The moment Yan Mei drank the water, she noticed that something was wrong. Water is tasteless, but this water tasted is so hot, like tequila. The moment she drank it, her body suddenly became warm, and she felt dizzy.

"You…" she pinched her palm with her fingernail to stay awake. Yan Mei glared at the man next to her.

"You dare to drug me?!" Yan Mei said coldly, her body exuding a dangerous aura. Fang Yan couldn't help but feel a sense of panic, but thinking he has drugged her, and she was weak, he suddenly relaxed.

"Miss Yan, are you not feeling well? How can I dare to drug you? If you're not feeling well, let me take you upstairs to rest."

'Go upstairs? He is sending me to his bed!' Yan Mei screamed in her head. She wanted to resist, but because she was drugged, she felt weak. Yan Mei knew that she couldn't resist him at the moment so, she could only play along with him.

"Okay."

When they were about to take the elevator, Yan Mei looked behind her when she felt an ardent gaze. She furrowed her brows since the guy looked a little familiar.

Even though Yan Mei didn't know who he was, depending on his looks, she would rather sleep with him than this bastard.

With the little strength that she had left, she stepped on Fang Yan's foot with her heels and then pushed him away from her.

He winced in pain, "Bitch!"

Because Fang Yan was nervous and was waiting for the elevator to open, he didn't pay attention to Yan Mei. He knew that she was already weak, and there was nothing she can do.

Yan Mei ignored him as she ran towards Lei Zhao.

Lei Zhao raised his brows when he saw the woman running towards him. He had been searching for her, but who would have thought he would meet her here. Only God knew how angry he was when he saw that man wrap his hands around her waist. He wanted to break every single bone in the man's body.

He had met her once, so he didn't know why he was having these possessive thoughts. Maybe he had already identified her as his woman.

Because Yan Mei was weak, she slipped and fell into Lei Zhao's arms. A scent of mint drifted into her nose.

"I'm sorry," Yan Mei quickly apologized. She immediately took a step back. She raised her head and looked at the man in front of her. Her original cloudy eyes instantly became sober.

The man was wearing a simple white shirt with a few buttons open. He had that appearance that made him stand out in a crowd. His unfathomable cynical eyes contrasted exceptionally with his well-built face. His eyes were deep and expressive, which someone could get lost in if they stared for too long.

She could see a hint of pain in his glowing eye, which suddenly disappeared as it emerged.

"Um… can you help me?" Yan Mei braced herself and grasped Lei Zhao's shirt with the last strength she had left.

Lei Zhao looked down at Yan Mei, holding his shirt, and looked at her helplessness and stubborn eyes.

A glint of light passed through his eyes. He crouched down and picked Yan Mei up with both of his arms.

Fang Yan looked at the man who was carrying Yan Mei in his arms and frowned.

"You… Who are you? If you don't want to get hurt, put the woman down!"

Fang Yan roared as he angrily strode towards Lei Zhao. He couldn't let someone disrupt his plan that took months to sort out. As long as he slept with Yan Mei, he would ask her to marry him with the media's help.

He didn't think the famous iron lady of the business empire would say no if the media knew that she had an affair with him. Her company's sales would plummet, giving her no choice, but to marry him, he would eventually take the company from her hands.

Such a perfect plan. How could Fang Yan let a stranger destroy months of his hard work?

Lei Zhao indifferently glanced at him as if the mere sight of him would stain his eyes.

Ye Xing looked disdainfully at Fang Yan.

"You're not qualified to know who he is. Today you touched someone who you shouldn't have touched," Ye Xing said coldly.

Without waiting for Fang Yan to speak, he kicked him. Fang Yan wailed in pain, confused because he was not Ye Xing's opponent. However, he called out to his bodyguards, who were hiding in the shadows. All of them were holding knives as they approached Ye Xing.

Ye Xing looked at them disdainfully, as if he was watching ants. Ye Xing felt that these people should be happy to be getting a beating from him today. It's not every day that he would waste his time on people like them.

He disappeared in front of them. The bodyguards blinked in confusion.

"Where did he go," one of them asked. Just before the others could react, they felt a sharp pain in their body.

"Ah… it hurts…"

"Sorry… please spare us…"

These people were not Ye Xing's opponents at all. Ye Xing is part of the military's special force team and is one of the group's best soldiers. His code name was Nightmare because once an enemy met him, that was the end of that person.

Yan Mei looked at the scene and felt warmth in her heart. She was a reserved person, but that doesn't mean that she was heartless.

She doesn't remember the last time someone held her like this and protected her.

Because she was emotional and feeling uncomfortable, she was desperate to find something to vent on.

She hugged Lei Zhao's neck, and unconsciously leaned her head on his neck.

"Hmm… hot--- hmmm."

Her lips were unconsciously rubbing on Lei Zhao's sensitive skin. Her fervent breath fanning on his neck.

Yan Mei was feeling restless and gritty now. Lei Zhao sucked in a deep breath. He was very proud of his self-control, but in front of this alluring woman, he seemed to lose control.

He turned to Ye Xing and ordered, "Make sure you take care of all of this. I'm going back to the room first."

"Yes, young master." Ye Xing knew that the young master of the Fang family was now in deep trouble.