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Song Xuanhe’s pupils constricted, and he tried to dodge to the side. Unfortunately, Song Jiabao had grabbed his arms and was holding onto him tightly, preventing him from moving.

The tip of the syringe was aimed at Song Xuanhe’s exposed arm. Zhou Rong paused before reaching over to pinch Song Xuanhe’s chin. He gazed down at Song Xuanhe and said, “You knew that I was going to teach you a lesson but you still chose to come. The reason why you feigned civility with me for so long was to buy time, right?”

Song Xuanhe’s head was in Zhou Rong’s control. Breathing was a little difficult with how Zhou Rong had tilted his head upwards. Nevertheless, his mind was very clear. He said, “You know that I know what you want to do, but you’re still willing to stay.”

“Why wouldn’t I stay?” Zhou Rong asked. He then laughed. “You know that I have a syringe, but do you know what this syringe is filled with?”

Song Jiabao asked in alarm, “He knew that we were going to hurt him?! What are you waiting for?! Stab him!”

Zhou Rong glanced at the flustered Song Jiabao. His smile didn’t change. “What are you panicking over? Even if his people come, will they be able to get any evidence? I’ve obviously cleaned my tracks.”

“Song Xuanhe, Song Ershao,” Zhou Rong tightened his hold, “My good friend, guess what this syringe holds?”

“I’ll give you a hint. What do syringes usually hold? Medicine? Maybe. But medicine is for treatment purposes. It wouldn’t make sense for it to appear here. Then…how about…a virus? Blood containing a virus? Or how about…a new, colourless, scentless, undetectable drug?”

As soon as Zhou Rong said this, Song Jiani’s face turned deathly pale.

When Zhou Rong had come back to ask her to team up with him in hurting Song Xuanhe, she had been a bit tempted. However, it hadn’t been because she had wanted to take revenge on Song Xuanhe. She had wanted to take advantage of his crisis to become his saviour, to make him understand just how much she liked him so that he would fall for her.

But after that meeting, she started to suffer from a reoccurring dream. In that dream, she had asked Zhou Rong what he was going to do to Song Xuanhe. Zhou Rong had had a strange smile on his face as he told her that she’d find out when the time came. Then, she had invited Song Xuanhe out and had teamed up with Zhou Rong to trap him in that room. Zhou Rong had then taken advantage of her lapse in attention to spike Song Xuanhe’s drink with copious amounts of some hallucinogen.

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Song Xuanhe had been fine the next day. But some time later, he started to show depressive symptoms. One day, Zhou Rong and Lu Chao—who was supposed to be dead—took Song Xuanhe to a bar. There, Song Xuanhe had told the two men that he didn’t remember what had happened that night. However, what he did know was that he hadn’t been able to get hard since. Zhou Rong and Lu Chao had consoled Song Xuanhe before telling him that they had something that would help get him back to normal.

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