Normally, he was extremely cautious. When drinking that glass of champagne with an elder older than himself, he hadn’t thought much of it.

Yet, in less than half an hour, an inexplicable heat surged through his body. His head grew heavy, his body burned uncontrollably, and even his vision started to blur.

He realized immediately—he had been drugged!

As the president of K Group, with a net worth of hundreds of billions, able to control Anya City with a flick of his hand, no one had ever dared to scheme against him like this.

He forced the last bit of clarity in his mind, trying to call his assistant to arrange an escape. But as he turned, he collided with a familiar embrace.

It was Ye Yin.

The woman he loathed to the extreme—the one who had pestered him relentlessly since high school and hurt Jiang Rou just to get close to him.

Ye Yin had always been either spoiled and domineering or deliberately flattering toward him, never showing him any kindness.

But that night, her eyes were full of triumph, and her gaze on him was like that of a predator eyeing its prey.

“Jinghuai, you don’t look very well,” she said softly, her voice seductive and gentle—but to him, it was nauseating.

He tried to push her away, but his body felt weak and powerless. The effect of the aphrodisiac drug intensified, and his consciousness slipped away faster and faster.

He could only grit his teeth and warn, “Get… away from me…”

He wanted to call his assistant over,

But Ye Yin didn’t give him the chance.

Instead of leaving, she summoned two black-clad bodyguards and, with him utterly unable to resist, forcefully shoved him into her car.

What followed was a blur of chaos and degradation.

He remembered being taken back to that seaside villa, remembered Ye Yin’s triumphant face looming in front of him,

Remembered losing his rationality due to the drug and eventually losing control… his innocence was gone.

“Damn it!” Si Jinghuai slammed his fist onto the desk, scattering the documents everywhere.

His eyes burned red with rage, stormy as thunder.

He, Si Jinghuai—what a status he held! A fortune of billions, ruling a business empire—he had never suffered such humiliation!

That woman—knowing full well that he despised her, that his heart belonged only to Jiang Rou—actually dared to scheme against him with such despicable means!

She thought she could bind him this way? She was dreaming!

“Ye Yin…” he growled the woman’s name.

Each word seemed to be forced out through gritted teeth. “You dare to scheme against me, I will make you pay the price!”

At the top-floor director’s office of Yarei Hospital

Lu Bai sat behind the large redwood desk.

The cuffs of his white coat were neatly rolled up, revealing a luxurious watch on his wrist.

Outside the window stretched the bustling streets of Anya City, but his gaze was as cold and deep as if submerged in ice water. His fingertips unconsciously rubbed the surface of the desk.

What lingered in his mind was the chaotic scene from last night’s cruise party.

As the director of Yarei Hospital, the boss, and also a top cardiothoracic surgeon, Lu Bai had always been known for his calm and composed demeanor.

At last night’s cruise business gala, he had accompanied his father. But in a private room, he unexpectedly ran into Jiang Rou.

Jiang Rou wore a light blue dress, quietly sipping juice in a corner, a perfectly gentle smile on her face.

Lu Bai had always been fond of this gentle, pure woman, so he went over to talk with her.

The room was softly lit, and Jiang Rou’s voice was warm and pleasant. They chatted about amusing stories from their school days, and the atmosphere was light and comfortable.

He casually picked up a glass of champagne from the table, taking a sip now and then.

Soon, however, he suddenly felt a burning heat sweep through his body.

The sensation surged violently, spreading through his veins to every limb, making his head heavy and his breathing rapid.

“Sorry, I need some fresh air,” Lu Bai said to Jiang Rou, forcing down the strange feeling in his body, and quickly stepped out of the room.

He thought maybe it was too much champagne, or that the room was stuffy with too many people. But when he reached the deck of the cruise…