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At Song Wen's home.

This is a three-bedroom, one-living-room house, and it's also a two-story house.

Song Wen lived upstairs, and her apartment was in a modern style, so it was clear that Song Wen's living environment was really nice.

Sitting on the sofa, looking at the overhead light and the clean, white tablecloth, it all puts me in a good mood.

Song Wen stood behind a bar, holding a glass of wine in her hand, swirling it gently, looking rather sophisticated.

Zhang Tianhao, on the other hand, seemed unfazed. Looking at the red wine in front of him, a faint smile inexplicably appeared on his lips.

“Miss Song, it seems your family is quite well-off. With Uncle Song and Aunt Liu’s means, they really can’t afford such luxurious decorations.”

"Really? I feel like it's about the same. How can you be so sure that two people can't support my expenses?"

"Hehe, given the environment of Changfeng County, we shouldn't have such luxurious decorations. It must be the kind of decor you only find in big cities."

"Given the current conditions, we both know how difficult it would be to transport it over, don't we?"

"You've regained your memories?"

"No, it's just a feeling. I've been here for several days now. I've been to furniture stores, but there's no furniture this good, no lighting this nice, and no wine this good."

"Oh, so you can make that judgment under these conditions!"

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be so observant, Xiao Tian!"

Song Wen smiled and didn't say anything more. Instead, she looked at Zhang Tianhao with a hint of inexplicable expectation in her eyes.

"By the way, Miss Song, do you have anything to eat? I'm really starving. I didn't eat lunch and just had a bowl of noodles for dinner. I'm so hungry I'm practically starving."

"Hehe, you don't actually want to eat it, do you? You just don't know what you want to eat?"

Seeing Song Wen's captivating eyes blinking, Zhang Tianhao couldn't help but complain. He never expected that Song Wen, who was usually calm and composed, would make such a gesture and expression.

"Fine, if you don't want to eat, then don't. Let's have a drink, it's time to go back!"

Zhang Tianhao let out a breath, then, with a look of regret, downed the glass of red wine in one gulp.

I carefully poured myself another glass of wine, gently swirled it, and occasionally inhaled the aroma of the red wine.

Meanwhile, Song Wen was giggling as she watched, her eyes brimming with amusement as she looked at Zhang Tianhao, as if she had him completely under her thumb.

"Dr. Wang, who exactly are you?"

"I don't know either, but he's called Wang Xiaotian now, so it shouldn't be wrong!"

Zhang Tianhao smiled but didn't answer further. He suddenly frowned, a look of shock in his eyes.

At the same time, a strange heat flowed directly from below his lower abdomen, causing him to groan involuntarily. He looked at Song Wen with a strange look in his eyes.

"Miss Song, did you drug me?"

Zhang Tianhao managed to utter a sentence, as if being drugged was completely unexpected.

"Impossible, how could I possibly drug you?"

Upon hearing this, Song Wen panicked and her face showed shock.

Why would I drug you when you were perfectly fine?

Song Wen's voice also became serious and calm.

"They didn't drug me, so there's something wrong with this wine. I think we don't need to say anything more!"

"The wine is problematic? How could that be? It's just ordinary red wine, how could there be a problem!"

Song Wen also took a light sniff of the red wine, her eyes showing even more certainty.

"What good would it do me to drug you? Besides, we don't seem to have anything to say to each other! There's no need for me to drug you, is there?" "Alright, Miss Song, if you didn't drug me, then someone else is trying to harm you. So, I'd like to ask you to give me a bathroom so I can soak in some cold water!"

Upon hearing that he wanted to soak in cold water, Song Wen, who had been worried, immediately showed a hint of unease on her face.

"Was this wine drugged?"

At this moment, Zhang Tianhao's face also turned a little red, his breathing became heavy, and even his eyes looked bloodshot as he looked at Song Wen.

"I'm a doctor, I can still tell what kind of medicine it is!"

Zhang Tianhao glared at her immediately, stood up with a helpless look, and swayed slightly.

"What a potent drug!"

Although he had only drunk a glass of red wine, the effects were extremely rapid, so rapid that even Zhang Tianhao did not expect it. In less than five minutes, the drug had already taken effect.

Even Zhang Tianhao was caught off guard and could only slowly stand up, his body swaying once again.

"Do you want me to help you?"

"No need, just tell me where it is, and I'll go there!"

"it is good!"

She pointed to the bathroom on the side, her face flushed slightly, since although she hadn't drunk much, she had at least consumed some.

These factors alone are enough to make one feel somewhat uncomfortable. The effects of the medicine will also kick in.

"Go to your room, I'll keep an eye on things!"

Seeing that Song Wen's face was also red, he knew that Song Wen had also been drugged, so he stood up, went to the door, locked the door, and closed it.

They also pushed a sofa to block the door, preventing anyone from breaking in.

As for the windows, he wasn't worried about them. After all, all the windows here were reinforced with steel bars, making it impossible to get in and out easily.

At this moment, Song Wen also realized that she had also been treated with traditional Chinese medicine, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes.

After all, who would have thought that he would be given traditional Chinese medicine? Wasn't that a slap in the face to her, especially since he was drugging her at her own home?

As for who this person is, he doesn't want to know right now, but this matter is definitely not going to end like this.

"Xiao Tian, ​​are you sure you can do it?"

'Go ahead, I'm fine!'

Zhang Tianhao took a deep breath, went straight to the bathroom, lay down in the bathtub, and started running cold water.

As the cold water flowed down, Zhang Tianhao felt a chill run through his body, as if countless icy energies were drilling directly into it.

Meanwhile, a surge of heat was also emanating from his body, and the two forces engaged in a fierce battle between his skin, causing his body to feel as if it were about to explode, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Just as he was feeling unwell, a strange sound came from another room—a low moan.

Upon hearing this sound, Zhang Tianhao's body underwent a change, giving him an urge to curse.

He clearly hadn't expected that Song Wen would also be infected. Alone in her room, she was enduring the pain and discomfort, and the physical discomfort made her voice grow louder and louder.

Although I was trying to suppress my voice and didn't want to make a sound, the sound still couldn't be stopped.

It's because Zhang Tianhao's hearing is too good and too sensitive.

"Damn Song Wen, aren't you trying to make me commit a crime? No man could resist that!"

At this moment, Zhang Tianhao felt an urge to curse. However, he had to forcefully suppress it, using his strong will and reason to hold back. It was better to avoid such impulses, especially given the current situation; the two of them's circumstances also revealed some issues. (End of Chapter)