Chapter 119 You’ve been drugged.

This was not the first time Shen Zhiyi rejected him. Meng Qiming was mentally prepared. He smiled and wanted to change the subject, but Shen Zhiyi did not give him a chance to be ambiguous.

"I'm sorry, I really don't have any feelings for you at all, and I don't want this relationship to become a problem."

The smile on Meng Qiming's face gradually disappeared, and he said bitterly, "I don't have any chance at all?"

He was also a child of destiny and had never been rejected so repeatedly.

Shen Zhiyi shook his head slightly.

After a long while, Meng Qiming stood up and said, "Okay, I understand. Don't worry, I won't bother you anymore."

He smiled reluctantly, "But we can still be friends. It's an honor for CN to have you as its spokesperson. Today is my birthday, so you can stay here for a while before leaving."

He needed time to process his emotions, so he walked towards the bar.

Not long after, his friend who noticed something was wrong with him came over and sat down. He was the long-haired man whom they jokingly called "the painter."

"Why do you look like that?" The painter asked for a glass of wine, guessing the reason, "Did she reject you?"

During a small gathering some time ago, Meng Qiming mentioned to him that he was pursuing a woman, but the other party did not like him and rejected him many times.

Now it seems that he was obviously rejected by Miss Shen again.

Meng Qiming took a sip of wine, looking depressed and frustrated, "There is absolutely no chance now."

In fact, I had a premonition about it a long time ago.

"What do you like about her?" the painter asked casually, "Her face or her figure?"

"Don't say that," Meng Qiming sighed, "I really like her and even thought about getting married. Do you know that? I've already bought a house for our wedding."

"...You really are," the painter was a little surprised. He didn't expect him to be so serious. He thought about it and said thoughtfully, "It's not completely without a chance."

She is a public figure, and public figures are easy to control. For the happiness of his friend, he doesn't mind being a bad guy.

Meng Qiming was immersed in a feeling of frustration and didn't pay attention to his words. He drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

All those who came to this party were Meng Qiming's personal friends, from all walks of life. Shen Zhiyi sat quietly for a while, wanting to say hello to Meng Qiming before leaving, but after looking around, he couldn't find anyone.

"Ms. Shen,"

She turned around and saw the long-haired man who greeted her first, and nodded politely, "Hello."

The painter smiled and said, "I heard you are still filming. Uncle Meng's drama is not easy to film. It must be very tiring, right?"

"Not bad," Shen Zhiyi could see that he and Meng Qiming should have a good relationship.

"Seeing is believing. Miss Shen doesn't look photogenic. She looks better in person," the painter handed over a cocktail that was beautiful smoky purple. "I'll toast to you. We can now be considered acquainted."

Shen Zhiyi politely took the wine glass but didn't drink it. "Sorry, I have to film tomorrow morning, so I won't drink it."

"Oh?" The painter was surprised. "I can't even drink a sip?"

"I can't drink much."

"It's okay," the painter smiled. "This cocktail is not very strong, I just drink it for fun, but it tastes good. You can try it."

Shen Zhiyi still didn't move, "Sorry."

After looking at her for a while, the painter seemed to be understanding and took the wine away from her. "It's okay, then Miss Shen, drink the juice."

He asked the waiter to bring a glass of juice, "I won't disturb Miss Shen anymore. By the way, Qiming will be here in a while, please wait for a while, Miss Shen."

After hearing what he said, Shen Zhiyi gave up the idea of ​​leaving immediately.

The waiter brought the juice. Shen Zhiyi was thirsty after sitting for a while, but she hesitated for a moment and didn't drink it. She didn't want to wait any longer, so she asked the waiter where Meng Qiming was, wanting to tell him and leave.

"Mr. Meng is in the lounge inside."

Shen Zhiyi: "Is he drunk?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, and reacted a little slowly, "No... it shouldn't be."

If she was drunk, there was no need to tell him specifically that she was leaving, but the waiter was hesitant, so Shen Zhiyi went to the lounge and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Meng?"

The door was not closed tightly and opened easily when pushed. Shen Zhiyi pushed the door open slowly while asking. Before she could see the scene inside the room clearly, someone pushed her from behind and the bag in her hand was snatched away. The moment she stepped into the room, the door slammed shut with a bang.

She fell to the ground and heard the sound of the door being locked. She immediately realized that she had been tricked.

But everyone at the party was meeting her for the first time, so who would treat her like this?
The cell phone was in the bag and was taken away by the man. Shen Zhiyi walked a few steps inside, trying to find a landline to make a call.

"Knowledge..."

With a soft murmur, Shen Zhiyi's whole body tensed up and he looked over vigilantly.

There was actually someone lying on the bed, it was Meng Qiming.

Meng Qiming's face flushed, and he pulled at his collar impatiently. Seeing that she wanted to sit up, he staggered closer, "Zhiyi, I——"

"do not come!"

Seeing him appear here in this state, what is there to not understand? Although she doesn't know who hurt her, the purpose is already obvious.

Shen Zhiyi looked at him warily, "Meng Qiming, you've been drugged."

"What?" Meng Qiming felt uncomfortable all over and had difficulty thinking. All the sounds seemed to be separated from him by a layer of membrane. He was in a daze and could not understand what Shen Zhiyi meant.

"Stand still," Shen Zhiyi said, worried that he might get closer. "Do you have a cell phone?"

The landline phone cannot make outgoing calls.

"No," Meng Qiming took a long time to understand what she meant. He shook his head wildly, stood up again, and staggered towards her. During this time, his shirt had been torn off. The combined effects of alcohol and drugs made him dizzy.

Seeing that he couldn't stop him, Shen Zhixian ran into the bathroom, locked the door, and walked back and forth anxiously.

I don't know when the effect of Meng Qiming's medicine will wear off. Is she going to spend the whole night here? What's worse is that what if the person who planned all that comes in halfway? That person might even be able to open the bathroom door.

Now she can only place her hope on Xiao Dong, hoping that she can come up to find her.

There was a sudden knock on the bathroom door, and she froze in fear. "Who?"

Meng Qiming leaned against the door with a painful look on his face, "Zhiyi, I feel uncomfortable. Zhiyi, can you please come out? I want to vomit."

He drank a lot of wine today and was very drunk. In addition, he was allergic to the medicine, so he had a strong urge to vomit and even had difficulty breathing.

Shen Zhiyi didn't trust him at all, "This door can't be opened."

Meng Qiming had no choice but to knock on the door. Soon someone quietly opened the door a crack and saw that Shen Zhiyi was not inside. He immediately guessed that she must be hiding in the bathroom.

He settled Meng Qiming aside and tried to open the bathroom door.

The door of the room was slammed, Shen Zhiyi's back was pressed against the cold wall, and his heart was beating very fast.

What should I do?
　The heroine is fine, only the hero goes crazy

　　
　
(End of this chapter)