"But there's no way he could have done such a thing," he quickly said.
"I couldn't believe it either, but He Xin said she saw it with her own eyes, right in the hotel room. She dared not tell anyone else but me," Wu Jingzhe analyzed. "It must have been instigated by that kid, Lu Jiangnian. He's involved in the entertainment industry, and that circle is so chaotic—there's drinking, gambling, prostitution, everything! Uncle, what should we do now..."
Fu Qikun replied gravely, "Drug abuse is a serious matter. If the police find out, he could end up in jail!"
"I know, that's why I didn't dare tell Grandpa. He's hospitalized now, and he can't sustain any more shocks," Wu Jingzhe urged. "Uncle, why don't you come with me to the hotel to check it out?"
Fu Qikun had no choice but to agree, "Alright."
...
After hanging up, Wu Jingzhe quickly left the bar, hailed a taxi, and headed to the hotel.
Soon after, He Xin called, "Young Master Wu, I've made him drink what you sent over."
