It seems that all she did this time was transfer Zhang Mengxin out of Beijing. The two of them are still quite young, and if there is any further development, there are endless possibilities for the future.
That's enough about Zhang Mengxin's matter for now. Her most important task is to recover her health. With her frail body, if it weren't for the fact that she had the school security guard come early as a precaution and brought some other people with her, she would be too restricted in doing anything she wanted to do.
If she and Shao Qibin were both kidnapped by those hot-headed youths, given her physical condition, who knew what fate awaited her? Moreover, she didn't know how Shao Qibin and Zhang Mengxin escaped their predicament in the original story without alerting the Shao family. After all, logically speaking, if the Shao family knew that the Zhang family had been so heavily involved in this kidnapping and dared to target Shao Qibin, they certainly wouldn't have kept Zhang Mengxin by his side.
Although no specific details were seen, based on subsequent deductions, after Zhang Mengxin, other women from all walks of life took the stage one after another, and there was no more commotion.
Shao Qile had only been in this world for a short time, yet she had already forged an indissoluble bond with this hospital. By the time Shao Qile left the hospital, not only had she missed her final exams, but her classmates at school had already received their report cards.
Back home, his daily routine became increasingly fixed. Due to the two recent events, Shao Qile's already weakened body had become extremely anxious and paranoid. However, finding a suitable heart wasn't easy. And, to be honest, there were risks involved in the surgery, namely the possibility of rejection afterward.
The Shao family has mobilized all available resources to search for a suitable heart, but before that, Shao Qile cannot undergo any major stimulation, and his body needs careful care and protection.
However, if Shao Qile knew that while he thought he could focus on recuperating, the relationship between Zhang Mengxin and Shao Qibin would take a dramatic turn and return to its original course.
Zhang Mengxin was well-liked and had an excellent reputation at school. When her close friends learned that she was transferring to a school in the south, they decided to throw her a farewell party. Some even stole their cards from home and booked a private room at a high-end private club that was not open to the public.
Zhang Mengxin knew that her classmates were all from wealthy and influential families. She usually treated them with a normal attitude, not wanting anything in return. This time, she had only briefly mentioned her upcoming transfer, and someone was already offering to throw her a farewell party. Even though Zhang Mengxin was independent and strong, she couldn't escape the vanity of a young girl and the desire for her friends' approval, so she naturally agreed to attend the farewell party.
Everyone thought it would just be a simple meal or karaoke session, but unexpectedly, someone booked a high-end private club. According to Yang Meng, the son of a man whose father had connections in the transportation system, having a card meant his classmates could have fun for free, so they wouldn't be interrupted elsewhere.
Although Zhang Mengxin wasn't particularly close to Yang Meng on a daily basis, she couldn't refuse since he had already put it that way, so she nodded in agreement.
After dinner, the group sang and played games in the private room, and the atmosphere got better and better. However, since everyone was a minor, Zhang Mengxin was still unwilling to touch alcohol. Yang Meng and his group of teenagers, on the other hand, drank beer, red wine, and white wine without any inhibitions. Zhang Mengxin wanted to say something, but seeing their practiced manner, and with her close female friends offering some advice, she simply kept quiet.
When Zhang Mengxin realized something was wrong, it was already past 11 p.m. She was absolutely certain she hadn't drunk any alcohol. Even when her classmates took turns trying to get her to drink, she had stubbornly refused, saying she was allergic to alcohol. She had only had some fruit juice; even if the private room was dark, crowded, and poorly ventilated, she shouldn't be feeling dizzy and weak all over.
She secretly took a hair clip from her bag and poked it hard in her palm twice. The sharp pain brought her clarity and restored some of her energy. She pretended to need to urinate, said a few words to the person next to her, and then turned and left the private room.
As soon as she stepped outside, her tense nerves relaxed slightly. She had been worried that she wouldn't even be able to get out of the private room, but thankfully, the person who did it still cared about her classmates.
"Yang Meng, this beauty has gone out. Aren't you worried she'll be kidnapped on the way?"
"Alright, I've already spoken to everyone here. Those I've set my sights on, do you think they can escape? If it weren't for the Shao family protecting Zhang Mengxin, I would have already taken action. Now that she's offended the Shao family and their little princess is in the hospital, let's see how she manages to act now."
"That's true. The Shao family is really ruthless. Haven't you seen the group of people who attacked Shao Qile before? They've all disappeared without a trace."
"Alright, when Zhang Mengxin comes back later, you know what to do?"
"Don't worry, Young Master Yang, don't you trust us to handle things? It's getting late, everyone should leave early. The task of escorting the beauty home will naturally be yours, Young Master Yang."
Author's Note: It's too early for Lele to feel at ease. Sigh, her physical condition isn't up to par, and the plot master is always causing trouble. Completing the mission is truly a long and arduous task!
11. Spring nights are too short.
Chapter Ten: The Night Is Too Short
Zhang Mengxin stumbled out of the private room, the hairpin in her palm repeatedly poking at her. However, the clarity brought on by the stinging pain gradually faded. Zhang Mengxin bit her tongue hard to regain her composure. Fortunately, this private club the group had come to didn't have the kind of behavior that would lead to frivolous behavior in the corridors, allowing Zhang Mengxin to smoothly turn the corner and grope her way towards the elevator.
However, just as she was about to press the elevator button, a waiter in a standard black shirt, white pants, and black vest politely blocked her way. Although the waiter's slight bow and lowered height created an intimidating effect, it inexplicably made Zhang Mengxin, who was suppressing the effects of the drug, feel a surge of anger and heat trying to overwhelm her reason.
"Miss, the restroom is on the other side."
Zhang Mengxin felt her vision blurring. Alarm bells were ringing in her heart, but she still clung to the last glimmer of hope: "It's getting late, I'm going to leave now."
"Miss, Young Master Yang instructed that we must drink until we drop tonight. If you are tired, we have rooms prepared for guests to rest."
Knowing she couldn't leave, Zhang Mengxin forced herself to smile and nod at the person in front of her before pretending to turn back. However, every step was incredibly difficult. As she prepared to turn, she caught a glimpse of the elevator descending out of the corner of her eye. After quickly assessing the situation and noticing that the waiter who had stopped her earlier had retreated to the side, she gritted her teeth and forcefully stabbed down the hairpin she had been hiding in her hand. Zhang Mengxin could even hear the sound of flesh and blood churning. Then, she pretended to bend over to vomit, continuing to observe the elevator's floor direction. Confirming that the waiter had only glanced at her briefly and hadn't paid any more attention to her, she seized the opportunity and sprinted towards the elevator. She pressed the elevator button, heard a "ding" as the elevator opened, and rushed inside, only to crash straight into an embrace reeking of alcohol.
She didn't even bother to find out who this person, like a piece of driftwood, was, nor did she have the energy or the brain to think whether she had just escaped one danger only to fall into another. She simply whispered with her last bit of strength, "Help me! Help me!"
This is where the power and irresistibility of the plot are demonstrated. The person Zhang Mengxin bumped into was none other than Shao Qibin!
Shao Qibin is about to finish his junior year and enter his senior year internship. He has already thought about the path he will take in the future and what he will do during his internship. Today was just a get-together with his childhood friends. He did not expect to run into Zhang Mengxin, who had been drugged and bumped into him, at this club.
Shao Qibin naturally cared about Zhang Mengxin, the little girl. Anyone would feel affection for a little girl they'd raised like a younger sister for so many years. However, this time, the relatives on Zhang Mengxin's adoptive parents' side were incredibly blind, sending Zhang Mengxin's so-called cousin and the bunch of idiots they'd instigated to a juvenile detention center—just a minor punishment. As for the adults in the Zhang family, the father is to blame for not teaching his son properly; some mistakes shouldn't be regretted until they happen.
If Shao Qile hadn't arrived in time with his men, the mere thought of being kidnapped by such a bunch of hotheads would have burned within Shao Qibin. Moreover, Shao Qile's heart was increasingly fragile due to a series of recent accidents. Thinking back to how Shao Qile's heart had been inextricably linked to him every time it had been damaged, from when he was still in Xia Meiyue's womb, Shao Qibin's guilt grew with each passing day.
The more guilty he felt, the more frequently the stubborn questioning that Shao Qile had asked with his head held high in his eyes would surface when he faced Zhang Mengxin.
"As for Zhang Mengxin, brother, if I remember correctly, I am your biological sister."
Even Shao Qibin's father, Shao Guanjie, had a talk with him. What they discussed remains unknown, but the decision to expel Zhang Mengxin's family from Beijing to Y Province was made afterward. Even when Zhang Mengxin called, Shao Qibin hung up on her every time.
Unexpectedly, she encountered Zhang Mengxin in such a sudden and unexpected situation, and Zhang Mengxin was the one who was tricked.
"Mr. Shao!"
The waiter, who was originally going to catch Zhang Mengxin, immediately took a step back and bowed his head respectfully when he saw that the person in the elevator was actually Shao Qibin.
Shao Qibin rubbed his temples. He was already quite drunk, and seeing this, he naturally understood a bit: "Who booked this entire floor today?"
"Mr. Shao, this is Young Master Yang Meng."
Nodding and waving, the waiter, being quick-witted, never looked up again at Zhang Mengxin, who, due to the effects of the drug and upon hearing the familiar voice, unconsciously relaxed and twisted into a pretzel shape in Shao Qibin's arms, even her hands began to uncontrollably and instinctively slip into Shao Qibin's clothes while trying to open her collar to dissipate the heat radiating from her body.
Seeing this, Shao Qibin knew there was no way to go back, so he simply turned off the elevator, pressed another floor, and went to his private room in the club.
He pulled her into the room, then threw Zhang Mengxin, who was writhing on his body like a pretzel, onto the bed. He then poured a glass of ice water from the refrigerator and forced it down her throat.
After drinking a glass of cold water, Zhang Mengxin regained some consciousness in her hazy state.
"I've filled the bathroom with water, go soak in it first." Seeing that Zhang Mengxin had no strength, Shao Qibin decided to be a good Samaritan and carried her into the bathroom. "Clean yourself up first, there are ice cubes here, and the water is cold, don't soak for too long."
"Hmm!" Zhang Mengxin nodded seemingly normally. Shao Qibin then left the room, took a shower in another shower room, and had someone bring up the medicine. Seeing that so much time had passed, he finally opened the bathroom door, only to be greeted by a vivid and alluring scene: a beautiful woman, her clothes half-covered, steamy and partially exposed, bathing in the bath!
No matter how much a man talks about "little sister," when things get serious, he absolutely can't control his normal physiological reactions. He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm the sudden surge of desire, but his mind couldn't help but wander to the image of her soft breasts, cherry-like nipples, and the white chiffon blouse swaying in the breeze. The sixteen-year-old girl was already well-developed, with a fantastic figure.