Mu Qingyou came to the restaurant of the 'Emperor' Hotel as promised, and came to the box of 'Tianzi No. 1' according to the information sent by Yao Jing to himself.

Pushing open the door panel, when he saw that there was only Qi Ziwei in the box, Mu Qingyou didn't think about it, and turned around and was about to leave.

How could it be Qi Ziwei?

The curtain is quiet and doesn't have time to think about it, just wants to escape quickly.

Seeing this, Qi Ziwei got up and said to the quiet figure: "Are you so afraid to see me?" ”

Mu Qingyou stopped, turned his back to Qi Ziwei, gritted his teeth, and said ruthlessly: "I said, we still don't want to meet in the future, the person I asked is Mr. Yao, Ziwei, if I knew it was you, I would definitely not come." ”

Mu Qingyou forced himself to say hurtful words to Qi Ziwei.

That indifferent words stabbed Qi Ziwei's heart like a sharp blade, instantly making him dripping with blood.

Qi Ziwei sneered: "If you want to know about my life in Italy from Yao Jing's mouth, it is better to know it directly from me, isn't it clearer?" ”

Mu Qingyou turned around, looked at Qi Ziwei's smiling eyes, and said softly: "You did it on purpose?" Deliberately asked Yao Jing to ask me out? Ziwei, what exactly do you want to do? ”

"I'm just doing what you want to do and satisfy your curiosity." Qi Ziwei smiled indifferently.

Mu Qingyou was stunned for a moment, then retracted his gaze, lowered his head, and said softly: "If Yao Jing hadn't found me first, I wouldn't have been curious, Ziwei, if you are really for my good, everyone will try to avoid meeting alone in the future, I don't want people from the outside world to misunderstand, I'm sorry." ”

As he spoke, he was about to leave.

Seeing this, Qi Ziwei crossed a touch of ruthlessness in his eyes, looked at the back of the curtain, and said faintly: "It's already here, it's better to go back after eating, don't worry, I don't have any thoughts about you, as I said before, scatter the meal, from now on, you live your life, I won't bother." ”

Mu Qingyou stopped again, turned his back to Qi Ziwei, and said, "How do you make me believe you?" ”

Qi Ziwei shrugged his shoulders: "Could it be that my credit limit in your heart is so weak?" ”

Hearing Qi Ziwei's self-deprecating and lonely voice, Mu Qingyou fell into hesitation.

She knew that she shouldn't be influenced by Qi Ziwei, but thinking of the public opinion during this time, Mu Qingyou took a deep breath, turned around slowly, and said to Qi Ziwei: "Okay, I hope you can do what you say this time." ”

With that, Mu Qingyou walked to the opposite side of Qi Ziwei and sat down slowly.

Qi Ziwei raised a faint smile on his face, picked up the red wine that had been awakened on the side, poured a glass for himself and Mu Qingyou, raised the wine glass, and smiled at Mu Qingyou and said: "I am here to solemnly say sorry to you for the inconvenience caused to you for a while, sorry for causing you so much trouble." ”

Raising his head, he drank the red wine in the cup in one gulp, Qi Ziwei poured himself another glass, raised his glass, and said again: "This cup, I wish you and Lin Mufan a happy together, you must be happy." ”

With a smile on the corner of his lips, Qi Ziwei drank it in one gulp in the stunned sight of the curtain.

Happiness?

If she can still be happy after tonight, then I really wish her happiness.

Mu Qingyu looked at the red wine in front of him, listened to Qi Ziwei's words of blessing, and talked about it in his heart, and he couldn't talk about the taste.

"Thank you." Mu Qingyou stretched out his hand to take the cup and said to Qi Ziwei: "Actually, the person who should say sorry is me, this glass of wine, it will be regarded as me making amends for you, Ziwei, I will be happy, and I also hope that you can find your happiness as soon as possible." ”

After speaking, under Qi Ziwei's eager gaze, Mu Qingyou drank the red wine in the cup in one go.

Seeing Mu Qingyou drinking red wine defenselessly, Qi Ziwei's eyes flashed a strange look, and then he returned to normal.

After drinking a glass of wine, Mu Qingyou's face flushed slightly, she only felt dizzy for a while, blinked her eyes, and looked at Qi Ziwei who had some overlapping shadows in front of her, Mu Qingyou felt puzzled in her heart, although her alcohol consumption was not good, but she would not get drunk after drinking a glass of red wine.

What's going on?

Qi Ziwei looked at Mu Qingyou's gradually blurred vision, and the smile on his face deepened, that's right, the red wine that Mu Qingyou drank had been drugged by Qi Ziwei, as for why he was fine, because there was no problem with that bottle of red wine, the problem was the wine glass.

When Mu Qingyou arrived, Qi Ziwei had already smeared the drug on the cup in advance, because he was afraid that Mu Qingyou would be wary of himself, Qi Ziwei drank two glasses of red wine in a row in front of her, in order to let Mu Qingyou relax his guard.

It's just that......

Qi Ziwei didn't expect that after experiencing photos, videos and reports, Mu Qingyou would be so careless about himself, so he let his plan succeed.

"I ......" Mu Qingyou only felt a heavy head, shook it, looked at Qi Ziwei who was constantly shaking in front of him, his eyes were dark, he closed his eyes, and fell on the table.

Qi Ziwei looked at the scene that had passed out unconscious, got up, slowly came to her, and called in a low voice: "Youyou...... Secluded ......"

Mu Qingyou, who had passed out in a coma, obviously did not hear Qi Ziwei's call.

Seeing this, Qi Ziwei glanced around, bent down, hugged Mu Qingyou in his arms, turned around and walked towards the elevator, and came to the presidential suite that had been booked in advance.

opened the door and put Mu Qingyou on the bed, Qi Ziwei squatted on the side of the bed, stared at Mu Qingyou's face, stretched out his hand, and stroked it gently.

"Youyou, don't blame me, it's you yourself who don't know how to cherish the opportunity I give you, next, no matter what I have to do, I will no longer have the slightest contact with you, it is you who have failed me, you and Lin Mufan have to pay the price for what they have done, don't blame me." Qi Ziwei sneered.

Leaning over and kissing Mu Qingyu's lips, Qi Ziwei got up, took out his mobile phone, and made a call to Yao Jing: "It's time to do it." ”

After hanging up the phone, Qi Ziwei threw the phone in her hand on the bedside table, glanced at the quiet curtain on the big bed, took out her mobile phone, quickly rummaged through it, found Lin Mufan's number, edited the text message and pressed the send button, and then threw her mobile phone next to her mobile phone.

Qi Ziwei looked at Mu Qingyou, who was unconscious on the bed, a cold smile was hooked at the corner of his lips, his hands slowly untied the tie around his neck, as well as the clothes on his body, turned over, pressed against Mu Qingyou's body, and his lips bit the people under him roughly.

The scene in the coma was quiet, and he was unconscious and subjected to Qi Ziwei's roughness