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Wang Ye wanted to be modest, but his tongue was swollen from drinking, and he was a self-reliant person, so he was still arrogant when he spoke.

He even considered the position of the head of the Wang family as a sure thing.

Those who disliked him exchanged glances with each other and continued to pour wine for Wang Ye.

Some of Wang Ye's friends had noticed that the wind was blowing in the wrong direction.

But someone had kindly reminded him earlier, but didn't Wang Ye still scold the person and almost get into a fight?

Therefore, even if someone could see that this was an attempt to harm Wang Ye, no one would jump out and say anything.

Wang Ye was still in a good mood. He kissed the female companion who was accompanying the guests, and then picked up the wine for another round.

He looked as happy as a god when he was drunk.

"Go on, Brother Ye, this is not going well, right?"

He continued to make trouble and kept forcing us to drink, intentionally or unintentionally.

Soon Wang Ye couldn't even open his eyes.

No one knew when the medicine was thrown into Wang Ye's wine glass. The room was more lively than the dance floor outside, so no one noticed it.

That glass of wine was no different from any other wine, and with the ice cubes it tasted even less different.

Wang Ye drank one cup after another.

Some timid ones want to retreat at this time.

After all, not everyone’s family background is comparable to the Wang family, let alone Wang Ye who has been designated as the son-in-law of the Gu family.

If he was really cheated and took the blame, he would be abandoned by the family. But the effect of the medicine was much faster than everyone imagined.

Wang Ye's drunken face trembled for a while, and he suddenly said with a big tongue:

"Hiss, why does my mouth hurt so much? Who of you threw glass shards into my mouth?"

As he spoke, Wang Ye reached out to touch his mouth.

Before he could even lift his finger, blood spurted out. "Ah!"

There was silence in the box at first, then there were screams of fear, and everyone retreated around Wang Ye.

Wang Ye seemed to have a moment of clarity. He stared with bulging eyes, blankly looking at the pool of blood in front of him and the reactions of everyone in the box.

He seemed to be frightened and still unsure of what was going on.

But before he could call in his bodyguard, he collapsed onto the bar counter.

With a loud bang, Wang Ye fell to the ground, without any more struggle or movement.

The crowd burst into screams again.

This unusual movement finally alerted the bodyguard. He knocked on the door, but when no one answered, he was about to push open the door.

Suddenly.

The bodyguard took a step back cautiously and hid behind the door.

The door of the room was opened from the inside.

Several people ran out of the box, shouting loudly as they ran: "Someone, come quickly, Young Master Wang is dead here!"

The scream made the bodyguard lose consciousness:

Young Master Wang is dead? Which Young Master Wang? How could he be dead? The commotion in the box spread outside, where there were more people. A bigger chaos broke out.

Those who knew who Young Master Wang was referring to immediately realized that something serious was about to happen.

Those who don't want to get involved in this mess will leave immediately.

The bodyguard was pushed by someone.

He reacted suddenly, opened the door of the box and ran in. Mr. Wang's condition was of course very bad.

But he still has one or two good friends.

At this time, he was constantly shouting:

"Why call an ambulance? Let's send him over right now." "How much has he drunk? Who was trying to get him drunk just now? I'm telling you, if Wang Ye is in trouble, none of you can escape."

The female companion who was accompanying him was also so frightened that he didn't know how to run away.

Perhaps he understood that it would be useless even if they ran away now.

Given Wang Ye's family background, it would be a piece of cake to find them and their families.

So they could only hug each other and cry about their unfortunate fate. When the bodyguard ran in, he saw this scene.

He didn't care about others and took the lead to step forward to test Wang Ye's pulse and heartbeat.

Fortunately.

Although the man looked blue and red, and swollen like a pig's head, there was blood hanging from his sides and mouth.

But Young Master Wang seemed to be fine. His pulse and heartbeat were rapid but still strong.

Still breathing, still having a heartbeat.

The bodyguard, who had been frightened silly, seemed to have breathed oxygen again and recovered from the suffocating state.

He immediately arranged first aid measures and did not forget to confirm with the people present what had just happened.

The box was in a mess, and outside was also in chaos.

The bar owner, knowing that something had happened, hurried over and asked what had happened.

Someone shouted angrily:

"Young Master Wang is in trouble in your bar, don't even think about running away!"

The bar owner was sweating profusely, all because of his anxiety. After being scolded a few times, his waist collapsed even more:

"Yes, yes, we will take full responsibility for the medical expenses."

The bodyguard was so angry that he saw stars:

"This guy is the eldest son of the Wang family. If something happens to him, he will still pay for your medical expenses. Let's all just wait to die."