Zhu Zhuqing's Slap

"I'm not leaving. I started this, so I have to take responsibility for it. Xiao Yuan, take me." Ning Rongrong stepped forward directly, threw herself into Lu Yuan's arms, and reached out to undo his bathrobe.

"Don't." Lu Yuan grabbed Ning Rongrong's hand and pushed her away. He absolutely could not touch Ning Rongrong now. Otherwise, once Zhu Zhuqing and Gu Yuena found out later, they would definitely explode.

Ning Rongrong would already be ostracized by them for drugging him. If she even got ahead of them in this matter, the two of them would certainly hold a grudge. By then, it would truly be difficult for Ning Rongrong to fit in with them.

"But you're in so much pain. If I don't help you, who else can?" Ning Rongrong asked.

"I can help him!" As soon as Ning Rongrong finished speaking, a cold voice rang out. Zhu Zhuqing, who had been sound asleep all this time, had unexpectedly awakened.

"Zhu Qing, weren't you drunk? When did you wake up?" Seeing Zhu Zhuqing awake, Ning Rongrong's face immediately filled with surprise, and she could not help asking softly.

"I woke up when he said he would accept you. Ning Rongrong, you actually dared to drug him. You've got some nerve." Looking at Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing's pretty face was icy, devoid of the slightest expression, as though covered by a layer of frost.

"Zhu Qing, I... I..." Facing Zhu Zhuqing's cold gaze, Ning Rongrong opened her mouth, but for a moment, she did not know what to say.

"What about you? I'm telling you, he's a man with a strong sense of responsibility. If he sees another woman's body, he'll take responsibility for her. So you deliberately set him up, didn't you? You drugged him and deliberately got me drunk.