What at all?

Everyone listened with rapt attention to the next words.

Si Yu put the red wine glass on the table, stood up gracefully, and said to Mr. Si: "You don't deserve to be called a mistress at all."

"Little..." slang?

Mr. Si hasn't said the last word yet.

"Pfft——"

The old man suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat, and a heartbreaking pain suddenly came from his internal organs. A mouthful of black blood spurted out of his mouth.

Blood drips on the fruit on the table.

suddenly;

Those fruits stained with blood, as if they had been poisoned, began to mold and rot in just three seconds.

"dad!"

"Mr. Si?!"

There was shock and confusion in the hall.

Mr. Si's lips turned purple and he suddenly fell down.

The old man who looked to be in his seventies or eighties, who was thinking of her at all times, fell down unexpectedly in Si Yu's eyes.

"..." Si Yu froze in place, unable to move forward.

"No, Mr. Si is poisoned."

"Is the chief pharmaceutical officer of the headquarters here?"

The drug chief immediately came to his senses and rushed over. He immediately examined Mr. Si's body.

Thousands of people in the hall formed a circle around Mr. Si.

Si Yu looked at Mr. Si's purple face from a distance of four or five meters. After a while, she controlled her emotions and said softly: "First elder, notify the law enforcement department."

"Leave Si Jing a miserable life."

It was Si Jing who did it!

It's definitely her!

Si Yu narrowed his eyes, squatted slowly beside Mr. Si, held his calloused hands, and said nothing without crying or laughing.

"General, how are you doing?" the boss asked anxiously:

"How is the old man? Is his life in danger?"

The chief pharmaceutical officer was sweating on his forehead.

He turned his head, glanced at the rotten fruit, and said with some horror: "Sorry, I can't find out what kind of poison this is."

"As for the danger, Mr. Si... Mr. Si's internal organs..."

Upon receiving the flat look from Si Yu, the commander-in-chief seemed to be choked up and was a little speechless.

Those eyes.

There is obviously no sadness involved, but it is like losing the only close relative in the world, a pool of stagnant water, lifeless.

"Hurry up and tell me, how's it going?" the director asked nervously.

The commander-in-chief looked at Si Yu with some struggle.

She lowered her head, carefully lifted Mr. Si to the sofa, turned her back to the chief, and whispered: "I'm fine, chief, please tell me."

"Mr. Si's internal organs are as rotten as this piece of apple."

Si Yu: "How to save?"

"There is no antidote within the borders."

Si Yu asked again: "How to save me?"

The commander subconsciously glanced at the official store next to the fruit, mustered up his courage, and squeezed out a few words: "If there is no antidote, prophecy must be made."

As soon as these words fell.

Everyone in the Si family actually spoke with a glimmer of hope: "Prophecy... isn't it rumored that the young master has the ability to predict?"

"Xiaoyu, you have always had a good relationship with my little master. If you ask her to use her prophecy ability, my little master will probably come to the rescue."

"Just save your grandpa, he has been waiting for you to come back and honor him..."

Si Yu's fingertips trembled, and his heart felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

She looked at Mr. Si's pale face and fell silent.

Careful prophecy?

Don't you just want her life...

Si Yu, who was convinced by everyone to plead for mercy, suddenly laughed deeply.

She stood up elegantly;
Chapter completed!