When He Wenyu was carried into the room by Qhianqhian, everyone gasped. Her flushed cheeks clearly showed the drug’s potent effect.

When Elvis came in, he had a look of discomfort on his face. Heaven knows how he endured those seductive sounds along the way... It was sheer torment.

This made him hurry back faster, with white mist still emitting from Qhianqhian’s body, lowering the surrounding temperature and making He Wenyu more comfortable.

"I knocked her unconscious; I can’t do anything further," Qhianqhian was almost in tears, after all, she isn’t a man, and on the car, He Wenyu was kissing, hugging, and touching her randomly, which made her feel shy, okay? Finally, she could only turn her head and knock the person out.

However, after knocking her unconscious, only He Wenyu’s harassing actions stopped. She was still subconsciously twisting her body and making those embarrassing sounds...

Luo Xinyue blushed red and waved at Qhianqhian: "Quickly send her to the room..."

In the room, there were only these two girls, even if they felt pity for Qhianqhian, they couldn’t help her. Most importantly... pity Qhianqhian doing this? Are you kidding? Qhianqhian is now a ’Powerful Woman’; moving something heavy is easy for her.

"Elixir, take it internally, then soak her in warm water." Yan calmly tossed a bottle to Qhianqhian, drawing a beautiful arc in the air before landing steadily in her hand.

Although he intended to help, this involved a girl, and even with a benevolent heart, he should avoid suspicion.

If anything went awry, and having seen her body meant he had to take responsibility, then what would he do?

Qhianqhian found a swim ring and put it on He Wenyu to prevent her from slipping into the water, exhaled a breath of relief, and fed her the elixir. Watching her face become less dramatically red, Qhianqhian changed clothes and went downstairs, her expression serious.

She noticed Zhang Sheng’s expression too, indicating it wasn’t his doing, so who was it? Everyone here were her classmates and friends, for many years. Suspicion was difficult for her to bear.

Why someone would bring such things to a class reunion was unclear.

Chu Ci wasn’t even in the country due to a competition, and today there were only five girls present.

Apart from herself and He Wenyu, there were only Zhang Jingjing and Li Qi, and the barely noticeable classmate Xia Qi.

The past disputes between Xia Qi and Qhianqhian were quite lively; meeting without arguing was already good.

Of course, this speaks for Xia Qi herself; Qhianqhian wouldn’t do that. She considered herself a person with grace.

"Brother, checked the surveillance... Hmm? Dad?" Looking at the laptop in Luo Xinyue’s hand, Qhianqhian was slightly surprised, then pouted: "You should rest, we’ll handle this ourselves, don’t end up tired tomorrow."

Having parents solve such matters wouldn’t be right, and Qhianqhian didn’t want her father to worry over this.

"He’s too slow," Luo Xinyue didn’t lift her head, fingers swiftly tapping the keyboard, while Elvis shrugged helplessly beside her, not that he didn’t want to help, he was just deemed unwanted.

"The hallway surveillance has shown nothing abnormal since you all entered the private room, just normal serving. Even when each of you came out, there wasn’t any unexpected activity, ruling out spontaneous plans or secret transactions." After a thorough check, Luo Xinyue’s face darkened more.

What does this mean? Someone had designs on He Wenyu for a while? But He Wenyu and Qhianqhian are inseparable, how do we know what the other party is thinking? Though believing his daughter capable of self-defense, the old father couldn’t bear contemplating the potential outcome, feeling as if his treasured orchid had caught a thief’s eye, with no theft but constant attention, it felt unsettling...

"Dad, you should rest assured, I’m fine." Qhianqhian calmly supported Luo Xinyue into the room, suddenly knocked her unconscious, took off the jacket and shoes, tucked her into bed, covered her with a quilt, and left with a puzzled look: "Why does it seem like I’ve been knocking people out all day?"

First He Wenyu, then her dad, knocking unconscious for no reason...

She felt like she was the villain...

"I’ll call the classmates to ask about the situation, you all go rest, don’t worry." Qhianqhian smiled at everyone, picking up He Wenyu’s phone, and turned to walk into the yard, starting to contact classmates, starting from those nearby.

Just unexpectedly, she got a clue from the first call. He Wenyu was only stopped while drinking from a glass belonging to Qhianqhian, but He Wenyu didn’t listen.

After that, her behavior turned strange, she went to the bathroom, and Zhang Sheng followed out sensing something was amiss.

Receiving this information, Qhianqhian thanked him. Pei Yuhao noticed it seemed odd: "Something happened?"

"No, don’t overthink it." Qhianqhian took a deep breath, said goodnight, and hung up the call, hesitated for a long time before calling Zhang Sheng.

As soon as the call connected, before Qhianqhian could speak, the other side had already guessed her identity and purpose: "Qhianqhian? Asking about what happened?"

"Mm... I acted hastily earlier, sorry..." Fortunately, she was sensible enough not to stab directly; had Zhang Sheng gone too far, it would’ve been unpredictable...

"No need to apologize, I knew the drink was drugged, it’s my fault for not stopping her," Zhang Sheng took a deep breath, his voice carrying annoyance: "I didn’t expect she’d really drink it, otherwise I would’ve dealt with it earlier."

"You knew?" Qhianqhian took a cold breath, suddenly feeling cold, could it be he drugged it?

"Mm, that drug has a distinct smell, you might not detect it, but I, with frequent exposure, certainly would?" Zhang Sheng didn’t deny, later followed with a bitter laugh: "You probably suspected I drugged you earlier, right? It wasn’t me."

"Then who?" Qhianqhian was confused, even with grudges against her, it wasn’t necessary to use such drugs, right? The drug... is completely damaging and not beneficial? Mostly, who would resent her so much? Her interpersonal dealings weren’t this bad, were they?

"I can only say, all drinks poured from the same bottle, nothing wrong with the booze."

Zhang Sheng’s voice held a slight sentiment, clearly knowing something.

After a moment of silence, Qhianqhian thanked him and hung up, sitting quietly in the yard, somewhat at a loss.