During the banquet, Ye Changkong couldn't find Ye Mengyao and started to get a bit anxious. Could she really have gotten drunk?
Thinking of this, he called Jiang Che.
"Xiao Che, is Mengyao with you?"
"Uncle Ye, Ye Mengyao got drunk and now she's clinging to me..."
Jiang Che lay on the bed, his tone slightly cold.
When Ye Changkong heard that Jiang Che had taken Ye Mengyao away, he breathed a sigh of relief, but soon his heart filled with bitterness.
Jiang Che drugging Mengyao? He certainly wouldn't believe such a crude lie from Lin Yu.
But a grown man with a young, beautiful, and drunk girl...
How could he not know what might happen?
Although Jiang Che had always shown an attitude of disinterest towards Ye Mengyao, with a beauty in his arms... who could resist?
"Xiao Che... how is Mengyao now?" Ye Changkong asked with concern.
Jiang Che replied irritably, "She drank too much and kept pestering me to tell her stories. She's asleep now."
As an ultimate daughter-con, Ye Changkong wasn't at all comfortable leaving Ye Mengyao with Jiang Che, a grown man.
"Where are you two? I'm coming over right now!"
But Lin Xue quickly snatched the phone from Ye Changkong. "Xiao Che, our Mengyao is in your care now. She can't handle her drink, so take good care of her."
And with that, she hung up the phone in a flash.
Ye Changkong was completely baffled. "Honey, what are you doing? Mengyao is with Jiang Che! What if something happens?"
Lin Xue glared at him. "Young people's affairs, you don't need to meddle. This is a crucial opportunity for Mengyao and Jiang Che to get closer. If you interfere... Mengyao might not thank you; she might even hate you!"
Ye Changkong grew even more anxious. "What if they end up doing something they shouldn't? That's my daughter~~~"
Lin Xue, however, was confident. "I know Jiang Che well. He's a well-behaved boy and won't do anything out of line."
"And have you ever thought... that Mengyao might have deliberately gotten drunk?"
"Ah? Honey, is that even possible?"
The two of them, with their overactive imaginations, began to overthink the situation.
However, their plans clearly backfired.
Who is Jiang Che, after all?
......
Although Ye Mengyao's birthday banquet had ended, many people were still preoccupied with their thoughts.
For instance, Bai Jie, who had drugged Ye Mengyao, was filled with regret. Others might not know... they all thought Ye Mengyao was just drunk, but she knew very well that Ye Mengyao had been drugged!
A man and a woman alone together, with the girl drugged... no need to think to know what would happen.
Yu Wan'er was also quite nervous.
She knew Jiang Che all too well. Although he put on a cold front, seemingly uninterested in Ye Mengyao,
his true nature was that of a super pervert. With a drunk Ye Mengyao in his hands... what else could happen?
This left her thoughts in a tangle. Although Jiang Che left a very bad impression on her, she had to admit... she was starting to develop feelings for him.
"Pervert! Bastard! Scumbag!"
The little girl was on the verge of tears, cursing Jiang Che in her heart and stomping her feet in anger.
......
Ye Mengyao's 19th birthday passed in her sleep.
She slept straight from Saturday noon until the next morning.
"Mmm~"
The girl slowly opened her eyes, "The bed is so warm~"
Ye Mengyao gradually opened her eyes, then instinctively frowned.
But when she focused her gaze, she was instantly dumbfounded.
No way???
What exactly happened last night?
She only remembered drinking a cup of wine, feeling uncomfortable, and going to the bathroom. Everything after that was a blur.
Endless fear and panic almost made her cry.
But when she saw the face of the person beside her, she was slightly stunned.
Jiang... Jiang Che?
How could it be Jiang Che?
This realization greatly calmed Ye Mengyao's initial panic.
Luckily... it wasn't someone else.
Even, there was an imperceptible joy in her heart.
But as long as it was Jiang Che... she felt very safe.
Thus, she curled up beside Jiang Che, secretly observing the boy's profile.
He was indeed very handsome!
This made her think of her aversion to men.
It turned out that what she hated wasn't men, but ugly men.
As she was lost in thought, Jiang Che opened his eyes.
Ye Mengyao: "≧﹏≦"
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