The strange discomfort from the yacht earlier enveloped her again.
Qiao Yongyong finally realized why she felt so unwell.
That Mexican had drugged her wine!
Nie Yixiao's face tightened, knowing that she wasn't pretending. However, his expression grew even colder as he grabbed her wrist hard: "Serves you right. Didn't you think about the consequences of dealing with such people?"
Under his harsh rebuke, she shivered even more, tears streaming like little streams, her mind losing consciousness, muddled: "My brother is sick... I can't not help my brother, can't not help the Longding Society..."
His fingers gripping her wrist suddenly relaxed a bit. Her brother's injury was related to him; it was something he owed her.
She couldn't wait any longer, pitifully: "Brother Yixiao..."
Of course, he knew what she wanted to say.
She wanted him to be her antidote!
Last time in the China bar, it was like this, and now she wanted to do it again? Is this woman naturally a seductress?
