her tongue: "I thought you were gone, just wanted to go out and take a look."

He threw a stack of things on the bed: "I bought some clothes and toiletries from the nearby supermarket this morning. The waiter will bring breakfast up to you later. I’ll say it again, for these few days, don’t leave the hotel, don’t even leave this room."

Last night was so wild that her clothes were torn beyond decency, completely unwearable. Looking at the clothes on the bed, she picked up one piece, furrowing her delicate brows: "So ugly. Straight men’s taste is indeed poor."

She picked up a pair of pants, looking even more disdainful: "And this, this pattern, this style... from the eighties? Even the fifty-something maid at my home wouldn’t wear it."

Nie Yixiao coldly said: "Are you preparing for a beauty pageant? As long as they fit."

"But they could still be a bit prettier. If I look good in them, you’ll also feel more comfortable looking. Hehe."

He was too lazy to argue with her: "I’m leaving."

Although he hadn’t participated with the local Mexican police last night as a Chinese assistant, it wouldn’t be good if the people who came from China noticed his sudden absence for a night.

He should return before anyone notices his departure from the apartment.

As he turned to leave, she called after him: "Will you still come over these days?"

"Depends on the situation."

She pouted: "I don’t want to hide in such a shabby hotel for days. If you don’t come to see me every day, I’ll go out and find you myself."

Nie Yixiao turned around, stepping over in two strides, his gaze cold as he raised her face: "You think it’s fun? If you don’t want to end up in jail, restrain yourself! If you dare to step outside, I’ll bind you here for a few days! You can choose."

Her chin hurt from his grip, but she still looked up at him with eyes full of laughter, like a little demoness purposefully testing his heart: "You still care about me, don’t you? Afraid I’ll be caught by the police if I go out, afraid I’ll be imprisoned, right?"

He cut off the little demoness’s self-indulgent fantasy: "If you get caught, it won’t end well for me either. The Ning Family would also be implicated."

Two months ago, he was only able to join this team going to Mexico due to Ning Xiaochuan’s connections.

If it was exposed that he saved the Longding Society’s lady, he’d be an accomplice with a traitor’s crime, and Ning Xiaochuan would also bear responsibility.

Her smile faded slightly, and seeing him walk toward the door, she still pushed forward, running over to hug his waist: "So you’re promising not to leave me alone these days? You will come to see me every day?"

Nie Yixiao’s striking body hesitated, turned his head down, looking coldly at the small figure clinging to him, pinching her chin, with his rough thumb gliding across her delicate skin, gritting his teeth: "Qiao Yongyong, you really are a demoness."