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On the other side, Xu Yuewei quietly hid in a more secluded corner in the distance.

Her eyes were like those of a sharp hawk, fixed on Quan Yuanchen.

Quan Yuanchen raised his slender arm slightly and gracefully held up the exquisite wine glass. There was a deep light in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

Then, he opened his thin lips and slowly put the wine in the glass into his mouth. His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he drank the wine in one gulp.

His movements were smooth and natural, with an innate nobility and composure.

When Xu Yuewei saw Quan Yuanchen drink the wine, her heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally relaxed a little.

She did not dare to be careless at all and continued to observe Quan Yuanchen quietly, nervously waiting for the moment when the drug would take effect.

Her heartbeat involuntarily quickened, her hands subconsciously clenched into fists, and her eyes contained both a hint of expectation and a hint of imperceptible uneasiness.

She didn't know what would happen next, but for the sake of her carefully planned plan, she could only force herself to remain calm and continue waiting.

The air around her seemed to become heavy because of her nervousness. Only her extremely focused gaze was always firmly fixed on Quan Yuanchen, not missing any slight change in Quan Yuanchen.

Not long after, Quan Yuanchen suddenly felt dizzy and his head seemed to become heavy.

He frowned slightly, a trace of doubt in his heart. His alcohol tolerance shouldn't be so bad. What happened today?

He tried to steady himself, but his body swayed involuntarily.

The scene in front of me began to become blurry, and the surrounding sounds seemed to come from far away, buzzing.

Quan Yuanchen tried hard to stay awake. He held his forehead with his hand, and there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

He soon realized that something was wrong with him and that he might have been drugged.

Quan Yuanchen was filled with anger. Who was so bold as to tamper with his wine?

He held on to his body, trying to find a safe place while thinking about how to deal with the situation.

Quan Yuanchen tried hard not to fall down. He leaned against a pillar beside him, trying to suppress the strange and surging heat in his body.

Fine beads of sweat gradually seeped out of his forehead and his face became a little flushed.

He gritted his teeth, anger burning in his heart.

Quan Yuanchen's eyes became increasingly fierce. He tried to circulate the energy in his body to suppress the evil fire, but with little effect.

The body's reaction became more and more intense, and an indescribable desire spread in my heart.

Quan Yuanchen clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, trying to use the pain to stay awake.

He knew that he had to find a solution as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed through Quan Yuanchen's mind - Su Yun.

He knew why he thought of her at this time, but he inexplicably longed to see her.

Quan Yuanchen tried hard to steady himself, and walked towards Su Yun step by step with difficulty...

Just as he was about to walk slowly to Su Yun's side, at this critical moment, Xu Yuewei blocked his way.

Xu Yuewei's brows were furrowed, and her eyes revealed a hint of nervousness and uneasiness. She tried to muster up her courage and said in a trembling voice, "Second Young Master Quan, you're drunk. Let me take you to rest."

As she spoke, she cautiously reached out and was about to pull Quan Yuanchen's arm.

However, Quan Yuanchen mercilessly pushed her away, his eyes as cold as ice, and coldly spat out one word: "Get out!"

Then, Quan Yuanchen walked quickly towards Su Yun.

At this moment, Su Yun was chatting happily with Qian Yuwan, when he was suddenly pulled away by a pair of big hands.

Quan Yuanchen's movements were huge and his steps were extremely urgent, as if something extremely important was urging him.

Su Yun looked closely and saw that it was Quan Yuanchen. He was holding her tightly, so she had no choice but to follow him. As she walked, she asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you?"

But Quan Yuanchen still didn't say anything, just walked forward quickly, as if there was a burning flame in his heart that prevented him from stopping.

Quan Yuanchen quickly pulled Su Yun forward, and his well-trained bodyguards followed closely behind him and Su Yun.

The bodyguards all stood tall and straight with stern expressions, like a group of guards guarding an important target.

They acted quickly and blocked all access to the second floor, making it difficult for others to get close.

Even Xu Yuewei, who wanted to get close to Quan Yuanchen again, was ruthlessly stopped by the bodyguards.

Xu Yuewei's face was full of anxiety and unwillingness. She tried to break through the bodyguards' obstruction, but could only be blocked there helplessly.

She looked at the receding backs of Quan Yuanchen and Su Yun, her eyes filled with loss and jealousy.

All the guests at the banquet were stunned when they saw this scene.

Everyone looked at each other, wondering what big thing had happened.

The originally bustling banquet hall suddenly became silent, and a tense atmosphere filled the air.

Some people were whispering to each other; others were standing quietly, following Quan Yuanchen and Su Yun closely, their hearts filled with curiosity and confusion.

As if he was dissatisfied with Su Yun's slow pace, Quan Yuanchen frowned slightly. The next second, he bent down without hesitation and picked up Su Yun steadily.

His movements were decisive and powerful, without the slightest hesitation.

Holding Su Yun, Quan Yuanchen walked towards the room upstairs with firm steps, every step full of determination.

The moment Su Yun was picked up, his heart skipped a beat, as if a deer was running around in his chest.

Her eyes widened, her face filled with shock.

"What are you doing? Put me down quickly."

Su Yun said anxiously while struggling. Then she noticed Quan Yuanchen's body temperature and complexion.

"Why are you so hot? And your face isn't normal either?"

Su Yun's voice was full of worry and confusion. She stared at Quan Yuanchen nervously, trying to find the answer from his face.

Quan Yuanchen's face was tense and he exuded a dangerous aura.

He kicked open a door with his foot quickly and decisively, then hugged Su Yun tightly and strode into the room.

The bodyguards outside the door were well-trained and quickly closed the door the moment they entered the room.

Su Yun felt that he was safely in Quan Yuanchen's warm and strong arms one moment, and the next moment he was gently but eagerly placed on the soft big bed.

Alarm bells rang in her heart. Based on various signs, she guessed that Quan Yuanchen must be taking traditional Chinese medicine at this moment.

She struggled to get off the bed in panic, but before she could stand firmly, Quan Yuanchen's strong hands held down her hands, and his legs pressed down on her feet, making her unable to move.

Quan Yuanchen's voice was hoarse with unbearable pain, and his deep eyes were fixed on Su Yun, as if she was his only salvation at the moment, "Help me!"

Su Yun's cheeks flushed, and her heart was in a panic. She tried to stay rational and shouted, "Go find a doctor!"

Quan Yuanchen shook his head slightly, his eyes full of anxiety, "It's too late!"

After saying that, he kissed her lips without saying anything.