"Nothing." Fu Beimo didn't know how to answer Ye Qiaofei's question.

Ye Qiaofei frowned slightly, recalling that someone criticized Fu Beimo just now, and even burned the fire on her.

Could it be that Fu Beimo would agree to drink that glass of wine because he was afraid that she would also be criticized?

Ye Qiaofei tentatively asked, "So, Fu always wants to protect me?" ”

Hearing this, Fu Beimo knew that Ye Qiaofei understood his intentions, and he nodded his chin: "Hmm." ”

Ye Qiaofei twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "I don't care about other people's opinions, Mr. Fu doesn't have to wronged himself for me next time." ”

After speaking, Ye Qiaofei's eyes fell on the champagne in Fu Beimo's hand.

For some reason, she just thought there was something wrong with this glass of champagne.

Ye Qiaofei picked up the wine glass and sniffed it lightly on the rim of the glass.

"What's going on?" Ye Qiaofei frowned, and she smelled an unusual bitter taste in this glass of champagne.

Her sense of smell is very sensitive, and this slightly bitter smell is not the taste of champagne.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Ye Qiaofei was not quite right, Fu Beimo asked.

"It's nothing, I just think there's something in this champagne that shouldn't be put in it." After Ye Qiaofei finished speaking, his face changed suddenly.

She thought of a mysterious person who hired someone to dispel Fu Beimo's soul at today's banquet.

Could it be that the person who took bribes is Ye Wanwan?

Ye Qiaofei's heart tightened, and she took out the silver needle she carried with her and put it into the wine glass.

In less than a minute, the sharp part of the silver needle turned black.

Fu Beimo's pupils shrank sharply: "In the wine, it is poisonous." ”

"Hmm." Ye Qiaofei nodded her chin lightly, it seems that she guessed eight or nine is not far from ten, and the person who took the bribe is Ye Wanwan.

She stretched out her hand towards Fu Beimo: "Give it to me." ”

Fu Beimo was stunned for a moment, and then understood that Ye Qiaofei wanted to take his pulse, so he obediently handed his hand to Ye Qiaofei.

Ye Qiaofei listened carefully to Fu Beimo's heartbeat, and she found that things were as she thought, and the toxins in Fu Beimo's body had indeed increased.

"Mr. Fu." Ye Qiaofei looked at Fu Beimo seriously, and a thin red appeared at the end of his eyes: "The toxins in your body have increased again." ”

"It's Ye Wanwan." Fu Beimo used a declarative tone.

"Yes." Ye Qiaofei's eyes cooled, like an ice pick: "Someone bribed Ye Wanwan and asked her to poison you, does Fu always have any enemies?" ”

Why did that person hate Fu Beimo to this extent, and he actually used Soul Dispersion on Fu Beimo.

Fu Beimo couldn't help but feel funny, his opponents were innumerable.

But if it's an enemy......

Fu Beimo thought thoughtfully, but still replied: "I don't know." ”

"Okay." Ye Qiaofei saw that Fu Beimo was not really unclear, but he didn't want to say it, so he didn't ask more.

She took out the needle bag and decided to acupuncture Fu Beimo here.

Not long after he drank the wine handed by Ye Wanwan, the toxin had just been ingested, and it had to be dissolved in time.

"Mr. Fu, I'll take you to the lounge." Ye Qiaofei knows the distribution of the Ye family well.

Before, she often secretly left the Ye family to go to the organization when the people of the Ye family were asleep.

"Okay." Fu Beimo followed Ye Qiaofei to the lounge.

After entering the lounge, Ye Qiaofei said unceremoniously: "Mr. Fu, take off your clothes." ”

Although he knew that Ye Qiaofei said this in order to treat him, this sentence was inexplicably reminiscent of another meaning.

"Don't worry, everyone is at the banquet at this time, and no one will be here." Ye Qiaofei paused slightly, and added: "If there is, it doesn't matter, I have already locked the door." ”

Ye Qiaofei approached Fu Beimo, and the two looked at each other: "No one will disturb us." ”

This sentence is inexplicably ambiguous.

"Hmm." Fu Beimo looked away and waited for Ye Qiaofei to get a needle.

After Ye Wanwan completed the task, she went to Ye Chonghai's side.

Seeing Ye Wanwan, Ye Chonghai curled the corners of his mouth: "Wanwan, how is it, did Mr. Fu drink that glass of wine?" ”

"Drink it." Ye Wanwan's face was full of joy: "Don't worry, Dad, I watched Mr. Fu take a sip with my own eyes." ”

"Okay, that's good." Ye Chonghai breathed a sigh of relief: "In this way, that person won't embarrass us." ”

"Dad, who the hell is that person?" Ye Wanwan wanted to know who was behind the scenes: "Why did he poison Mr. Fu?" ”

"This matter has nothing to do with us." Ye Chonghai didn't want to know too much, sometimes he knew too much, but he would harm himself: "We just need to do things well, it's enough." ”

Ye Wanwan responded, and seeing that there was no Fu Beimo at the scene, Ye Wanwan was surprised: "Dad, where did Mr. Fu go?" ”

"It can't be poison, right?"

"Wanwan, don't worry about this matter, just treat it as if it didn't happen, you know?" Ye Chonghai solemnly told Ye Wanwan.

"Okay, I got it."

At this time, Ye Qiaofei will stab into the acupuncture points on Fu Beimo's body.

When piercing the most important acupuncture point, Fu Beimo snorted.

"What's wrong?" Ye Qiaofei asked softly: "Do you feel pain?" ”

"Hmm." Fu Beimo admitted.

Ye Qiaofei suddenly felt tricky, when she gave Fu Beimo acupuncture before, Fu Beimo didn't feel pain, but now......

It seems that there is too much toxin accumulation.

"Don't worry, it's normal." After Ye Qiaofei appeased, he continued to give Fu Beimo acupuncture.

At this moment, two figures appeared outside the door of the lounge.

"The eldest lady of the Ye family is Fu Beimo's wife, right? I really don't understand where Ye Qiaofei is worthy of Fu Beimo? ”

"I also think that Ye Qiaofei is not worthy of Fu Beimo, Fu Beimo is such a perfect person, only the proud daughter of the Shen family is worthy of it."

Ye Qiaofei heard the sound outside the door, she didn't care, she also felt that she had climbed Fu Beimo's thigh.

But Fu Beimo didn't think it was bearable, seeing that Ye Qiaofei was not shocked, Fu Beimo frowned: "They said that, aren't you angry?" ”

It stands to reason that Ye Qiaofei shouldn't ask him about his relationship with Shen Jiaoyue, and then let him maintain a relationship with Shen Jiaoyue?

Why is Ye Qiaofei so calm, he doesn't seem to care about this matter at all.

Is it because she has no feelings for him, so she doesn't care so much?

"What's there to be angry about?" Ye Qiaofei bent her lips, and there was no trace of anger on her pretty face: "It's just gossip, Mr. Fu, don't worry, I won't take it to heart." ”

"As for the relationship between you and Miss Shen, I won't ask about it, if Mr. Fu wants to marry Miss Shen after a year, I will consciously give up my position ......"

Before Ye Qiaofei finished speaking, he was blocked by a slightly cool lip.

Her pupils shook, and she looked at Fu Beimo in surprise.

Fu Beimo doesn't know what he's doing, isn't he not close to women, why is he getting more and more sophisticated?