After faking his death, he stopped pretending to be a substitute.

Chu Yanyi had no wine in his hand, and a waiter happened to pass by with a tray, picked up a glass of champagne from it and handed it to him: "Sir, do you need it?"

"Thank you." Chu Yanyi took it happily and gently clinked the glasses with Tan Huaicheng.

After Tan Huaicheng finished drinking, he picked up another glass of wine and smiled at Song Yanxi and said, "Mr. Song, I have heard about this name for a long time. I hope that the Tan and Song families will have the opportunity to cooperate in the future."

Song Yanxi's sharp chin, as sharp as a sculpture, was slightly raised, and his deep eyes narrowed slightly: "Let's wait until you inherit the Tan family to say this."

His attitude could not be called polite, and his tone was even more unkind. However, Tan Huaicheng was not angry and drank the liquid in the cup with a smile.

As Song Yanxi was a proud man of heaven, as long as there were banquets attended by him, there would naturally be flatterers.

He had just finished drinking the wine in his glass, and soon someone came around to toast him.

Bai Lian also picked up two glasses of champagne from the waiter's tray and walked over.

"Yanxi, I'm glad you can come today."

Song Yanxi lowered her eyes and glanced at him. His good upbringing prevented him from refusing in public, so he had no choice but to reach out and take the cup handed over by Bai Lian.

Seeing him drink it all in one gulp, Bai Lian's eyes flashed with joy.

The wine was laced with something that had aphrodisiac properties. Although it was not contraband and could be used occasionally between couples to spice things up, the effect would become stronger when exposed to alcohol.

This was specially prepared for Song Yanxi. He knew that Song Yanxi would definitely drink tonight, and he could take the opportunity to cook the rice.

With Song Yanxi's sense of responsibility and the kindness of saving his life, he will definitely be responsible for him.

As long as you get Song Yanxi's person, you won't have to worry about losing his heart.

Song Yanxi was chatting with the people next to him while looking at Chu Yanyi with his deep eyes. When he saw that he and Tan Huaicheng were having a great conversation, his lungs were filled with anger.

Bai Lian put down his wine glass and reached out to shake hands with those surrounding Song Yanxi in a humble and polite manner.

"Dear guests, the next step is the dance, please show your dance..."

The host's voice suddenly came from the speakers, followed by music and dance music.

Bai Lian turned sideways and stood in front of Song Yanxi: "Yanxi, let's go dance."

In the past, if he attended a dance or a cocktail party, Song Yanxi's dance partner would always be Bai Lian.

Dancing is rarely a part of banquets. Bai Lian deliberately included this part because he wanted to dance with Song Yanxi so that he could recall the good times they had spent together.

By recalling the past events between the two, Song Yanxi's feelings for him were rekindled, and the distance and relationship between them were narrowed.

Beautiful memories have special meaning and emotional value to many people. He and Song Yanxi have known each other for nearly ten years. I believe that every moment of their relationship will have certain memories that will have a profound impact on Song Yanxi.

Song Yanxi looked calm and indifferent: "You go dance with others, I'm not interested."

Bai Lian lowered her eyes and pursed her lips slightly, with a sad expression on her face: "When I invited you to dance before, you never refused me."

Song Yanxi's indifferent expression did not change: "The past was the past, and the present is the present."

Chu Yanyi watched from the side, his eyes did not change at all, and he even seemed to be a casual observer watching the excitement.

"Master Chu, I wonder if I would be honored to invite you to dance?" Tan Huaicheng came over and extended his hand in a gentlemanly manner.

Chu Yanyi turned to look at him, and a chuckle escaped from his throat like a fairy: "Okay."

The light above his head fell on his face, and a few strands of black hair hanging down from his forehead swept over his clear brows, his captivating and passionate eyes, and his charming smile like a fairy. Tan Huaicheng could not help but feel his heart beat faster and even lose control.

Song Yanxi's face was as gloomy as the dark clouds before a rainstorm. His left hand hanging by his side was tightly clenched into a fist, and he wanted to rush forward and tear Tan Huaicheng apart immediately.

Chu Yanyi noticed the murderous look in his eyes, and knew that the dog man must have had an inexplicable possessive streak.

In order to prevent Song Yanxi from ruining the next thing, he winked at Wen Zhizhi.

The two of them had always had a tacit understanding, and Wen Zhizhi understood what he meant with just a glance.

"cousin."

Song Yanxi frowned slightly and looked at her: "Is something wrong?"

"I have something to tell you. Come out with me."

"Let's talk about it after the banquet is over."

Song Yanxi stepped up and turned around, and Wen Zhizhi's slightly urgent voice sounded from behind: "It's about Shine, don't you want to know?"

Song Yanxi hesitated for a few seconds, and finally followed Wen Zhizhi out.

Just as Chu Yanyi put his hand on Tan Huaicheng's shoulder, he stumbled and his body swayed unexpectedly.

When he fell, Tan Huaicheng quickly grabbed his waist and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I don't know why, but I suddenly feel dizzy." Chu Yanyi loosened his tie and unbuttoned the first button of his shirt: "My body is also very hot."

Tan Huaicheng knew that the effect of the medicine must have taken effect, so he pretended to be concerned and said, "Are you feeling unwell? Can I help you find a place to rest?"

"Can you please help me back to my room?"

The fresh woody masculine fragrance passed through the tip of his nose, which aroused Tan Huaicheng's heart. He concealed his slightly excited emotions: "Which floor is your room on?"

"Second floor."

"I will help you upstairs to rest now."

Chu Yanyi smiled slightly and politely said thank you.

Tan Huai held his waist and headed to the second floor.

Bai Lian looked at the backs of the two people who disappeared around the corner after going upstairs. Before the curve of the corners of his mouth could be enlarged, his head felt dizzy and his body became inexplicably hot.

He held his chest with one hand, feeling out of breath.

Seeing this, the servant dressed in waiter's clothes hurriedly came over and asked: "Master, your face is so red, are you drunk?"

Bai Lian staggered and quickly realized something was wrong.

He adjusted his tone so that no one could hear anything unusual: "I'm feeling a little uncomfortable. Please help me go upstairs and have a rest."

"it is good."

After the servant responded, he helped him go up to the second floor.

When he walked to the second-to-last room in the back, the servant raised his hand and knocked on the door twice. Bai Lian, whose face was red from the effects of the drug and whose consciousness was a little blurry, suddenly said: "This is not my room..." .”

Before he finished speaking, the door opened and Chu Yanyi walked out.

Bai Lian panicked like never before.

"Chu, Chu Yanyi, why are you here? You're not..."

Looking at his red eyes and black eyelashes soaked with tears, Chu Yanyi made a slight arc at the corner of his mouth: "Are you trying to say that I wasn't drugged, right?"

Bai Lian lowered his eyes guiltily, covering up the emotions in his eyes.

"Please help me, I feel so bad!"

"Let me go! Chu Yanyi, let me go!"

At this time, two moans came from the bedroom. They sounded weak and extremely abnormal, but they were very familiar.

One voice was his, Bai Ziyu's.

The other voice was Tan Huaicheng's voice.