Miss Shen ran away after finishing her meal, which angered her short-lived uncle to the point of res

Chapter 288 Attack

Shen Feiwan took out a neatly folded tissue from her bag and gently unfolded it with her fingertips.

To make things easier, she had already ground the pills into a fine powder at home and carefully wrapped them in this tissue.

Now, she poured all the white powder into the wine glass. As the red wine poured in, the powder dissolved instantly in the dark red liquid without leaving a trace.

When Lin Xiaoyan came out of the bathroom wearing a bath towel, he saw Shen Feiwan leaning lazily against the headboard, gently swirling a glass of red wine. There was another glass of wine on the bedside table, glistening enticingly under the warm yellow light, clearly prepared for him.

"How is it?" Lin Xiaoyan walked to the bedside and sat down, picked up the glass of wine that Shen Feiwan had spiked, and asked Shen Feiwan, "This wine is not bad, is it?"

Shen Feiwan took a small sip. "I don't drink often, and I'm not an expert, so I can't tell the difference between good and bad."

“However,” she raised her eyes slightly and lifted her glass, “the wine you treasure must be of good quality. Here, I’ll toast you.”

With a crisp "clink," two wine glasses gently touched. Lin Xiaoyan tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp. "A toast to us."

After finishing his drink, he stared intently at Shen Feiwan and said, "You can't hold your liquor, so drink less."

Shen Feiwan chuckled, "I can control myself without you telling me. You probably don't want to face a drunken me later, do you?"

Lin Xiaoyan's Adam's apple bobbed as he placed the empty wine glass aside. "I really don't want to."

He reached out and slowly grasped Shen Feiwan's exposed ankle, his fingertips gently caressing her skin and slowly moving upwards. "Because tonight, Wanwan and I have something more important to do."

Shen Feiwan lightly tapped his wrist with the toe of her other foot, kicking his hand away. "What's the rush?"

After saying that, she leaned forward and fed him her cup.

Lin Xiaoyan, annoyed by her slow pace, took the wine glass and downed it in one gulp.

Seeing this, Shen Feiwan smiled knowingly. "Let's play a game."

Lin Xiaoyan's voice was already hoarse. "What time is it now?" He reached out to pull her into his arms. "Be good, we'll play again tomorrow."

Shen Feiwan deftly dodged his arm and picked up the half-empty bottle of red wine from the bedside table. "But I want to see how this red liquid flows over your body."

Her fingertips gently touched his lips, "If I feed you this..."

Her fingers slid down his jaw to his Adam's apple. "The wine is spilling from your lips. Where do you think it will meander to next?"

Shen Feiwan's fingertips continued downwards, tracing Lin Xiaoyan's collarbone, then drawing a circle on his chest. "Adam's apple? Collarbone? And chest?"

Finally, Shen Feiwan's finger stopped on his abs. "Or... here?"

Lin Xiaoyan's breathing became noticeably heavier, his Adam's apple bobbing rapidly. "So, how does Wanwan plan to feed me?"

Shen Feiwan stared into his eyes and slowly uttered two words, "Kneel down."

Lin Xiaoyan chuckled softly, then knelt down with his knees spread apart. He looked up at Shen Feiwan and said, "Even if I have to kneel, I still have to pamper my own wife."

"Open your mouth," Shen Feiwan commanded, staring down at him.

She took a sip of wine and leaned down to transfer it into his mouth.

This time, Shen Feiwan deliberately poured the wine very quickly, and the wine immediately overflowed from Lin Xiaoyan's lips and dripped down his chin.

"It seems too fast," Shen Feiwan sighed softly.

Immediately, she picked up the bottle and said, "Again."

Lin Xiaoyan's alcohol tolerance wasn't very high to begin with, and then the first glass of wine was spiked with drugs...

The medication took effect quickly.

Lin Xiaoyan's gaze began to glaze over, and soon he collapsed onto the bed. Shen Feiwan placed a pillow in his arms, and he embraced it, beginning a deep kiss.

Giving the man a disgusted look, Shen Feiwan adjusted the collar of her bathrobe and pulled her phone out from under her pillow.

"Hello," she dialed Zou Xinyi's number as she walked downstairs, "Have you arrived yet?"