Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

In the next few days, Song Shiyu kept looking for opportunities to see how to do something to Song Qingzhu, and Wu Yipeng kept urging her, causing her to forget about Song Yaoguang and Xiaosan.

Song Shiyu found out that Song Qingzhu was currently in the central hospital, and originally wanted to find another person to approach Song Qingzhu, but thinking about it, the other party must have doubts.She often came to the hospital where Song Qingzhu worked, but someone noticed her.

That person was hiding in the dark, chatting with a mobile phone in his hand. She seemed to be comparing, raising her head from time to time, with a camera hanging by her shoulder.

Seeing the hesitation on Song Shiyu's face, she walked quietly behind her. Song Shiyu was taken aback when she was photographed, and turned around to see someone she didn't know.

"Your name is Song Shiyu?"

Before Song Shiyu could reply, the man grabbed her wrist, looked around, ignored her surprised gaze, and led her to a nearby room.

After her introduction, her name is Zhou Yue, and she is Wu Yipeng's subordinate. She was the one who went to the restaurant to report before, and she was the one who disclosed this information to the media. She also told Song Shiyu about the sleeping pills she took last time.

She was sitting opposite Song Shiyu, her almond eyes were half-closed, as if she was examining her.

"Bring that woman named Song Qingzhu to Young Master Wu's bed. Young Master Wu has entrusted you with this task, right?"

Zhou Yue asked without emotion.

Song Shiyu swallowed her saliva, she said: "I definitely can't do this alone."

Zhou Yue looked up at her, "I'm with you." At the end, she asked again, "Is there anything you can do?"

Song Shiyu opened the bag, passed the yellow packaging in the bag, and said to her: "This is aphrodisiac powder, you add a little to the water, it is colorless and tasteless, just wait for her to be tricked."

Zhou Yue took the package of things in yellow packaging and weighed it in her hand, her eyes flickered slightly.

Immediately afterwards, she stuffed the things into her bag, stood up, and said to Song Shiyu, "Then I'll go first, you can do whatever you want."

Song Shiyu stood up immediately, and asked nervously, "Do you have a solution?"

"Ah."

"But didn't you give her sleeping pills last time? She should know you."

Zhou Yue shook her head and explained, "I wore a mask last time, so I shouldn't be able to recognize it."

Song Shiyu squeezed the bag tightly, hesitantly said: "That, that's fine, be careful."

Zhou Yue left, and Song Shiyu sat on the sofa again. Now her mind was in a mess, and suddenly the text message rang, and it rang from her bag. She dug it out and found that it was a message from a private detective.

Almost forgot about it.

Song Shiyu squinted her eyes gloomily, she wanted to see what kind of tricks this woman had, so she could completely fascinate Song Yaoguang.

The private detective sent out all kinds of information about her, including her phone address, work unit, and so on.Song Shiyu squeezed her bag tightly, got up quickly and left, she was going to meet this woman.

Zhou Yue did not wear a mask this time. She came to the gate of the Central Hospital and looked around vigilantly from the corner of her eye. Surrounded by patients and nurses, she mixed in and asked the front desk which department Song Qingzhu was in. She took the elevator to the third floor.

After searching for a few minutes, she arrived at the department where Song Qingzhu was.

Gently knocked on the door, no one answered.

Zhou Yue pushed open the door little by little, and put her head in to have a look.

Nobody inside.

She looked back, no one was paying attention to her, she quickly slipped in, and then turned around in her office, seeing the water glass next to the computer, a shrewdness flashed in her eyes.

Taking advantage of no one's time, she immediately took out the bag of yellow packaging from her bag, and poured it into her water glass little by little.Suddenly, footsteps sounded evenly.Zhou Yue was frightened, and quickly crumpled the wrapping paper into a ball, and threw it into her bag, her heart beating.

The door was pushed open, and Zhou Yue looked back reflexively.

Looking at her, Zhou Yue suppressed the panic in her heart, smiled at her calmly, and saw something powdery on the table from the corner of her eye.She subconsciously wiped it with her sleeve, when Song Qingzhu had already walked over.

"you are?"

Song Qingzhu frowned slightly when she saw her wiping her desk with her sleeve.

Zhou Yue pursed her lips, sat down with her head bowed, her hands flat on her legs, quiet and obedient.

"I'm not feeling well, so I want to see a doctor."

"Do you have an appointment?"

When Song Qingzhu sat down, he asked casually.

It's just that the voice sounds a little familiar, but I can't remember it.

Zhou Yue showed ignorant eyes, and she was taken aback, "No, do you need an appointment for this?"

"That's right." Song Qingzhu paused, hesitated and said.

Zhou Yue stood up abruptly, and she said a little embarrassedly, "Sorry, I don't have an appointment, so I'll come back next time."

Zhou Yue breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and when she was about to leave, she was stopped by Song Qingzhu.

Zhou Yue's whole heart hung up.

Song Qingzhu walked towards her, Zhou Yue narrowed her eyes slightly, clenched the hand hanging by her side, and became vigilant all over.

"Well, you sit down first, and I'll show you."

Zhou Yue froze and resisted.

She frowned, pursed her lips and said, "Actually..."

Before she could finish speaking, Song Qingzhu forced her to sit down, took a plastic cup from the drawer with a smile, walked to the water dispenser, and poured her a glass of water.

When she put the water glass in front of her, Zhou Yue was very nervous, thinking she had seen it.

She subconsciously swallowed her saliva, raised her eyes and looked at her, "You drink too."

Song Qingzhu had no doubts, smiled, took the water glass next to the computer, opened it, and took a sip.Zhou Yue's eyes were half-closed, and the corners of her mouth curled up vaguely.

Get it done.

Zhou Yue bowed her head and took out her mobile phone, blocking the interface. Song Qingzhu took a sip and felt that the taste was a bit strange. She always felt that there was something strange, but she didn't feel it when she smashed it. It was just the taste of plain water.

Without thinking too much, she said to Zhou Yue, "Tell me about your illness?"

When Song Qingzhu sat down, he suddenly felt dizzy in his head.

She held the cup, her eyelids kept drooping, she was very tired and couldn't open them all the time.

After a while, she fell on the table, unconscious.

Zhou Yue sent a message to Wu Yipeng, who used to always reply in seconds, but this time he replied very slowly. It has been 3 minutes and he still has not replied.

Just when she was about to call him, he called back.

Wu Yipeng: [What's wrong? 】

Without hesitation, Zhou Yue told him about her masterpiece, waiting for Wu Yipeng's compliment.

Wu Yipeng: [Where is the address? 】

Zhou Yue was a little disappointed, but when she thought that he was this kind of person, she stopped taking pictures.