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Only then did Lu Mingyu notice that something was wrong with Song Shi'an.

In the car earlier, he had thought Song Shi'an was simply exhausted from what had happened.

Lu Mingyu stepped forward and reached out to touch Song Shi'an's forehead.

It was frighteningly hot.

His cheeks were also flushed an unnatural red.

The cool palm against his face made Song Shi'an squint comfortably.

"I'll call Doctor Huang. Hang in there." Lu Mingyu withdrew his hand, took out his phone, and prepared to call the doctor.

Before he could dial, someone suddenly gripped his wrist. The person who had been leaning against the sofa had already pushed himself upright.

"President Lu, I feel awful... Help me..." Song Shi'an murmured softly.

Lu Mingyu held down the restless man and asked, "What did you take?"

Song Shi'an had a brief moment of clarity. "Tang Ruan said... she gave me an aphrodisiac... I can't take it anymore, it feels awful!!"

An aphrodisiac?

Lu Mingyu steadied his breathing. Seeing Song Shi'an continuously cling to him, he supported Song Shi'an with one hand and dialed Doctor Huang with the other.

The call was answered quickly.

"President Lu, are you feeling unwell?" Doctor Huang asked.

Looking at Song Shi'an twisting restlessly in his arms, Lu Mingyu asked in a low voice, "A friend of mine accidentally took an aphrodisiac. Is there anything that can be done?"

There was a brief silence on the other end before Doctor Huang asked, "What's his condition right now?"

"His whole body is burning up, he's uncomfortable, and his mind isn't very clear either," Lu Mingyu said.

After thinking for a moment, Doctor Huang said, "That kind of drug is very potent. Even an IV wouldn't do much. He just needs to release it."

"Alright," Lu Mingyu replied.

"President Lu, do you need me to come over and take a look now?" Doctor Huang asked.

"No need. I'll call you if necessary."

"Alright." Doctor Huang hung up after saying that.

Now that he knew there was a solution, Lu Mingyu carried Song Shi'an straight into the bedroom.

He placed him on the bed and was just about to let go when Song Shi'an wrapped around him like an octopus.

Seeing how completely dazed he was, Lu Mingyu said softly, "You're the one taking the initiative. Don't deny it once you sober up."

Song Shi'an nodded like a pecking chick, not hearing a word Lu Mingyu had said.

Lu Mingyu sighed helplessly and reached up to undo his shirt.

The physique concealed beneath it was utterly perfect.

After quite a while, Song Shi'an's muddled mind gradually cleared.

At a glance, he saw Lu Mingyu on his bed.

He was utterly shocked!

Holy shit! Why is Lu Mingyu in my bed?!

Just now... it seemed like I had been completely open with him!

Ah!! He isn't going to ask me to help him too, is he?! What do I do, what do I do? If I see something I shouldn't see, what am I supposed to say to comfort him later?

Once Song Shi'an sobered up, his inner thoughts became remarkably lively.

Awkwardly, he grabbed the blanket beside him and covered himself. "President... President Lu, what happened just now was only an accident. I... I was drugged, so my mind wasn't very clear. I may have done some things that went too far. You... you understand, right?"

Lu Mingyu's eyes darkened, and his voice was hoarse. "I understand. I was drugged too."

"It's good that you understand..." Song Shi'an's voice abruptly cut off, and his face turned panicked. "What! You were drugged too!! Th-that's such a coincidence..."

The corners of Lu Mingyu's lips lifted slightly. His eyes held a trace of amusement, and his voice remained husky. "Yes, quite a coincidence."

Song Shi'an opened his mouth, then scooted to the side with the blanket wrapped around him. "President Lu, don't worry. I'll go outside and find a woman for you right away!"

With that, he tried to slip away.

But Lu Mingyu grabbed him by the back of his collar and hauled him back.

His tall body pressed down, and that exquisitely flawless face drew close, carrying an overpowering sense of oppression.

"Please don't act rashly!" Song Shi'an pressed both hands against his chest, so anxious that tears nearly came to his eyes.

He did not want to sacrifice himself!

"I... I can go find someone for you immediately," Song Shi'an promised.

"No need to look." Lu Mingyu grabbed his arm, his breathing slightly heavy. "I helped you just now. Shouldn't you help me too?"

Help? Help him how?

An obscene image involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

Am I really going to sacrifice myself for work today?!

Song Shi'an looked at the man before him and tried to make one last struggle, but it was useless...

The next morning.

The moment Song Shi'an opened his eyes, he saw Lu Mingyu's handsome face magnified before him.

He jumped in fright and sat straight up.

The room before him was decorated with extreme simplicity. This was not his home.

The memories of last night came flooding back, making him so embarrassed that he wished he could dig a hole and bury himself on the spot.

He carefully got out of bed and was just about to sneak away when a voice called out, "Assistant Song, where are you going?"

Lu Mingyu sat on the bed with the blanket covering his waist, exposing his firm chest.

Song Shi'an lowered his head. "I... I'm going to get some water."

"Mm, I'll come with you." Lu Mingyu got out of bed, took a T-shirt from the wardrobe, and pulled it on.

Their relationship was extremely awkward now. They were clearly superior and subordinate, yet they had slept together...

Song Shi'an tried to make excuses. "President Lu, last night, I saw someone come out of your room."

Lu Mingyu stopped walking and turned to look at Song Shi'an with some confusion.

Seeing that he did not refute it, Song Shi'an secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a straight face, "President Lu, I'll definitely investigate the person who was with you last night. Rest assured."

According to the basic formula of CEO novels, after the domineering CEO gets drugged, he definitely won't remember anything that happened!

Lu Mingyu: "..."

"Do I look stupid?" Lu Mingyu asked.

Out of muscle memory, Song Shi'an flattered him. "President Lu, you're exceptionally intelligent!"

"Yesterday, we were originally at your place, but your bed was too messy, so I carried you here afterward." Lu Mingyu raised a brow and leaned closer. "Could it be that Assistant Song has a bad memory and forgot? How about I tell you the details and help you remember?"