249: Chapter 238: Administering Drugs 249: Chapter 238: Administering Drugs “Surveillance person?
Could it be your woman?” Tom said in surprise.
“God, dear Yun, I didn’t expect your woman…”
“What the hell are you thinking about?
She’s just a friend of mine who went out to eat with a restless person; I’m here to ensure her safety,” Song Yun said displeased.
He had just noticed Tian Qi looking at Hao Ying with indescribable lust in his eyes, as if he wanted to strip her naked and throw her onto a bed immediately.
“Alright, which private room are they in?” Tom asked.
“I think it’s number eight.
Can you let me know what’s happening inside?”
“Of course, my friend.
I’ve installed hidden cameras in all the rooms.
Hehe, if you want to see, you can just go directly to the surveillance room,” Tom said with a sly smile.
“Come on, my friend, let’s go to the surveillance room and see which little thief is planning to hit on your friend.”
After the two men arrived in the surveillance room, they tuned the camera to the interior of private room eight.
Tom really had talent—the footage was crystal clear, and he could zoom in to see even a single strand of hair clearly.
If Tian Qi had behaved himself, that would have been the end of it, but if he didn’t…
humph, then he couldn’t blame anyone but himself for handing over his incriminating evidence to Hao Ying’s father, Hao Guozhong.
Even though Tian Dongcheng wielded great power, he still couldn’t compare to a mayor.
Inside the room, Tian Qi was behaving very politely, speaking softly like a gentleman, telling jokes to Hao Ying.
Even though Hao Ying was annoyed with Tian Qi, they had come out to have a meal after all, and she couldn’t just sit there with a scowl on her face.
As Tian Qi talked, his right hand unconsciously scratched at his crotch.
Though it was so subtle that even Hao Ying sitting across from him didn’t notice, Song Yun did.
So it seems the rumors are true—this bastard really did catch a disease.
“Little Ying, what’s your relationship with that Song Yun?” After holding back for a long time, Tian Qi finally blurted out the question.
“I don’t know him,” Hao Ying said with a smile.
“But I’ve heard that apparently he is Sister Shishi’s fiancé.”
“Hmph, I advise you to stay away from that Song Yun from now on.
He’s not a good person.
You can tell by the women around him what kind of person he is; he’s quite a playboy,” Tian Qi persuaded.
“Be careful that he doesn’t harbor any ill intentions toward you.”
“I already said I don’t know him.
This is really nonsensical.”
“Alright, alright, let’s not talk about him.
Let’s continue eating,” Tian Qi stood up and poured her a glass of wine, “We will go our separate ways after this.
Let’s drink this glass as a final farewell.”
“Okay,” Hao Ying, though not impressed by Tian Qi, felt pity as he made such a sorry case.
Lifting her glass, she said, “I hope you find your own happiness.”
“Thank you,” Tian Qi replied, downing his drink in one gulp.
After Hao Ying finished her drink, Song Yun suddenly noticed something amiss—Hao Ying’s eyelids seemed to grow heavier, and eventually, she slumped powerless over the table.
“Did this little bastard drug her?” This is just beastly.
What kind of people are these?
Are all young people these days so despicable?
How am I supposed to get by after this?
With his years of experience, Song Yun immediately knew from Hao Ying’s reaction that the bastard Tian Qi had drugged the wine, but why wasn’t Tian Qi affected?
“Little Ying, oh Little Ying, you don’t know how much I love you, yet you keep rejecting me,” Tian Qi stood up and circled the table, laughing haughtily.
“And you obediently drank down the wine.
Let me tell you, the wine is fine; it’s the cup.
Your cup has been coated with a sleeping drug by me.”
Song Yun patted Tom’s shoulder and said, “Copy this section for me; I’ll need it.”
Having said that, Song Yun waited for the perfect moment to break into the room.
After all, nothing had happened yet, and he had to wait until Tian Qi made a move to undress Hao Ying before entering.
At that time, with evidence in hand, he would see how Tian Dongcheng would protect his son.
There was once a great writer who said that our history is too long, the scheming too deep, the thinking too complex, the black box too big, the insider dealings too thick, the tongues too greedy, the vision too scattered, the bets too risky.
Therefore, there exists something called overthinking—and Song Yun agreed deeply with this.
Take Tian Qi in front of him, for example; the only reason he would do something so despicable to Hao Ying is to either possess her body or to secure the support of the Hao Family.
If this had been Song Yun, he definitely wouldn’t do such a thing.
Without feelings between them as a foundation, just having sex for the sake of sex, he would rather spend a few hundred yuan on a prostitute.
But Tian Qi didn’t understand this, and now he couldn’t wait any longer.
Damn it, the woman he messed with the other day was so dirty that now he constantly felt an unbearable itching down there—an uncontrollable urge that he could only scratch fiercely when Hao Ying wasn’t paying attention.
Tian Qi opened his fly and, looking at the bumps large and small on his manhood, felt a burning urge to wreck the entire family of that prostitute.
Dammit, such a high-end place and still encountering a sick prostitute, and he had to be the one to catch it.
It would be a laughingstock if he spoke of it, but he didn’t know that the incident was already causing quite a stir outside.
Tian Qi, staring at Hao Ying, lying limp and pliable on the table, smiled.
Today, you will become my woman.
After I’ve had you, let’s see if you’ll continue to act so pure.
This thought infuriated Tian Qi; he had grown up with Hao Ying, a childhood sweetheart situation, yet she had always looked down on him and rejected his invitations.
But now?
A little powder was all it took to reduce her to this state, to be manipulated.
The more Tian Qi thought about it, the more excited he got, and he started to touch Hao Ying’s back incessantly, as if her assets were on her back.
Song Yun, seeing this, could no longer sit calmly and stepped out of the surveillance room, heading toward the private room where Tian Qi was.
He pushed the door and, discovering that the bastard Tian Qi had even locked it, was enraged.
A man who likes a woman should pursue her—if he can’t win her over, then pestering her is one thing, but drugging her is despicable.
“Bang!!”
Song Yun kicked open the door and, entering, looked coldly at Tian Qi, “You really are a bastard, aren’t you?
You get yourself sick and now want to infect someone else?”
“What are you talking about?
Security, where’s security?
Damn, this restaurant is crap.
When someone comes to cause trouble, they do nothing,” Tian Qi yelled indignantly.
“Song Yun, I’ve tolerated you over and over again.
What more do you want?”
“I don’t want anything else, just to safely take Hao Ying home,” Song Yun said indifferently, looking at Tian Qi as if he were looking at a dead man.
He knew that once Hao Ying’s father saw the video, there was no reason Tian Qi wouldn’t end up in a terrible predicament.