Wen Xiao’ai dashed out of the mansion, seeking Jun Moyan. She closed her eyes, trying to locate him by sensing the energy emanating from his being.
Perhaps due to the distance, she could not detect the presence of that energy.
A bit deflated, Wen Xiao’ai opened her eyes and resigned herself to blindly searching for him.
Whenever she encountered the roaming maids and bodyguards along the way, Wen Xiao’ai would hide until they passed and then continue her search.
A small figure wandered aimlessly around the vast estate.
At that moment, Wen Xiao’ai missed her home even more and felt an inexplicable sense of grievance in her heart.
Not knowing how long she had walked, she noticed three silhouettes flickering in the small pavilion by the lake.
By their figures, it was clear there were two men and one woman.
Just as Wen Xiao’ai was about to turn back and take another route, she caught a familiar name in their conversation.
Unsure if she had heard correctly and hesitating for a moment, Wen Xiao’ai still mustered her courage and crept closer.
"Young Master, the poison has been applied to the rim of the cup. Once Jun Moyan takes a sip at the family banquet, he will become consumed by uncontrollable lust," said a man’s voice, his tone respectful toward the "Young Master."
A more composed male voice followed up by saying to the woman, "Miss Ji, this opportunity is rare. You must seize it well. Tonight, it’s all on you."
"Rest assured, Young Master Jun, I’ll take care of the rest. If I successfully become the wife of the Third Young Master of the Jun Family tonight, I will surely never forget your help, Young Master Jun. In the future, I’ll serve you even more wholeheartedly and diligently."
That was a woman’s voice.
It was filled with excitement and impatience.
Wen Xiao’ai thought for a moment; the name seemed familiar.
But that wasn’t important. What mattered was that they planned to drug Jun Moyan?
And it was a drug called "uncontrollable lust"?
What kind of drug was this, with such a long name?
Drugs are not good things. These people were secretly plotting against Jun Moyan without his knowledge, their intentions clearly malicious.
What kind of place was this, where it seemed nobody was well-intentioned, and why would Jun Moyan even come here?
From their conversation, it seemed they were going to dine at the same table shortly.
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While Wen Xiao’ai was pondering, an abrupt pair of barks made her legs tremble in fear.
It also startled the three people in the pavilion.
Seeing the large, snarling dog barking incessantly at her, Wen Xiao’ai felt her scalp tingle and she immediately turned to run.
The dog barked and chased after her.
Jun Wuyang emerged from the pavilion and asked the person walking the dog, "What’s going on?"
"Young Master Jun, it seems to be a cat," replied the servant, noticeably afraid of Jun Wuyang.
"Then fetch it quickly, this clamor is intolerable."
"Yes," the servant hurriedly pursued.
That servant and Ji Hongyan approached, "Young Master Jun, it’s about time. Shall we go now?"
"Let’s go," Jun Wuyang didn’t linger and walked away.
Hearing the footsteps and barking getting closer behind her, Wen Xiao’ai was on the verge of tears, running for her life.
Damn it, when my mana is restored, I’ll definitely send you to guard the gates of the Netherworld.
Chased into a panic, Wen Xiao’ai saw the wide-open door of a bright villa ahead.
Without considering who lived there or if it might be even more dangerous, she ran straight in.