The guests exchanged glances as the suggestion of calling the police was made.
"What, so only she can slander me?" Fang Miaomiao raised an eyebrow, her expression arrogant. "And I'm not allowed to bring someone to prove my innocence? There's absolutely no such logic in this world."
"But you don't need to call the police. There are reporters outside. If you call the police, who knows what gossip they'll write."
In this day and age, reporters would exaggerate anything to grab headlines and attract attention. These were well-known figures, and if they ended up trending on hot search because of the police, it wouldn't do them any good.
"So what? Some of you must know who Fang Miaomiao is. If you want me to have a bad time, then I'm sorry, but I'll make these people have a bad time with me."
Fang Miaomiao tilted her head slightly, a mad smile curving her lips. She looked exactly like a villain.
"Besides, if you've done nothing wrong, you have nothing to fear. What are you afraid of?"
With that, Fang Miaomiao took out her phone.
Just as she was about to dial the police, Wang Jiahui, from the second floor, couldn't hold back and shouted.
"Manager Wang," Fang Miaomiao called out with a half-smile, "I thought you couldn't hear our conversation downstairs."
Tsk, she thought it would be resolved directly. She didn't expect him to jump out. What a pity.
"I saw it clearly. It was this waitress who was clumsy. She was walking fast with the tray, and just as she was about to bump into Miaomiao, Miaomiao happened to reach out to grab some food. Because there was no resistance, the waitress had to fall face-first onto the ground."
At this moment, the hotel manager also came out and had others escort the dazed waitress away. He then offered a great many apologies, and the atmosphere quickly returned to its previous high.
Fang Miaomiao was also brought up to a room on the second floor by Wang Jiahui.
The room on the second floor resembled a KTV, with colorful lights flashing.
"What were you doing just now?" Wang Jiahui looked at Fang Miaomiao with a cold gaze.
She actually wanted to call the police. If he had watched for another minute, this plan would have been ruined today!
"Calling the police." Fang Miaomiao leaned back on the sofa, saying matter-of-factly, "Manager Wang, you know me. I'm Fang Miaomiao. How can I suffer such humiliation, right?"
"If you had called the police today, you would have slapped CEO Li in the face."
Fang Miaomiao flinched, then said with feigned confusion and arrogance, "Manager Wang, what do you mean? I was merely defending my rights. How could that be slapping CEO Li in the face?"
"If a reporter outside were to spread the news that I was bullied by a waitress at CEO Li's event, that would truly be slapping CEO Li in the face. I was thinking for CEO Li, you see."
"Fang Miaomiao!"
The old Fang Miaomiao, while irritating, was extremely inarticulate and didn't know how to speak well. That was why no one listened to her explanations, even when she was being attacked.
How could she become so glib after just one variety show?
"Manager Wang, don't get angry, don't get angry. It's not worth getting sick over," Fang Miaomiao quickly raised her wine glass, changing the subject. "I didn't think things through regarding this matter. I'll toast you. Please don't hold it against me."
Wang Jiahui: "..."
He always felt that Fang Miaomiao's sudden politeness boded no good, but seeing her innocent, pleading eyes, he felt he shouldn't suspect her.
Damn it! After this is over, should he find a temple to visit?
However...
Since she was offering a toast, it saved him a lot of trouble.
Thinking of this, Wang Jiahui's eyes darted around, and he picked up his wine glass. "Now that I think about it, what you said is quite right, Miaomiao. It's just your temper that's too fiery."
Fang Miaomiao's lips curved upwards, but she remained silent.
Wang Jiahui stared intently at Fang Miaomiao's wine glass.
To be safe, when Fang Miaomiao wasn't paying attention, he had added something to her glass.
Now, as long as Fang Miaomiao drank it, he could successfully withdraw.
Then, according to that person's plan, Fang Miaomiao would definitely be driven out by the Wen family. At that point, Fang Miaomiao would have no backing and would have to stay in their company, where he could do whatever he wanted with her.
Thinking of this, Wang Jiahui's breathing quickened. He stared at Fang Miaomiao so intently that he didn't even notice his own wine spilling.
"Oh, Manager Wang, what are you thinking about? So engrossed that you spilled your drink."
"I'm fine."
The wine flowed down the table and onto Wang Jiahui.
"Oh, what a mess." Fang Miaomiao quickly stood up and used her sleeve to wipe Wang Jiahui's clothes.
This action terrified Wang Jiahui, who was filled with dread.
He wanted to retreat, but he was afraid that Fang Miaomiao wouldn't drink afterwards, and the drug on her would still be effective.
This was an opportunity.
However, he would also be affected.
If it weren't for CEO Li, he would have considered being affected a good thing.
But CEO Li would not want this to happen.
Damn it!
Wang Jiahui quickly made a decision.
He wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but he felt a little dizzy.
"I'm not feeling well. Miaomiao, could you entertain CEO Li for me?" Wang Jiahui shook his head, trying to stay conscious. "And..."
What else was there? He couldn't seem to remember.
Before he could finish speaking, Wang Jiahui collapsed heavily onto the table.
Fang Miaomiao "tsk"-ed, then tentatively called out a few times. Seeing that he was indeed unresponsive, she got up and opened the door.
Standing at the door was the driver and bodyguard who had been waiting for Fang Miaomiao outside.
Seeing the driver, Fang Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief. She looked around like a thief, then pulled the driver into the room. "How are things over there?"
"That man has fallen asleep," the driver said expressionlessly. "You don't need to worry about the surveillance, Madam."
If they wanted to frame their Madam, then they shouldn't blame them for being ruthless.
"Thank you, thank you." Fang Miaomiao pointed at Wang Jiahui, who was slumped on the table, and chuckled, "Then I'll leave this to you. I'm frail and weak, I can't move him."
"Yes, Madam. Please wait here. We have people outside, and nothing will happen."
When she learned that Wang Jiahui and the other person were planning to frame her, she had already planned to leave. She didn't expect to run into the driver who came looking for her on the way.
She also knew that she might not be a match for these two, so she decisively explained the situation to the driver, sought his help, and then played along with their plan.
Of course, knowing was one thing, being scared was another. When she saw the waitress rushing towards her, her heart pounded wildly.