When Ji Xing heard Qiao Zhengyu close the door, he sneered. His gaze was murderous as he slowly got up.

On the bed, Song Xinxin twisted her body in discomfort. When she felt the breath of the opposite sex, she wrapped herself around him.

Ji Xing grabbed her arm and said in a cold voice, “Miss Song.”

Song Xinxin woke up from the pain. When she saw the man in front of her clearly, her pupils dilated instantly. A frightened scream was forced back into her stomach by the man’s cold and warning gaze. “You… why are you here?”

“Don’t shout, listen to me.” Ji Xing looked at the woman with a serious expression.

Qiao Zhengyu was waiting outside. He pressed his ear against the door, waiting for there to be any movement inside before shouting for someone to catch the adulterer.

There was no movement inside so Ji Xing probably hadn’t woken up yet. There was no hurry, he waited a while more.

He did not have to wait long. In about five minutes, he heard what he wanted to hear, the sound of a man and a woman getting aroused.

There was a wretched look in his eyes, with a strong hatred, anger, and lust. It had benefited that pretty boy Ji Xing.

This Song Xinxin was still a virgin!

Song Xinxin felt as if her entire body was on fire. She looked at the phone the man had left in the room and covered her face, not daring to face anyone else.

The phone was playing a erotic scene of a man and woman entangled together. The volume was raised to the maximum, making one’s face blush and heart race.

She’d felt terrible earlier, her body was hot, and she’d longed for a man to help her. She’d never experienced such a thing, but she wasn’t stupid. She could vaguely guess what was going on.

The man from Yanyan’s family used some unknown method to poke an acupuncture point on her before she vomited something bad.

After that, her body felt better and slowly returned to normal.

A cold wind blew over and she couldn’t help but shiver. She turned to look at the window.

The man had just jumped down from the second floor to look for Yanyan!

There were only so many people in this house. It was easy to find out the person who plotted against her and Yanyan’s boyfriend. It was Qiao Zhengyu, Yanyan’s uncle.

At the dining table, the wine glass that he used to drink and the wine glass that Ji Xing used to drink were all given by him. The wine was also poured by him, so he was definitely the one who did it.

But what was he up to? Was he trying to ruin her relationship with Yanyan and Yanyan with her boyfriend?

Or perhaps both?

But that couldn’t be right. Qiao Zhengyu, Yanyan’s uncle, was a scoundrel. He couldn’t possibly have the guts to plot against the Song family’s eldest daughter!

At the thought of this, she did not dare to continue thinking.

Other than Qiao Zhengyu, everyone else except Yanyan was a suspect.

Yanyan had run away from the engagement some time ago, and the relationship between the Song and Dongfang families had been very bad.

A family like the Song family needed someone to be of equal social status.

And Yanyan’s current boyfriend didn’t have anything they wanted. He definitely didn’t meet the Song family’s standards.

Qiao Zhengyu felt an itch in his heart when he heard that. Song Xinxin looked quite pure, he did not expect her to moan so beautifully in bed.

He liked women like this. They were interesting!

He hated pretentious women the most. They were already in bed, why were they still pretending to be chaste?

It sounded like it was about time. If this continued, Song Xinxin’s innocence would probably be taken away by that bastard Ji Xing.

Qiao Zhengyu did not shout, his face was red as he ran downstairs furiously. “Uncle Song, Sister, go and take a look. Something happened over there.”

Qiao Yuan thought that he was talking about her daughter and husband’s quarreling. Her face suddenly turned pale and she wanted to walk out.

Qiao Zhengyu quickly pulled her away. “It’s not over there, it’s at Xinxin’s side. I just saw that bastard Ji Xing enter Xinxin’s room.”

Everyone present panicked, especially Song Tian and his wife. They ran upstairs in righteous indignation.

Their legs were not very nimble, but even Qiao Zhengyu could not catch up to them.

“Uncle Song, I’ve already said that Ji Xing doesn’t look like a good person. Look at what that bastard did, he used alcohol to act fierce and raped a good girl.”

“Fortunately, Yanyan hadn’t married him yet. Everything was still in time.”

“Tell me, if they get married, what will happen to our Yanyan?”

“I must break his legs and throw him out later!”

As Qiao Zhengyu walked, he cursed angrily. It sounded like he was doing this for Song Yiyan’s sake.

Qiao Yuan supported the old man and followed him upstairs. There was worry and anger in her eyes as she turned her head to look at the door.

When was Yanyan coming back? It was better not to come back. If she saw that unbearable scene with her own eyes, she would be so sad.

She could tell that her daughter cared a lot about Ji Xing. She had been looking sloppy recently and did not care about anything.

But she knew that if her daughter really did not take him to heart, she would not have brought him back to the Song family at all. It was not to anger her husband and the old master, but she had really fallen in love.

She believed in Ji Xing’s character and that he would never do anything wrong to Yanyan. She was very confident in her judgment of people.

But what was going on?

Why did Ji Xing go to Xinxin’s room?

When Song Xin heard the commotion outside, she switched off her phone and covered herself with a blanket, pretending to be asleep.

Qiao Zhengyu was very certain. He ran to the front and pretended to knock on the door in anger.

However, he didn’t lock the door at all and had already prepared it.

After kicking it with little strength, he reached for the door handle and turned it a few times before the door opened.

“Uncle, Sister, look quickly. Look at what that bastard did.” Qiao Zhengyu was so angry that his entire body was trembling. He pointed at the bed, and his chest heaved violently.

He sounded angry, but there was a look of delight in his eyes as if his scheme was about to succeed.

But there was no movement in the room. There was nothing unusual on the bed either.

Qiao Zhengyu was also stunned for a moment. Impossible, he had clearly heard the sound of a man and a woman making love just now. Why did it suddenly disappear?

He was flustered and at a loss for what to do. Unwilling to give up, he ran over and pulled the blanket away.

“Ah!” Song Xin screamed, her eyes filled with fear. She subconsciously picked up the pillow and smashed it on his head with all her might.

Song Chen, Qiao Yuan, and Song Tian, who were standing at the door, looked at each other.

Qiao Yuan was the first to react and turned on the lights.