"Yeah," Xiao Man replied casually, raising her spoon as if she were about to drink the soup.
Sun Yiming thought Xiao Man was just discussing the effects of some traditional Chinese medicine with Gongsun Ruxue. He assumed the scenario she described would never happen, and since the hot soup before him was still a delicacy, he lowered his head and started to drink it as well.
But Gongsun Ruxue's undershirt was already soaked with sweat. Large, dense beads of perspiration trickled from her forehead and temples.
It wasn't because of Xiao Man—it was because of Gu Shaojun.
Gu Shaojun's Suppression continued to build, layer by layer. After hearing Xiao Man's words, he understood everything. 'Gongsun Ruxue hid her aura to get close with ill intent, just as I suspected. She's plotting against my girl. She already fed her that drug, and this dinner is her chance to harvest the "results"!'
