After hearing Jing Yatong's words, everyone else looked as if they were suddenly enlightened, and then cast their eyes on Zhao Ranyue with either pity or contempt.
Zhao Ranyue almost felt like a basin of cold water was poured down on her, making her feel cold from beginning to end...
"I...I crawl...I also admit that I drugged Mr. Feng's wine. Lan Nuoyin, can you not let me drink that glass of wine?"
Lan Nuoyin smiled. "Are you really crawling?"
"Yeah! Yeah! I'll crawl! I'll crawl!" Zhao Ranyue nodded as if she was afraid that Lan Nuyin would regret it.
"But it's a pity...it's too late..."
As soon as Lan Nuyin finished speaking, there were countless gasps... Especially from Zhao Ranyue. At this moment, her intestines were really filled with regret. She struggled a little, but to no avail. So she could only close her mouth in despair.
Eyes, a teardrop slowly dripped from the corner of her eye... Hatred for Lan Nuoyin kept rolling in her heart. Unless she killed herself, she would never let Lan Nuoyin go!
Nuyin held the goblet in one hand and stared calmly at Zhao Ranyue, who was trembling in front of her, and then... the goblet slowly came closer to Zhao Ranyue's pale lips...
"Enough is enough." Just when the red liquid was about to flow into Zhao Ranyue's mouth, a hand stopped Lan Nuyin's next move.
Lan Nuoyin turned her head and met Yi Yanfeng's calm eyes.
Zhao Ranyue opened her eyes, and the moved tears kept falling down like broken pearls... "Wind..."
"Don't get me wrong." Yi Yanfeng glanced at her lightly, as if he was afraid that she would misunderstand something, so he explained.
Lan Nuoyin's hand held the goblet tightly, while Yi Yanfeng's hand clasped her wrist, and her eyes and Yi Yanfeng's gaze were frozen in the air. Time stopped at this moment, and the picture froze.
He didn't want her to do anything too extreme, as it wouldn't be good for her.
Lan Nuoyin smiled sweetly. This smile actually made all the delicate ladies present feel ashamed... The feeling of inferiority was derived from the bottom of their hearts...
"Okay then, I'll stop."
Zhao Ranyue breathed a sigh of relief.
Lan Nuoyin raised the red wine to Zhao Ranyue's head in front of everyone, and then tilted it... The red wine slowly flowed down Zhao Ranyue's hair. Zhao Ranyue did not dare to breathe out, and pursed her lips tightly, for fear that the liquid would flow into it.
His mouth and heart were almost filled with a sense of humiliation and hatred for Lan Nuoyin.
Lan Nuoyin poured the red wine and threw the goblet aside. The glass shattered on the floor, and then looked at Zhao Ranyue. "But... we still have to crawl."
Lan Nuyin stood up and stretched lazily. He glanced at Yi Yanfeng. "Any comments?"
Yi Yanfeng was silent.
"If you have no objection, Miss Zhao, you can start."
Lan Nuyin untied the ropes that tied Zhao Ranyue's hands and feet and said slowly.
Zhao Ranyue struggled to stand up and looked at Lan Nuoyin who walked to the door and leaned lazily on the door frame, all thoughts of escaping were wiped out.
Then he lowered his head, tears falling to the ground, enduring the humiliation and not daring to look up at Yi Yanfeng, and then slowly crawled towards the door...
An Yuye kept shaking her head and said with regret: "Oh my God, this woman is so scary... Feng, you marry her, I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse."
"You said she is scary. Being an enemy of her may not be a good thing." Yi Yanfeng looked at Lan Nuyin calmly and replied.
"Also, remember to climb out of the bar." Lan Nuoyin looked down at Zhao Ranyue and said with a half-smile.
Zhao Ranyue's expression changed... She crawled forward silently... When she endured the humiliation brought by countless gazes and climbed out of the bar, she even had the idea of cutting Lan Nuyin into pieces.
Staring at the bar in front of him with resentment, Zhao Ranyue said word by word: "Lan Nuyin! Today's humiliation will be repaid twice as much in the future!"