The drug is intense, but as long as one doesn’t overdose, it shouldn’t be too dangerous.
If Gu Wenjuan were alone inside, at most she’d be rubbing against the wall.
If Young Master Yu were also there...
He Yong’er’s heartbeat quickened, and she quietly made her way toward the flower room.
The flower room wasn’t frequented by many, and as He Yong’er entered, as expected, the scent inside was quite strong.
But soon, she saw a servant.
Dressed in the Mo Family’s maid uniform, upon seeing He Yong’er, she said, "Hello, may I help you with something?"
He Yong’er smiled, "Nothing much, I just wanted to ask, who was here just now?"
He Yong’er noticed that there was blood on the ground.
The bloodstains looked quite shocking, and not far away on the sofa, there was a burgundy suit draped.
It was Young Master Yu’s suit!
He Yong’er felt like she was on the brink of boiling over!
Young Master Yu and Gu Wenjuan, indeed!
But He Yong’er dared not show it, her gaze circled around and finally landed on the maid near her.
In her hand, she held a spray bottle.
That spray bottle, wasn’t it the one she had just given to Gu Wenjuan?
He Yong’er’s heart lurched, and she walked over, saying, "Can I have that bottle, please?"
The maid responded, "No, this must be handed over. It might belong to Young Master Yu or someone else. Why do you want it?"
He Yong’er smiled, "I want it," pulling out a stack of banknotes, "just let me have it."
"Not possible," the maid pushed her hand back, "The Mo Family has its rules, this item must be returned to its owner."
He Yong’er forcibly chuckled, "To be honest, this is very likely mine, so I just want to check."
"Really?" retorted the maid. "Then tell me, what are its distinguishing features?"
He Yong’er immediately described the features.
The maid looked at her deeply, picked up the pager, and said, "Send two security guards, we’ve captured a suspect."
He Yong’er’s face drastically changed, "What, what do you mean, what suspect!"
However, the maid no longer paid her any heed and watched her warily.
Soon enough, security arrived and took He Yong’er away.
Yu Siqiao calmed down, as the sky was nearly light with the predawn glow.
He felt weak all over, and as he opened the door, Yu Chen immediately became alert, calling out, "Young Master Yu!"
But after calling out, Yu Chen was speechless.
Yu Siqiao at the moment looked too disheveled.
His clothes were all wrinkled, his hair still damp, and his clothes still wet; it was unclear how long he had been wearing them or how long they were wet, and he looked to be in very bad shape.
Yu Siqiao’s lips were also somewhat pale, his gaze swept past him, and he walked forward.
Yu Chen immediately said, "You should change your clothes!"
Yu Siqiao ignored him, his voice dangerously hoarse, "Where is she?" ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novęlfire.net
Yu Chen immediately replied, "Princess Mo is in the room, Mr. Wu and Mr. Mo have been looking for you for a long time."
Yu Siqiao remained silent.
Yu Chen, "Princess Mo is still unconscious. This is too sudden."
Yu Siqiao walked toward Mo Shu’s room and found that there were already many people at the door.
Aside from Mo Shu’s bodyguards, there were also Grandpa Mo, the old doctor, and people like Qin Yuan and Qin An.
Seeing Yu Siqiao’s current state, Grandpa Mo couldn’t contain his fury, "Where have you been? Shushu has been unconscious for seven hours! And only now do you show up!"
Yu Siqiao said nothing and as he entered, he saw Mo Shu lying with her eyes closed.
Even a heart rate monitor had been set up!