Still, he wanted her to catch people on her own.
Ye Xiaoyu stood in front of him, like a school student who had done something wrong, her voice low and trembling: "I'm sorry, it was a birthday party for a classmate, I couldn't refuse."
Anjue raised his eyes, and just a glance made her tremble all over. Then she watched him leisurely pour red wine into an empty goblet, and then reach into his pocket for a medicine bottle.
When Ye Xiaoyu saw that bottle, her face went pale, her body swayed, nearly unable to stand.
One pill, two pills...
When he tried to put more pills into the wine, her legs weakened, and she fell back into the sofa, her blood freezing, her pale face devoid of any color.
Anjue put in three pills, picked up the wine glass and shook it. The pink flat pills made a fizzing melting sound, and then he stood up, his tall body casting a powerful shadow over her.
