Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 393 She's a poisonous woman
"Ha! Does she really think she's the head of the Xiao family? She hasn't even established herself yet, and now she's brought in an old lady. Should she just move the whole family over? Look at her, so unsophisticated. She's a disgrace!" Jiang Rourou said with a pout, expressing her disgust.

In short, now no matter what Su Ying does, it will get in her way. In the Xiao family, Su Ying is either Jiang Rourou or Jiang Rourou is either Su Ying or Jiang Rourou.

Chen Wanru lazily rolled her eyes. "Alright, if she can get close to the fourth son, then she's more capable than you. If you're really that good, then go and get her out of the Xiao family. What's the point of making a fuss here?"

"I..." Jiang Rourou shut her mouth reluctantly.

"Madam, your black chicken nourishing soup is ready!"

Chen Wanru usually pays great attention to health, focusing on both her face and body. Otherwise, she wouldn't look ten years younger than her peers despite being over fifty years old.

"vomit!"

For some reason, Jiang Rourou felt nauseous as soon as she smelled the chicken soup, but thankfully she calmed down after drinking some water.

Back in her room, she thought about it and something seemed wrong. Her period was already ten days late, so why was there still no sign of it?
Then she remembered how nauseous she felt from the smell of chicken soup earlier, and she gasped sharply.

Can't be so unlucky?
In the afternoon, Jiang Rourou secretly slipped away to the hospital alone, with a scarf wrapped around her head and exaggerated sunglasses on her nose, covering her face completely, as if afraid of being recognized.

The test results came back, and she was indeed pregnant.

Jiang Rourou slumped weakly into the chair, completely dumbfounded...

Haicheng.

Musa gazed at Qian Xingjie sitting at the hotel table. His suit made him look dashing and dignified. He had a pair of amorous eyes that seemed to look at everyone with more affection than a dog, a natural charmer.

Musa didn't know when she fell in love with this man. Maybe it was when she came to the Qian family when she was eight years old and met him for the first time. Maybe it was when she fell into the water as a child and no one else helped her, but this man jumped into the water without hesitation to save her. Or maybe it was when she was punished by Qian Huai'an and this man secretly fed her food to fill her stomach.

But now, she is about to personally send this man into a fire pit, and this time, he may never be able to escape.

Musa was in pain, conflicted, and struggling. On one side was her master, Qian Ke'er, and on the other was Qian Xingjie. She could not disobey her master's orders, so she could only go against her own heart.

Sitting next to Qian Xingjie was an intellectual and dignified woman, who was the partner that Qian's Company was about to cooperate with. In front of them were two wine glasses, which had been tampered with. As long as they drank from these glasses, Qian Ke'er's conspiracy would succeed.

Tomorrow morning, the news that the new chairman of the Qian Group sexually assaulted the female CEO of a business partnership will spread throughout Haicheng, and Qian Xingjie's illustrious life will come to an end.

Watching Qian Xingjie bring the wine in his glass to his mouth, Mu Sha clenched her fists so tightly that her fingertips almost dug into her flesh.

She even nearly lunged forward several times to snatch the wine glass from Qian Xingjie's hand, but she restrained herself. She forced herself to turn around and leave.

She closed her eyes briefly, then steeled herself and got into the car.

Musa felt as if her heart was being gnawed at by thousands of ants; she was distraught and in excruciating pain.

That's Qian Xingjie's life. If it's ruined, he'll go crazy, given his personality.

Screech! The car brakes suddenly and turns around.

hotel room.

After being drugged, Qian Xingjie shook his head and looked at the female CEO on the bed again, only to see multiple phantoms.

Damn it, he'd been drugged. His hands wouldn't obey him; he tore off his clothes one by one, beads of sweat dripping down his face like pearls.

He wanted to escape this place as soon as possible because he knew that someone would rush in soon and he would be finished. However, he couldn't muster any strength in his legs and his whole body felt limp.

Just then, someone burst in forcefully, slung his arm over her shoulder, and quickly left...

"hiss……"

Qian Xingjie woke up with a splitting headache, rubbing his temples, looking exhausted.

Suddenly realizing something, he looked up sharply and saw Musa walking over and placing a steaming cup of hangover soup on the table. "Young Master, please drink this!"

As she tried to pull away, Qian Xingjie grabbed her arm. "I was drugged yesterday. Did Qian Ke'er force you to do it?"

Musa's silence confirmed his suspicions, and the next second, the glass full of hangover soup smashed against the wall.

"Bitch! She actually tried to ruin me! How terrifying! She's a vicious woman!"

Thinking of the consequences, Qian Xingjie broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, Qian Ke'er's scheme failed, otherwise he would not be here safe and sound.

He had been a servant to Qian Huai'an for so many years, enduring humiliation and hardship. He had finally gotten everything he wanted, how could he let a despicable person ruin it?

He had originally wanted to leave something for Qian Ke'er based on their past relationship, but now it seems he had softened his heart. He should have been ruthless back then and made sure she could never recover.

"Miss's bodyguard will be here soon, young master, you'd better leave quickly!"

"Ha! I'm afraid of her? At worst, we'll both die!"

Musa reminded him, "Young Master, don't forget, the Master is still alive, and the elders of the Qian family are very powerful. You can't possibly defeat them. I advise you to leave as soon as possible and pretend nothing happened!"

"And what about you? Aren't you Qian Ke'er's person? Why did you save me?" Qian Xingjie looked at Mu Sha, trying to read the answer from her cold eyes.

Musa turned her face away, "Young master, don't ask about this!" She then opened the door, gesturing for him to leave quickly.

"If I leave, how will you explain it to Qian Ke'er? Knowing her personality, she won't forgive you so easily! Or should I find someone to send you away? You saved me, but you won't survive tomorrow in her hands!"

"Don't worry about that, I'll talk to her myself!"

Seeing how stubborn she was, Qian Xingjie stopped trying to persuade her and quickly left.

When Musa returned to the Qian family home, Qian Ke'er was lying on the sofa being served. A professional nail technician came to do her nails, which was Qian Ke'er's favorite, and she liked exaggerated and gorgeous nail designs.

“Miss Ke’er!” Musa stopped in front of her.

Qian Ke'er leisurely admired her manicure. "I heard from them that you messed things up this time?"

Musa lowered her head. "I was too nervous. Young Master probably found out, so he was careful and didn't drink that glass of wine. I'm sorry, Miss Ke'er. It was my fault. Please punish me!"

"Musa, come here and help me see how the styling I did this time is?" Qian Ke'er waved her hand.

Musa walked over and carefully examined her manicure. "It's Miss Ke'er's favorite design. Miss Ke'er's fingers are fair and slender, so it's perfect for her..."