Lin Banxia tentatively finished a glass of juice but didn't notice any strange feelings in her body.
She thought, Huo Anya probably wouldn't have the audacity to drug her juice.
After all, Huo Qinglin still wanted to win her over and get the land deed.
Maybe Huo Anya had other plans to embarrass her elsewhere.
Lin Banxia noticed that the young n at the party took turns chatting with her, never letting her feel awkward or isolated.
That was probably arranged by Huo Anya too.
The celebration party quickly passed its halfway mark. Lin Banxia had only been drinking juice, refraining from alcohol, keeping her mind clear, and maintaining polite, controlled conversation.
As the party neared its climax, Huo Anya suggested playing a riddle ga, and Lin Banxia was invited to join in.
Lin Banxia thought to herself that Huo Anya might intend to humiliate her intellect.
But it didn't matter—she believed half of the people here probably had lacking IQs anyway.
When it was her turn to guess, Lin Banxia failed to get the answer.
"Penalty drink!" A woman clapped her hands and shouted.
"Oh, co on, my sister-in-law can't drink alcohol, let her have juice instead." Huo Anya called her "sister-in-law" affectionately.
Lin Banxia took the glass of juice and drank it.
She suddenly found the party boring; she never really enjoyed such occasions.
She ca here only to figure out what Huo Anya's motives were—know your enemy to better ensure victory in the future.
The riddle ga went on, and Lin Banxia guessed correctly a few tis. As a result, the questioners gave her increasingly difficult riddles. Forced to admit defeat, Lin Banxia prepared to drink more juice.
Little did she know, the juice she drank earlier was all part of Huo Anya's trap—ant to lower her guard.
And the climax of the party was just beginning.
When Lin Banxia began to feel parched, her limbs weak and tingling, she was completely shocked.
She quickly feigned needing the restroom, fleeing the scene.
Huo Anya imdiately signaled two n with her eyes: "Don't let this opportunity slip through your fingers."
The two n, their hearts pounding, chased after Lin Banxia.
These n had, in fact, been eying Lin Banxia lecherously from the start, marveling at how stunningly beautiful she was.
Her skin was as white as snow, her petite, delicate face featured exquisite proportions, and her slender yet graceful figure sparked boundless imagination.
Such a gorgeous woman—they wouldn't dream of letting this slip away.
Lin Banxia was on the verge of a nervous breakdown—how could this happen? Had she miscalculated?
She had assud Huo Anya wouldn't dare harm her this way, but clearly, she was far more ruthless than expected.
To drug her at this mont—
"Damn it!" Lin Banxia cursed under her breath while tugging at her collar.
That Huo Anya! What a cruel heart—calling her "sister-in-law" so warmly while secretly plotting with drugs. A duplicitous wretch.
Lin Banxia frantically tried to escape.
But she could hear hurried footsteps chasing close behind.
The Huo Family's villa was sprawling, its hallways and rooms arranged like a labyrinth. Having lived here for three years, Lin Banxia was familiar with the layout, knowing exactly where she could hide.
She endured the numbing discomfort coursing through her body and decided to head to a storage room on the second floor to hide.
Suddenly, a firm, muscular arm yanked her effortlessly into a dimly lit room.
Lin Banxia was startled and wanted to scream, but a man's other hand covered her lips tightly.
Yan Ting frowned deeply—luckily, he had arrived in ti. Otherwise, this foolish woman would have fallen into a trap.
What an idiot—knowing full well how dangerous the Huo Family's ga was, yet still barging in alone, recklessly risking her life.
Yan Ting's handso face darkened, but abruptly, he felt sothing soft and wet winding around his finger.
It was like a little puppy, sucking delicately—inch by inch.
Yan Ting's entire body tensed as an unprecedented sensation travelled from her lips around his finger all the way down to his abdon.
The electric-like jolt made him set his jaw tighter, his resolute and sensual lips pressed firmly into a straight line.
Damn this woman—
Though Yan Ting was overwheld by a surge of conflicting emotions, the Lin Banxia he had pinned in his arms seed on the verge of losing consciousness.
She didn't even know what she wanted, yet the firm silhouette pressed against her back felt like cool relief for her raging thirst, compelling her to cling harder.
Moreover, the sizable hand covering her lips felt almost like dicine—sothing she instinctively craved, aching to devour.
Yan Ting's gorgeously chiseled visage flickered with a trace of vulnerability.
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