Bai Wanwan looked into Jiao Yin's eyes, still gentle but now filled with confusion, and didn't hide anything. "Mm. He plotted against me."
Jiao Yin's heart plummeted. The happiness that had clouded his judgment instantly vanished, and his mind cleared. A flood of overlooked details rushed back to him.
'Wanwan's obvious distance before, her unusual passion that day, her avoidance afterward...' A terrible suspicion began to form in his mind.
'That day, Wanwan had seemed a bit dazed at first, but he'd thought it was just because she'd drunk some of the Monkey Wine.'
'Some females couldn't handle Monkey Wine; it made them dizzy.'
'But if Hua Han had designed this all from the start... then hadn't he... mated with her against her will?'
'So... was that why Hua Han was driven away?'
At this thought, a knot formed in his chest, and his mind descended into chaos.
