Yun Shan still ignored Yang Xiaobei's words, but when she took the next step, she felt her body soften, as if stepping on cotton. Although the air conditioner was on in the private room, it suddenly felt hot.
She paused, thinking it might be low blood sugar from getting up early without breakfast, and then continued walking.
When she reached the door, she pulled on the handle, but it was locked tight, unmovable, unable to be opened.
"What did you do?" She turned around, her body getting softer, and saw Yang Xiaobei still sitting as steady as Mount Tai, casually drinking coffee with bloodshot eyes that were cold and terrifying. She suddenly realized, "Did you drug the coffee?"
