Mu Wanqing picked up the cocktail called Friday, and the joints of her fingers turned slightly white.

She has already finished the first four drinks.

Friday represents the excitement of the upcoming weekend, and among the seven-day cocktails, alcohol is the strongest.

"Miss Qingchen, you only have the last three glasses of wine left." Qi Bin looked at her gloatingly.

He wanted to see how long this woman could be brave before she gave up her plan of riding two boats.

Fanxing Film and Television and Star Entertainment are at odds with each other.

There is no way that Queen Qingchen is unaware of this, so she should be taught a lesson for trying to hold on to two companies at the same time.

Mu Wanqing frowned tightly and asked through gritted teeth, "Mr. Qi, you won't play tricks on me, right?"

She always had an inexplicable feeling that something was not right.

Star Entertainment is a very formal company, and there are very few hidden rules. It stands to reason...

It shouldn't be like this tonight, forcing her to drink.

Director Lisa, who has always been fair, strict and resolute, turned out to sit idly by during the whole process.

"Tricking you?" Qi Bin sneered, "Of course not."

Mu Wanqing naturally caught his unfriendly coldness, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Putting down the wine glass in her hand, she stood up and said, "Sorry, I have to go to the bathroom first."

There must be something wrong here.

The violent and irregular beating of her heart had already begun to warn her that she should not drink any more.

"Miss Qingchen, please." Qi Bin did not stop.

If Mu Wanqing consciously gives up, he has finished watching the joke tonight. As for whether he wants to suppress her in the entertainment industry, that will be a matter for the future.

Mu Wanqing raised her red lips and stood up gracefully.

She raised her chin slightly, her back was straight, her swan neck was as beautiful as jade, and she was somewhat proud.

But after leaving the box calmly and calmly, Mu Wanqing immediately held onto the wall and weakened.

"Miss Qingchen, are you okay?"

When the bartender saw this, he immediately came forward to help her.

Mu Wanqing raised her hand to stop him, shook her head and said, "It's okay."

She held on to the wall, forced herself up, walked into the bathroom, and immediately locked the door.

Under the stimulation of alcohol, the heart hurts violently.

Mu Wanqing reached out to touch the first-aid medicine for heart disease, but came up short and found nothing.

She suddenly remembered that almost all of her money had paid for Mu Chenghui's medical expenses, but she had not gone to the hospital to check her condition, let alone bring any medicine with her.

"I can't...die."

Mu Wan leaned against the wall. Due to her weakness, she slowly slid down and fell to the ground.

My chest hurts, like my heart is being ripped out, and I'm about to take my breath away.

She clutched the hem of her clothes tightly, lowered her head and gasped for breath. A steady stream of cold sweat broke out on her forehead and slid down her cheeks, dripping like rain.

Mu Wanqing took out her phone and opened her address book in a panic, only to find that she didn't know who to ask for help.

Everyone who can help her is not in Ancheng.

"bell--"

Just then, the phone rang.

Mu Wanqing lowered her head and looked at the caller ID, hesitating.

If he doesn't answer Ye Yuchen's call, he will become suspicious and angry, and it will be difficult to coax him...

After much hesitation, she finally pressed the answer button, holding the phone tightly to her ear, "Young Master Emperor, what are your orders?"

Her tone was light and it sounded like she was smiling brightly.

"Where?" Ye Yuchen leaned against the wall of the corridor, no more than ten meters away from Mu Wanqing.

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Chapter completed!