Seeing the red wine on the wine cabinet, a plan had formed in her mind.
She walked to the wall-side wine rack and opened the cabinet door. The rows of expensive wine almost blinded her eyes.
No matter which bottle An Xiaoran drank, she would feel a pain in her heart. Fortunately, she found that she had drunk a bottle of wine.
Taking out a glass of wine, An Xiaran's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light.
She gently unscrewed the small thing on the ring, and the white powder quietly blended into one cup.
An Xiaoran turned around, walked to the man with a cup in her hand, and handed him the cup that had been drugged. "President Leng, this cup is for you."
The man didn't take it immediately. He glanced at her face with his sharp black eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly lifted.
The woman in front of him was wearing a white shirt and a pair of black wrapped hip leather pants, which showed her perfect figure.
Her long black hair was casually draped over her shoulders. Her almond-shaped eyes were curved, making her look pure and innocent.
"Does this woman think that she can confuse me by dressing up like this?"
"Or has a woman like me always been like this? Will she sacrifice her beauty when she can't get away after being seen through?"
At the thought of the next possibility, the man's deep eyes became colder.
Being stared at by such a deep gaze, An Xiaran felt a little uncomfortable, as if all her thoughts had been seen through by him.
Therefore, she had to get away as soon as possible and then hide far away.
It was not because she was too timid, but because he was...Leng Mohan.
The chief executive of the number one company in City A, whose status was at the top of the world's wealth. Many nobles wanted to have a little relationship with him.
However, since he didn't show up in public and accepted the interview from the media, he always sent his assistant to attend social activities.
Therefore, even An Xiaoran, who usually paid attention to collecting various kinds of information, had never seen the legendary president.
Now it was difficult to back down, so she could only nod with a smile and continue to hand over the glass. "I hope the president Leng can give me a face."
"Since you want to show your respect... I think you can do it in another way, which will make you look more sincere." Leng Mohan stared at her with an obscure look in his eyes.
All of a sudden, his hands were empty. The two glasses of wine that he had been holding were taken away and placed on the tea table.
An Xiaoran's heart tightened, but she had to pretend to cooperate with him and asked, "What... what method?"
Before she figured out what was going on, she suddenly tightened her waist and fell into a solid embrace.
Her chin was lifted and the light in front of her was blocked. She was so shocked that her eyes were wide open.
The wine, with a bitter taste, spread along the mouth of the cup. The aroma of the wine spread on the taste buds.
No! There was a knockout powder in the wine, which was enough for ten men to sleep to death. She couldn't swallow it...
An Xiaoran started to struggle in panic. A trace of scarlet liquid spilled from the corner of her mouth, sliding through her small chin, flowing down her slender neck, leaving a red puddle on her beautiful collarbone.
Leng Mohan lowered his head and looked at the water swamp. His eyes darkened and he tightened his arms around her waist.
Her soft hand was pressing against his chest, trying to break free, but the disparity in strength between them made her struggle in vain.
He loosened his grip and let go of her when he saw that she was almost done pouring the water.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem!" Regardless of the rest, An Xiaoran turned around and coughed desperately. She wanted to cough out all the alcohol she had accidentally swallowed.
Not only did he get into trouble with someone he shouldn't have... but he also forced himself to drink the wine he had added to his body...
"What the f**k!"
"What bad luck!"