Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!-Chapter 128: Send People to the Young Master’s Room

Chapter 128 -128: Send People to the Young Master’s Room

Lu Xining immediately held her breath, covered her mouth with her hand, and pretended to have fainted.

After a while, the door was opened from the outside, and three soft, hurried footsteps approached.

One of them deliberately lowered their voice, saying urgently, “Quick! Take her to the young master’s room.”

Lu Xining was supported by two maids and taken out of the tea room, to a room near the corner.

She smelled a faint yet somewhat familiar refreshing scent, as if she were in a vast forest inhaling the aroma of plants.

Lu Xining’s tightly closed eyes quietly opened a slit, examining the dim room.

The room was dark, with only the bedside chandelier emitting a warm glow that fell on the indistinguishable dark gray or black sheets.

One maid quietly reminded the other, “Be careful, don’t bump her head and wake her up.”

“Don’t worry, the dose is strong enough; she won’t wake up for another half hour.”

Her companion gave her a knowing look, and the maid immediately took off Lu Xining’s high-heeled shoes that matched her dress.

Together, they laid Lu Xining flat on the bed.

“Let’s go; the young master will be back soon.”

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Lu Xining opened her eyes, sat up, and observed the room’s decor.

The furniture was minimalistic, with hardly any decorations.

Lu Xining glanced at the documents on the table and just as she was about to walk over and check them, she heard the sound of the door’s keypad unlocking.

She immediately lay back down on the bed.

Song Henian adjusted his tightened tie, feeling a bit overheated.

He had just dealt with the scumbag Zhang Yuqiang, then Old Sir Song had summoned him to drink with some elders of prominent families.

Song Henian’s alcohol tolerance was quite high, but perhaps because he was on a light and restricted diet in the hospital, he hadn’t drunk in a while, which seemed to have lowered his tolerance.

He felt much dizzier today than usual.

The room was a suite design, and the living room was out of sight from the bedroom.

He put his suit jacket on the sofa and, out of habit, poured himself a glass of ice water, but it didn’t help.

Song Henian chugged two more glasses, still feeling no relief.

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His body temperature seemed to be rising continuously, and his skin felt like it had turned into blazing flames, burning hot.

“What’s going on?” His first thought was whether someone had spiked his drink.

But on second thought, he felt it was unlikely.

Everything he had eaten that day had been handed to him firsthand by his closest kin.

Even the ice water in the room was prepared by Old Sir Song’s family’s long-time butler; it was impossible for someone to have tampered with it.

Unable to figure it out and feeling the heat spreading from within, Song Henian got up and went to the bathroom.

Before entering, he impulsively turned on the air conditioning.

He set it to the lowest temperature possible and quickly showered.

By the time he got out, the room was sufficiently cold.

Song Henian disliked bright lights, so he often had dim warm lighting in the room, resembling winter’s hot cocoa or a summer sunset, giving a very warm feeling.

In the serene bedroom, Song Henian dried his hair as he walked back to his bedroom.

He remembered a few documents he hadn’t dealt with yet, but as soon as he entered the bedroom, he saw Lu Xining lying on his bed.

What is going on!

Why was Lu Xining on his bed?

Song Henian felt his brain momentarily numb, his breathing stopped, as if a bolt of lightning had hit his crown, and his limbs became numb.

No wonder he had sent people to look for Lu Xining but couldn’t find her anywhere; they had brought her to his room.

Lu Xining already knew who the owner of the room was—it was Song Henian.

She had always thought the young master the maids were referring to was the collateral relative who lived with the Song family before Song Henian’s return, not him.

Too many possibilities and conjectures clashed in Song Henian’s mind.

The woman he had longed for was now lying in his room, on his bed; it was impossible not to have his thoughts wander for a moment.

Even after taking a cold shower, he couldn’t suppress the waves of heat emanating from his body.

But in the end, reason still restrained his actions.

He suppressed the constant heat in his body and nudged Lu Xining’s arm. “Xining, wake up.”

Pretending to be awoken by him, Lu Xining looked at him puzzled, “Where is this?”

His voice seemed to get stuck in his throat, deep in his throat, and Song Henian did not know how to start explaining.

After all, she was lying on his bed.

Song Henian knew he had to clarify today’s event; otherwise, they might not even remain friends.

“This is my room in the Song Family’s house.”

“I’m sorry, I really don’t know what happened, and I can’t explain how you ended up in my room.”

Lu Xining stared intently into his eyes, which he allowed her to scrutinize, clear and bright at the bottom.

“Alright, I believe you, but I need an explanation.”

“Don’t worry, I will definitely investigate this matter and give you an explanation.”

She got off Song Henian’s bed and walked to the sofa outside.

Though she had inhaled very little of the fragrance in the tea room, a part of it had still entered her nostrils, causing a slight dizziness in her brain.

Seeing a transparent teapot filled with ice cubes on the coffee table, she was about to pour herself a cup to wake herself up when she smelled a scent.

It was very similar to the fragrance in the tea room.

Lu Xining paused, glanced at the empty cup on the coffee table, then looked up at Song Henian, who kept his distance at the bedroom doorway.

“Have you drunk this water?”

Song Henian nodded, “I drank too much at the banquet and felt a bit hot, so I drank a few cups when I came back to the room.”

Lu Xining looked at him with complex eyes, “Didn’t you feel this ice water getting hotter the more you drank?”

He immediately realized what she meant by her words, and frowned, “Do you suspect that someone has drugged this water?”

She shook her head: “It’s not suspicion, it’s confirmation.”

The quiet room seemed to have its air instantly freeze.

Song Henian’s face turned very pale.

In the Song Family, besides his grandfather, he couldn’t think of anyone else who could reach into his room.

Song Henian: “How did you…”

Lu Xining understood what he meant and honestly told him that she appeared here because Old Sir Song had someone invite her to the tea room.

“But as soon as I entered, I smelled a fragrance.”

“I immediately held my breath and pretended to faint, and two maids helped me here.”

His suspicions confirmed, Song Henian’s expression was not good.

Old Sir Song had not only drugged Lu Xining but also had someone drug the ice water he usually drank.

Perhaps he was also drugged when he was called to drink earlier.

First, deliberately making Lu Xining faint and delivering her to his room, then getting him drunk and drugged, was indeed a double guarantee.

“I’m sorry, this is our Song Family’s wrongdoing, and I apologize to you.”

Lu Xining knew that even if Old Sir Song was not the mastermind, he must have been involved.

“First, look into the real story.”

Feeling the temperature in the room drop further, she reminded him, “You better go to the hospital soon for treatment.”

No amount of air conditioning could stop the heat in his body.

If it were not for his disillusionment with Old Sir Song, Song Henian might have lost his senses already.

However, just as he was sending Lu Xining out the door, the door was knocked from the outside, piercing the quiet air like a rapid drumbeat.

“Lu Xining, come out.”