Could someone have tampered with Xia Pengpeng's blood sample while she was unconscious?
Xia Wen kept pondering whether she should explain her sudden unconsciousness to Zhao Wanqing.
Forget it, she'd better first figure out why Zhao Wanqing is so apprehensive of Xia Pengpeng, not daring to touch her at all. Then she'll decide her next move.
When Zhao Wanqing woke up, Xia Wen was nowhere to be seen.
Thinking about last night's events, he couldn't help but show a hint of a satisfied smile; this woman's body had surprised him, every time bringing him a different thrill. That's why he was becoming more and more reluctant to let her go.
Zhao Wanqing got up, threw on a robe, and walked outside.
"Where's Xia Wen?"
"Miss Xia is in her own room, she hasn't appeared since last night."
Zhao Wanqing pushed open Xia Wen's room door and suddenly discovered a pool of bloody water flowing out from the bathroom!
