I carefully took out the mobile phone from his body, but fortunately the phone was still ringing. Fan Cheng answered the phone first.

"Zhixiu, are you busy..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Fan Cheng, "Young madam, where are you? I'll take Mr. Ji to find you. He's not in a good condition right now."

Shen Tingyu's heart was beating fast and her head was racing. This should be, Fan Cheng? What does it mean that things are not going well? What happened? No matter what, the top priority now is to see this man.

An idea came to her mind quickly, and she said vaguely, “Send him to Sijichun first. I have a private suite there. Room number is 5208. I'll be there in a minute."

Fan Cheng nodded, "Okay, I'll send him there first."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Tingyu's heart was still beating fast. She was extremely sober at this moment, and for some reason, Fan Cheng recognized the wrong person. The person he was looking for should be Jiang Mian.

Unexpectedly, even the Young Madam was called. Have they come this far?

Reluctance and anger intertwined. She took a deep breath and said to her assistant, “Turn off the afternoon activities. If Luo Fei comes to you, just say it was my intention."

"But Sister Yu, you have to go to the set this afternoon..."

All that was left to the little assistant was a retreating figure.

Shen Tingyu got up and took a taxi to Sijichun.

Shikichun is the largest five-star hotel in Kyoto, and she has reserved a room there all year round.

Calculating the time in his mind, he estimated that Fan Cheng should have sent the person there by now.

When she arrived at the front desk, she asked, “Check for me, did anyone come to check in at 5208 just now?"

The lady at the front desk did a few operations on the computer, then smiled and said, “Yes, I came here ten minutes ago."

Shen Tingyu felt reassured and nodded, "Thank you."

She didn't take the elevator for fear of bumping into Fan Cheng. It took a long time to climb the stairs. When she finally reached the door of the room, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Tingyu opened the door.

On the oversized bed, the man closed his eyes and moaned, seemingly in great pain. The ends of his eyes were deep red with lust, and on such a cold day, there were even a few drops of sweat on his temples. The collar of the shirt was wide open, and the thin lips under the high bridge of the nose were making a heart-warming sound.

Fan Cheng sent the people to the place and realized that the task was completed and left.

Shen Tingyu couldn't help but blush. She knew at a glance that Ji Zhixiu had been drugged.

God-given opportunity. She said secretly. Walking over in two steps, she boldly touched the man's cheek with her palm. His skin was hot. Such close contact was like desert green water to him, more useful than any medicine.

Shen Tingyu's breathing became rapid. The man was obviously unconscious and instinctively grabbed her hand. With the person she longed for so close, she made a bold decision.

Reluctantly taking her hand away from Ji Zhixiu's, she looked gentle and said in a soft voice, “Wait for me, I'll take a shower first, okay?"

Ji Zhixiu closed his eyes and did not respond.

…

"How's it going? Will the young master come back later?" Aunt Song asked.

Jiang Mian shook his head, "I can't get through. I'm on a call. Maybe I'm busy right now."

Jiang Mian didn't take it to heart and finished the food served by Aunt Song. She squeezed a bag of cat strips and fed them to the dried fish. As soon as she tore them open, Jiang Mian's hand shook accidentally and the cat strips fell to the ground. The dried fish immediately jumped off her body and ate them clean. .

Then he stared at Jiang Mian with his tail wagging, his eyes innocent and cute.

Jiang Mian couldn't help but smile, and then tore another one to her.

Aunt Song came out after cleaning up the kitchen and said, "Master, do you want me to call you again?"

She wanted the two young people to spend more time together, as their busy schedule would affect their relationship.

"No need, he will call me back when he sees it." Jiang Mian didn't want to disturb him when he was busy.

"It's okay to ask, young madam. The young master will definitely be happy if you call me." Aunt Song encouraged.

Jiang Mian was helpless and couldn't stand Aunt Song's repeated encouragement. She took out her mobile phone and said, "Okay, then I'll call and ask."

Jiang Mian frowned this time. Aunt Song saw that she looked wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"

"No one answered."

This situation almost never happened, and Jiang Mian instinctively sensed that something was wrong. She asked, “Aunt Song, do you have Fan Cheng's phone number?"

Aunt Song had no contact with Fan Cheng, so she shook her head.

But he quickly added, “I don't have it, but Sun Shu must have it. I'll ask him to check it for you."

Jiang Mian nodded, "Okay."

Aunt Song immediately used the intercom to call Sun Shu over. A few minutes later, Sun Shu trotted over, "What's wrong, young lady?"

"Sun Shu, do you have Fan Cheng's phone number? Help me find it."

"Yes," Fan Cheng called up the phone book from his iPad, "Young Madam, this is it."

Jiang Mian glanced at it and wrote down the number, "Okay, I understand. You can go back. Thank you."

After Fan Cheng saw off Ji Zhixiu, he went back to the company. As soon as he arrived at the door, he received an unknown number.

"Hey, who's there?"

"Fan Cheng, I am Jiang Mian. Are Ji Zhixiu with you?"

Fan Cheng was frightened by this question. If this number was the young lady herself, then who was the woman who called Mr. Ji before? ?

His throat was dry, and the first priority was to tell the truth to Mr. Ji first, "Madam, the situation is a bit urgent now. Please listen to me first. Mr. Ji was drugged at tonight's wine party. Then a woman happened to call me. Thinking it was you, she asked me to take Mr. Ji to the Four Seasons Spring Hotel, and now I have just come back."

Jiang Mian said coldly, "Room number."

"5208. Young Madam, do you want me to come with you?"

The young lady was calmer than he thought. Fan Cheng asked quickly, partly because he wanted to atone for his sins.

"No. Remember, this is my number. If anything happens in the future, I will call you again." She quickly finished explaining and called Xiang Long, "Let's go, drive me to Sijichun now."

No matter who the woman who made the phone call was mistakenly identified as, Jiang Mian knew that she definitely had bad intentions.

God knows how scared Jiang Mian is now. Being drugged means that the person is unconscious. If Ji Zhixiu was touched by another woman, Jiang Mian wouldn't blame him, but... he would have trouble getting over it.

She had mixed feelings. She had seen this kind of unclean medicine in the circle several times before, and some people were even stifled to death because they couldn't get relief.

She didn't want to see either outcome from Ji Zhixiu.

Along the way, she kept urging Xiang Long, "Drive faster, drive faster."

Although Xiang Long didn't know what happened, he knew that the situation was urgent and nodded, "We'll be there in five minutes. Sit tight, madam."

When getting off the bus, Jiang Mian almost felt sick. If he had known, he would not eat the food cooked by Aunt Song just now...

The feeling of food churning in her stomach was so uncomfortable that she found a trash can, scratched her throat and spit it out.

After vomiting, she entered Sijichun and went straight to the front desk, "I'm here to catch someone raping you. You don't want me to call the police, right? Open 5208 for me, and I'll take some evidence and file for divorce."

Jiang Mian wore a mask and sunglasses, so his appearance could not be seen clearly. The man following behind him was tall and expressionless, and he was not easy to mess with at first glance. At first glance, he looked like he was a rapist with a thug.

Generally, there is an unwritten rule in places like this. If you want to catch a mistress, the front desk will let you go, as long as you don't make a big fuss, don't reveal your privacy, and don't tell the front desk.

The girl at the front desk was startled. She moved the mouse to find 5208, "Please tell me your registration name."

Jiang Mian frowned, "There is no way to repay this. He used the name of the mistress. I promise that what I said is true and will not hinder your work."

No one would immorally condemn a mistress who ruined other people's families. The front desk gave her a sympathetic look and handed her a card, "You go up and swipe the card. Send it back to me after you swipe it."

"Thank you," Jiang Mian held her hand and lowered his voice, "If I get a successful divorce later and get the property, I'll treat you to dinner."

The little girl was stunned by what she said, nodded and urged, “Then go quickly, I'll wait for your good news."

The second before Jiang Mian entered the elevator, he heard the little girl say in a vague voice, “How pitiful..."

In the elevator, I watched the floors being added one by one. Jiang Mian felt unspeakably nervous. Xiang Long whispered, "Madam, the president will be fine."

"It'll be fine."

…

Afraid that Ji Zhixiu wouldn't be able to wait, Shen Tingyu didn't plan to take a long bath. However, once she entered the bathroom, she wanted to give the man an unforgettable experience.

I took a careful shower, used a nice-smelling shower gel, and finally sprayed some perfume on my body.

The woman in the mirror has a charming face and clearly visible joy mixed with a hint of nervousness in her eyes.

She wrapped herself in a bathrobe and opened the bathroom door.

At the door of 5208, Jiang Mian said, “Open the door."

Xiang Long put the card on, but there was no response. He reacted, "Young madam, what she gave was the elevator card, not the room card."

The front desk did not dare to give out the room card casually. If he broke in rashly, he would damage the hotel. Jiang Mian understood. Her eyes darkened and she said sternly, “I'll knock on the door, and someone will come to open the door later. You just do as I say, do you understand?"

"clear!"

Jiang Mian knocked on the door with one finger.

"Who?" Shen Tingyu asked.

Who else will come at this time? Could it be that Fan Cheng left and came back?

"Miss, we are hotel room service. Do you need anything?"

Shen Tingyu was unhappy. At this time, it was best for no one to disturb her and Ji Zhixiu. She raised her voice, "I don't need it."

Jiang Mian frowned. The sound was a good thing, indicating that he hadn't reached that stage yet. But now it is absolutely impossible to insist on not opening the door.

"Miss, I picked up a card at the door. Could you please come out and see if it's yours?"

The sound at the door sounded again, and this time Shen Tingyu did not refuse. She came in a hurry, and there was no telling if she really lost something.

Reluctantly, she glanced at the man on the bed, and then she thought, there was no rush for this minute anyway.

Shen Tingyu walked over and opened the door. The door was not opened very wide, "Where is the card? Let me take a look?"

Jiang Mian was not surprised to see her. If anyone had feelings for Ji Zhixiu and Sima Zhao, it was her.

"No card." She smiled lightly.

Then he immediately changed his tone and said in a serious and cold voice, "Now, Xiang Long, get in here."

It was impossible to let Shen Tingyu open the door. Only by adopting this method could he get in.

Shen Tingyu finally saw that it was her, and was shocked and angry, "It's you, Jiang Mian!"

She reacted very quickly, although she didn't know how Jiang Mian found him. But the instinct is to close the door immediately.