After understanding animal language, the villainous girl is guaranteed to become a heartthrob.

Chapter 591 You absolutely cannot let her go!

Xiao Xu and Chen Ziqi exchanged a glance.

The latter frowned and said, "Ms. Liu, when you delivered the food to Xingchen Apartment, did you notice anything amiss?"

"Something's not right?" Liu Xiu'e frowned, thought carefully for a moment, and asked in confusion, "What are you referring to?"

Chen Ziqi nudged Xiao Xu, signaling her to come and ask.

"It's about your health," Xiao Xu said softly. "Have you felt any discomfort anywhere?"

Speaking of this, Liu Xiu'e said, "There's something I really find strange. I clearly remember Huanhuan putting makeup on me that day, but then I fell asleep for some reason, and when I woke up, my face was completely bare of makeup."

Xiao Xu: "Did you ask Yang Huanrong?"

“Yes.” Liu Xiu’e nodded. “After I told Huanhuan, she said that I might be dreaming while I was asleep.”

She said you're dreaming, so what do you think?

"It doesn't feel like a dream; it feels like it actually happened."

"Okay." Xiao Xu asked cautiously, "Besides that, is there anything else that you find strange?"

Liu Xiu'e opened her mouth, then glanced at Chen Ziqi beside her, her expression becoming more hesitant.

"Is it inconvenient for me to hear?" Chen Ziqi immediately understood, got up and walked to the door.

Xiao Xu smiled gently at Liu Xiu'e: "Ms. Liu, you can speak with peace of mind now."

Liu Xiu'e felt a flush on her face and said in a low voice, "I felt a little uncomfortable when I woke up that day. My underwear was rolled up at the hem and one of the buttons on my bra was missing. I'm usually very careful, so I felt something was off."

She paused, then continued, "When I got back, I told my husband, and he said it was my own fault for not dressing properly."

"And what do you think?"

"I...I don't know how to say it."

"Okay." Xiao Xu called Chen Ziqi back and looked at Liu Xiu'e solemnly. "Ms. Liu, we received a report that last Sunday, August 31st, Yang Huanrong and Lei Yiming put some kind of drug in the milk tea you drank, causing you to fall into a coma..."

"What?" Liu Xiu'e's eyes widened in astonishment, her face filled with shock. "Why did they drug me?"

Chen Ziqi asked seriously, "Ms. Liu, do you know what kind of work Yang Huanrong does?"

"She's a news anchor," Liu Xiu'e asked anxiously. "Did she...did she really drug me?"

As she thought about what happened that day, a sense of foreboding rose in her heart.

"According to the report, after Yang Huanrong and Lei Yiming drugged you, an adult male also entered the house."

As soon as Xiao Xu finished speaking, Chen Ziqi opened the surveillance video sent by He Lewei and showed it to her.

"Ms. Liu, this is the surveillance video outside room 903 of Xingchen Apartment on the evening of August 31st."

Liu Xiu'e took the phone and saw Lei Yiming walk out, and then soon after, he came back in with a fat man.

Her face turned deathly pale, and her phone fell to the ground with a thud.

She recalled the strange events of that day, and a shiver ran down her spine. "Could she be... could she be..."

She dared not continue speaking.

Xiao Xu bent down to pick up the phone.

“That man arrived around eight o’clock and stayed inside for an hour.” Chen Ziqi clicked on another surveillance video. “According to our understanding, this man is the third-ranked VIP in Yang Huanrong’s live stream.”

"She..." Even in her confusion, Liu Xiu'e understood what was going on. "She used me?"

"That should be the case," Xiao Xu sighed.

Liu Xiu'e trembled with anger, her face turning pale and then red. "How could she do this? I'm her father's wife! How can she do this to her father?" Xiao Xu and Chen Ziqi pursed their lips, unsure how to comfort her.

Liu Xiu'e cried uncontrollably, "She's gone too far! Officers, you absolutely cannot let her get away with this!"

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"Ningning, your skin is so beautiful," Yang Huanrong praised Yu Ningning as she did her makeup.

Yu Ningning was a little sleepy, but she forced herself to stay awake and replied, "No, my pores are very large."

"No way," Yang Huanrong said. "You're clearly very meticulous, don't be modest."

Yu Ningning smiled, feeling increasingly sleepy. "Strange, is my blood sugar too high? Why do I feel so sleepy after eating? I really want to sleep."

"Are you sleepy?" Yang Huanrong asked, a calculating glint in her eyes. "Why don't you rest for a bit first, and then go take photos later?"

"No need." Yu Ningning tried to open her eyes wide. "It's getting late. I'm afraid if I fall asleep, I'll sleep until dawn."

“That would be even better,” Yang Huanrong replied instinctively.

Yu Ningning asked groggily, "Huanhuan, what did you say?"

“I told you to go to sleep, it’s okay, I’ll set an alarm to wake you up,” Yang Huanrong said, pulling her up. “Go lie down for a bit, you’ll be more energetic for the photoshoot later.”

The word "no need" circled on the tip of her tongue, but Yu Ningning felt weak all over, with an indescribable sense of powerlessness, and even speaking felt difficult.

"Ningning, go to sleep." Yang Huanrong pushed her onto the bed, her red lips curving into a cold and eerie smile. "Sweet dreams."

Yu Ningning collapsed onto the soft bed, feeling drowsy and her consciousness growing increasingly blurred. She soon closed her eyes.

Yang Huanrong glanced at her, a hint of disdain flashing across her eyes. Turning around, she saw Lei Yiming leaning against the doorway.

"Should we change her clothes?" he asked.

"You really want to change her clothes?" Yang Huanrong asked with a dark face.

“No, Huanhuan, how can you talk like that? Didn’t you ask me for help last time?” Lei Yiming retorted. “If I don’t help, you’ll say I’m trying to work you to death.”

"I thought your eyes were practically glued to her chest just now. Is she really that pretty?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Go! Go! Get out!"

Lei Yiming glanced at the bed, somewhat disappointed, "Really not going to change?"

“No need.” Yang Huanrong glared at him angrily.

Lei Yiming returned to the living room and lazily lay half-reclined on the sofa. "This girl is the school beauty of your high school? That's too good for that second-place student."

"What?" Yang Huanrong kicked him. "Does it mean I have to sleep with you for one night to make it worthwhile?"

"I didn't say that, don't wrong me."

The two argued for half an hour until Lei Yiming's phone rang, at which point they stopped arguing.

"Stop cursing, the second-ranked player is calling via voice chat."

"Answer it quickly."

Lei Yiming answered the phone with a fawning smile: "Brother, have you arrived? Are you in the parking lot? Okay, I'll come downstairs to pick you up."

Yang Huanrong had already gone into another bedroom.

Lei Yiming went downstairs to meet the second-ranked brother, a muscular man wearing a black shirt and black trousers. Even through his clothes, you could see his taut muscles, especially the buttons on his shirt, which were taut as if they would burst open with the slightest force.

"Brother, Xiao Huanxin is already waiting for you in the room." To avoid the same situation as last time, Lei Yiming added, "She's asleep, but that won't affect your time together."

(End of this chapter)