Bao Jingzhou's eyes at this time were already unsightly, his thin lips pursed into a rigid straight line.

Shen Wanci stared at him with wide eyes for a moment. She was really tired, so she blinked her sore eyes and was about to leave, but before she could take a step, the man grabbed her hand. "Nie Yucheng didn't take advantage of you when he had the chance, that's a gentleman, and I haven't touched you either. Why don't you even mention it?"

He gripped her wrist, clearly at his wit's end, "Or are you saying that in your heart, I'm a scoundrel whether or not I touch you?"

Shen Wanci was a little stunned. She hadn't expected Bo Jingzhou to be angry about this, and she was left speechless by his repeated questions. She blurted out, "Miss Jian was taken away for five minutes."

Aren't they talking about this?

Bao Jingzhou saw her looking at the door and sneered, "Are you so worried that you want to go help her solve it?"

“......”

When it comes to the art of deflecting blame, Bo Jingzhou ranks second, and no one dares to claim first place.

Shen Wanci rolled her eyes: "I'm not just your ex-girlfriend, Dad also died because of you. You, the filial son who rushed to pay respects on New Year's Day, aren't worried, why should I be?"

To say who dares to speak to Bo Jingzhou in such a tone, then Shen Wanci is definitely the only one.

Bo Jingzhou pursed his lips and said nothing.

Only the two of them were left in the office now. Shen Wanci had wanted to leave as soon as Jian Weining was taken away, but she couldn't break free from Bo Jingzhou's grip.

She held up her hand, showing him the red mark on her wrist where he had squeezed it: "You hurt me."

Upon hearing her cry out in pain, Bo Jingzhou immediately loosened his grip, but he still hadn't let go completely: "She asked me for a favor a while back, it's even now."

"Oh."

She had no interest in the love-hate relationship between them.

Jian Wei Ning was taking a heavy dose of medicine, she was still feeling unwell. The burning sensation in her lower abdomen hadn't completely disappeared yet.

Bo Jingzhou lowered his head to look at her face. The fatigue on the woman's face was unconcealed, and there was a faint layer of blue under her eyelids: "Do you want to go back, or rest upstairs?"

I miss you being so far away.

Thank you.

Shen Wanci was just about to say so when the manager knocked and walked in. He first glanced at her, then strode up to Bo Jingzhou's ear and whispered a few words in his ear.

The man's brow furrowed slightly. He wasn't overtly unhappy, but it was clear he was displeased.

She probably guessed that the matter was related to Jian Weining. If it were just about the club, he wouldn't have looked at her specially.

"I have something else to do, you go busy."

She also still needs to see her three college roommates.

This time, she broke free from Bo Jingzhou's control with such ease. It was too easy, so much so that when she truly tasted freedom, she was momentarily stunned.

After Shen Wanci left, the office fell silent.

The manager waited for a while but received no instructions. Unable to bear it any longer, he reminded Thin General: "Thin General, if you let Miss Jian continue calling out like this, I'm afraid it will tarnish your reputation."

After being thrown into the room, Jian Weining kept calling out for Bo Jingzhou's name. Her soft, low moans accompanied by heavy breaths would lead anyone astray, thinking that Mr. Bo was with her...

In this situation, who would dare to approach?

She was already off when they helped her up, and many people saw it. Adding to that, she kept calling out "President Bo's" name. I'm afraid this has already spread among a small circle at the club.

Bo Jingzhou impatiently pinched the bridge of his nose, "Then just clear that layer. Such a simple thing still needs to be taught?"

But Ms. Shen...

Ms. Shen's instructions were: "Leave the door open and see what luck comes our way."

This clearly means letting her fend for herself.

With the floor empty and no one else around, wouldn't that go against what Miss Shen had instructed?

Bao Jingzhou lit a cigarette, his eyes narrowed slightly as he exhaled plumes of smoke: "Her hands are for restoring artifacts; she should keep them clean and shouldn't be involved in such filthy matters. Besides, so many people saw Jian Weining's state tonight. If something really happened, Shen Wanci wouldn't be able to get away easily."

The manager couldn't tell if General Bo was worried that Miss Shen wouldn't be able to get out of the situation, or if he was trying to protect Miss Jian: "With you here, even if Miss Shen goes too far, she can still retreat gracefully."

"The market is a place of constant change. What if one day I can't protect her? These are the knives aimed at her," he said, looking down at his long, slender fingers with pronounced bones.

Although Bo Jingzhou didn't speak, the manager inexplicably broke out in a cold sweat.

But when he took this position, he had already killed his curiosity. The more you know, the faster you die, and just now he was already taking a big risk.

“This matter, I’m afraid it can’t be hidden from Miss Shen.”

And Shen Wanci was currently in Yang Mengchen's room—

Her voice was faint: "I was drugged last night."

Yang Mengchen's eyes widened in surprise, her face innocent: "When?"

Shen Wanci threw a test report on the coffee table: "This is the test report of the drinks and cups in our private room last night. The drinks are fine, but there's something wrong with the cup I used. I've already had someone test the medicine, it matches exactly with the last cup you gave me, both in terms of the onset time of the effect and the symptoms."

Since things have come to this, if Yang Mengchen can't hear her meaning, she'd be too stupid. Her face darkened; "So you suspect that I drugged you? Wanci, we've been friends for so many years, don't you know my character? What benefit would I get from doing this?"

When she said this, the manager just walked in from outside. "Miss Shen, you won't get useful information by asking like that. You have to use some tactics…" He looked at Yang Mengchen, though he was smiling, his eyes were full of cold malice. "For example, spraying chili water into their eyes, picking at their nails with toothpicks, sprinkling salt on their wounds, covering their faces with a towel and then pouring water…"

Yang Mengchen was an ordinary office worker. She had never seen such a scene before. Just listening to it made her face pale, especially when she was separated from Xu Ke and Yin Ruixi as soon as she arrived. The security guard looked like a grim reaper and stood in front of her, not leaving her side for almost the whole day. Her emotions had long since collapsed.

My eyes immediately turned red, and tears flowed like tap water.

Shen Wanci pursed her lips and glanced at the manager beside her. Her meaning was very clear: how come you're everywhere.

The manager smiled and said, "Mr. Bo asked me to come. He said not to let this kind of thing dirty your hands."

"...Shen Wanci fell silent for a long time, then suddenly got up and walked downstairs."

This behavior was completely unexpected. The manager was taken aback and followed her, asking, "Where is Miss Shen going?"

"That scoundrel suddenly isn't being a scoundrel anymore, either he's making amends for something bad he did or he's feeling guilty about something bad he's about to do," she sneered, "He let Jian Weining go?"

(Editor in charge:we fell apart: a we were liars novel)