Forced Love: The Villainous Female Supporting Character is Kissed and Cried by the Yandere Villain

Xu Wuning took several deep breaths in succession.

She quickly looked at Wen Zhong, a naive smile playing on her lips, "Wen Zhong, what nonsense are you talking about? Are you drunk? What photos?"

"Look up, look out the window, look at the blue sky, sober up, and stop talking nonsense."

"Ningning, everything I said is true..."

Wen Zhong wanted to say something more, but suddenly realized the implication in her words and glanced at the window out of the corner of his eye.

Upon seeing the person standing there, his heart skipped a beat, his whole body trembled, and he forced himself to keep his expression unchanged.

A friendly smile played on his lips: "Yes, I drank too much."

"Ningning, whether you believe me or not, I hope you take good care of yourself and stay safe."

Xu Wuning blinked. "You too, take care."

She glanced upstairs again, then gave Wen Zhong a cold laugh and turned to leave.

She took out her phone to reply to Lu Jingci's message, "Wen Zhong drank too much. He was telling me about his relationship, bragging about his great achievements. It was so shocking that he even dropped my wine glass."

"I advised him not to indulge in lust and harm his health, but he wouldn't listen and started talking nonsense. I'm too lazy to deal with him now, so I went to the front hall by myself."

"Come find me after you've spoken to Uncle Wen."

She looked up, waved in Lu Jingci's direction, her peach blossom eyes curved into a smile, and she blew him a kiss.

Seeing her radiant smile, Lu Jingci dispelled his doubts and smiled back.

Wen Zhong watched her departing figure, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes as he looked down. He didn't know if Ning Ning believed him or not.

If she really believed him, why could Ningning remain expressionless and still greet Lu Jingci with a smile?

Is she looking for a chance to escape? If so, she's far too clever and a master of acting.

If there's no letter, sigh.

But he has done his best, and he has a clear conscience.

lobby.

In the corner, Wen Yao was yelling at the maid, her face contorted with rage: "I told you to keep an eye on Xu Wu Ning, are you blind? She's disappeared somewhere now, how am I supposed to carry out my plan? Useless!"

The maid, her neck hunched and forehead covered in sweat, scanned the crowd with a panicked look. "She was just here a moment ago, where did she go?"

Just then, Xu Wuning slowly walked in from the backyard.

The maid breathed a sigh of relief. "She's here, Miss!"

Wen Yao's eyes flashed with malice. She quickly forced a fake smile, took the spiked wine from the maid, and walked over. "Xu Wuning, today is my birthday. Shouldn't you have a drink with me?"

Xu Wuning stopped and looked at the wine glass that Wen Yao handed her. She paused slightly, and a smile slowly spread across her lips.

"OK."

She readily accepted the glass, clinked glasses with Wen Yao, and said, "Cheers! Happy birthday!"

Wen Yao's eyes revealed undisguised anticipation, and a hint of pleasure appeared on her lips.

However, Xu Wuning did not rush to drink. She lazily turned her gaze to Wen Yao's high heels adorned with small diamonds. The light from the crystal chandelier fell on the surface of the largest diamond, refracting a dazzling color.

"Wen Yao, why is this drill a little loose?" she asked casually. "Could it be a counterfeit?"

People were coming and going in the lobby, and the guests were talking in hushed tones. As soon as she said that, Wen Yao's smile froze on her face, and then she became anxious.

"Xu Wuning! Open your eyes wide and look carefully, this is real!"

She slammed her wine glass down on the table beside her, bent down, and examined the diamond setting almost nervously, fiddling with it several times with her fingers, her face turning red with anger.

"Who do you think you are? What nonsense are you spouting? You're the one wearing counterfeit goods!"

Xu Wuning also lowered her head, as if she were really just carefully checking the authenticity of a diamond.

She subtly placed her wine glass next to Wen Yao's, and without Wen Yao noticing, she gently flicked her finger, and the two glasses silently switched places.

"Let me take a closer look," she said lazily, "Oh, it's true. I thought you couldn't afford the real thing and were wearing knockoffs now."

This was blatant mockery. Wen Yao suddenly sat up straight, her chest heaving violently, her lips trembling, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Just as she was about to choke on her anger, she saw Xu Wuning pick up the wine glass on the table, tilt her head back, and drink it all in one gulp.

Xu Wuning lazily raised an eyebrow. "What are you looking at? Why aren't you drinking?"

Wen Yao was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed. She couldn't wait to pick up the wine glass in front of her and down it in one gulp.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

One minute later.

Xu Wuning stood still, her expression unchanged.

Wen Yao felt increasingly uneasy. Instead of Xu Wu Ning's loss of composure, she felt a heat rising within her own body, her breathing became rapid, and her cheeks flushed an unnatural red.

"you……"

Her voice was hoarse and distorted as she impatiently tugged at her collar, "What happened?"

Xu Wuning put down her wine glass and looked down at her: "You're such an idiot."

Wen Yao's consciousness began to blur. Her hands started to tug at her skirt, trembling, and the sounds coming from her mouth became less and less like her own.

"Miss Wen, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

It's unclear who shouted first, but the nearby guests all turned to look.

Several reporters noticed the unusual activity and turned their cameras to focus on this side.

A flash of light from the camera.

Seeing Wen Yao uncontrollably tugging at her clothes again, Xu Wuning narrowed her eyes coldly.

She grabbed Wen Yao's wrist and pulled her away from the camera.

"The wine has spilled. I'll take her to change her clothes. Please make yourselves at home," Xu Wuning explained to the people around her, then picked up Wen Yao by the shoulder and left.

Only Wen Yao, who was being dragged along, knew how strong the hand holding her was. She was practically being lifted up by Xu Wu Ning, her high heels occasionally scraping and dragging on the ground.

After passing through the front hall and around the corridor, Xu Wuning knocked on the door twice and dragged her into Wen Zhong's room.

The moment the door closed behind her, she finally let go.

Wen Yao collapsed to the ground, making muffled sobs. Her collar had been ripped open, revealing large patches of reddened skin.

Wen Zhong stood up from his desk, completely dumbfounded. "Yao Yao, what are you doing? What's wrong with you, dressed like that? What happened to you?"

Xu Wuning stood at the door, glanced at Wen Yao on the ground, and sneered, "She tried to steal a chicken but lost the rice instead. Consider it a favor to you, keep an eye on her."

Seeing Wen Yao start taking off her clothes again, Wen Zhong finally realized what was happening.

His expression changed drastically. He quickly stepped forward, took off his suit jacket, and covered Wen Yao with it, shouting towards the door, "Quick! Call a doctor! Go call a doctor!"

Then he turned to another direction, "Go and inform the master that something has happened to the young lady, and tell him to come immediately."

hurried footsteps echoed down the corridor.

In the tea room, Wen Fuzhou was sitting opposite Lu Jingci.

Wen Fuzhou's smile was full of ingratiation as he talked about the plans for a certain project, hoping to seize this opportunity to re-establish cooperation with the Lu family.

Lu Jingci leaned back in his chair, his slender fingers toying with the teacup in front of him. He neither agreed nor refused.

Just as Wen Fuzhou was about to say something more, the door to the tea room was suddenly pushed open.

The maid rushed in, flustered: "Master, something terrible has happened!"