After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

Jiang Wenxu, Jiang Weiyang's elder brother, is also the heir of the Jiang family.

Murong Qiao was accosted by him, and said hello lightly.

"There was something before, the banquet came late, I'm sorry for letting you suffer from Wei Young's pampered temper." Jiang Wenxu explained his reason for coming.

He was apologetic and behaved politely when they met, which didn't make Murong Qiao too disgusted.

But it's just not disgusting.

Jiang Wenxu then said, "If Ms. Murong is willing to reward her face, why not have a meal another day as an apology. I know a very good western restaurant, and their wine is also excellent."

He is polite and not overly aggressive, the type who easily wins girls' favor.

But Murong Qiao noticed that when he said the wine was good, his tone was familiar and sincere.

"Master Jiang still has research on wine?" She asked casually.

Jiang Wenxu smiled modestly, "Research is not so much, it's just a superficial understanding."

While the two were talking, Feng Xinyao was a little anxious standing in the distance.

She looked at Jiang Wenxu's broad back, covering Murong Qiao's body tightly, frowning and wanted to approach but dared not, fearing that Murong Qiao would see the clue.

Murong Qiao raised the wine glass in his hand after hearing what Jiang Wenxu said.

"Let's see Mr. Jiang, how about this glass of wine? I don't know much about these." Murong Qiao pretended to be ignorant.

Jiang Wenxu looked at the wine glass handed to him, and met Murong Qiao's curious eyes, thinking that she was also interested in him, so he took the glass of wine with a smile.

Jiang Wenxu took a sip, "The aftertaste is sweet and strong, and the taste is surprisingly good. This wine..."

In the middle of his speech, he suddenly felt something, and looked down at the glass of wine, looking a little surprised.

"It's somewhat similar to the ones I keep at home," Jiang Wenxu said.

Not to mention the similarity, this is the Jiang family's private collection.

Murong Qiao watched him drink it, and the two of them hadn't spoken a few more words when they saw a faint blush on Jiang Wenxu's face.

There wasn't much wine in the wine glass, so Feng Xinyao added more ingredients. Even if Jiang Wenxu only took a sip, his body soon became abnormal.

"Hmm..." Jiang Wenxu froze.

The strange feeling was like a flame that was gradually burning, hot and rising in his body, and sparks burst out secretly, burning his reason little by little.

There was something wrong with that glass of wine.

Murong Qiao was not surprised to see Jiang Wenxu's blushing face.

"Master Jiang?" She frowned.

Murong Qiao's voice was clear and pleasant, and it fell into Jiang Wenxu's ears. The strength of the medicine gradually came to him, and many beautiful pictures appeared in his mind instantly.

Jiang Wenxu frowned, feeling something was wrong with his body's reaction, but he didn't suspect Murong Qiao.

He suppressed the discomfort, "Sorry, I'm not feeling well, let's take a step first."

Jiang Wenxu didn't even care about his demeanor, he hurriedly finished this sentence and left in a hurry.

This is a banquet, he must not make a fool of himself at this level, let alone in front of Murong Qiao.

And that glass of wine was stuffed back into Murong Qiao's hand unintentionally, and part of the wine was visible to the naked eye, and it was obvious that it had been drunk.

Jiang Wenxu's consciousness gradually became blurred, but fortunately, he still remembered where the rest area of ​​the banquet was.

His footsteps were irregular, and when he got near the rest area, his face was flushed, and his body was clamoring for some kind of desire.

His reason was devoured bit by bit, Jiang Wenxu almost gritted his teeth and walked to the door of the room, trying to find a room to stay first.

But he pushed hard but didn't push it open, even after trying several doors in succession.

Jiang Wenxu didn't have time to think about why, he just pushed the door mechanically, and finally when he reached the last room, the door opened.

He rushed in hastily, even forgetting to pull out the key card, and closed the door forcefully.

The banquet is still going on.

As soon as Jiang Wenxu left, Feng Xinyao naturally saw Murong Qiao again.

Her gaze fell on the wine glass almost brightly. Seeing that it had been drunk, she couldn't hold back a smile from the corner of her mouth.

She didn't think much about it, she just thought that Murong Qiao drank it when he was talking to someone just now.

Murong Qiao hadn't figured out exactly what Feng Xinyao wanted to do, so after a few minutes, she deliberately pretended to be uncomfortable and left the banquet.

Seeing this, Feng Xinyao immediately followed.

Sure enough, as soon as he turned the corner, he saw Murong Qiao who was very uncomfortable, leaning against the wall with his head down, his expression was not clear.

Feng Xinyao was overjoyed, "You don't look very well."

She walked over, tentatively took Murong Qiao's arm, and when she got close to see her flushed face, she couldn't help asking.

Murong Qiao frowned, resting his other hand on his forehead, frowning tightly, leaning against Feng Xinyao's body with Feng Xinyao's strength.

"Hmm..." But Murong Qiao could only make a vague sound.

How could she know what Feng Xinyao wanted to do, the blush on her face was only pretended by running two quick steps, Murong Qiao simply followed Feng Xinyao's intention without making a sound.

Feng Xinyao took a few glances, "Murong Qiao?"

There were only sporadic muffled grunts in response.

She looked delirious, which made Feng Xinyao mistakenly think that Murong Qiao took the medicine and it started to work.

"Why don't I help you to rest, it's not good to stand here." Feng Xinyao said the following on her own.

So she followed the plan Jiang Weiyang said, and planned to bring the "medicated" Murong Qiao to the corresponding room.

There was no one in the corridor, it was prepared by Jiang Weiyang before, so as to avoid any accidents.

Feng Xinyao boldly led the people towards the rest area without any obstacles along the way.

It's just... She glanced at Murong Qiao suspiciously. She didn't know that she had the illusion from time to time, and always felt that dragging Murong Qiao away was much easier than imagined.

In the end, Feng Xinyao was vigilant and cautious, walking like a spy along the way.

Arriving at the rest area, just as Feng Xinyao was about to take Murong Qiao to the room, her cell phone rang suddenly.

"Dah~"

In the quiet and empty corridor, the ringing of the mobile phone had a particularly strong sense of presence, which made Feng Xinyao nervous almost instantly.

She hurriedly found the phone on Murong Qiao's body. Seeing that the caller's name on it was Huo Yichen, she was so frightened that her hands trembled and she pressed down to reject it.

The plan cannot be messed up.

This was Feng Xinyao's first reaction.

But she realized the consequences of the phone returning to calm, and she was so frightened that her mind went blank, afraid that Huo Yichen would find it, so she simply threw the phone into the trash can next to her to avoid being located.

There must be speed.

Feng Xinyao thought to herself, otherwise it would be over if she was caught.

So she dragged Murong Qiao towards the agreed room, without any vigilance at this time.

But at the door, when Feng Xinyao gently opened the door and planned to push Murong Qiao in to leave, something happened.

Murong Qiao, who was supposed to be delirious, suddenly raised her head, and when Feng Xinyao opened the door unprepared, she backhandedly pushed her into the room from behind.

"You—" Feng Xinyao paled in shock.

But her body had no time to react, and she was locked in the room.

Murong Qiao stood outside, his movements were neat and neat, as if he had been drugged, as soon as the door was closed, the key card was removed, directly locking the possibility of Feng Xinyao throwing it.

"Murong Qiao!! Let me out!!!" Feng Xinyao's scared and angry voice came from the other side of the door.

She would be a fool if she didn't know that Murong Qiao was just playing tricks!

The dim environment in the room made Feng Xinyao's teeth chatter with fear. She wanted to knock on the door but was afraid of attracting attention and being found out that she had done something bad.