Xue Shuying nodded, holding up the insulated food jar in her hand, "Of course not, I left the Li Family mansion at noon and went to Banshan Villa. I even had Aunt Tong make the dish you like to eat, and brought it to share with you."
Yan Luoxi looked at the chicken soup in front of her. If it hadn't been sent by Xue Shuying, then who would have sent it using her name? Especially since Xue Shuying had mentioned earlier that the soup tasted strange, Yan Luoxi became even more hesitant to touch it again.
Who could have gone to such lengths?
Knowing that she had no guards against Xue Shuying, someone must have taken advantage of her mindset. What else had been added to this chicken soup?
Seeing the strange look in Yan Luoxi's eyes, Xue Shuying suddenly remembered overhearing a conversation from around the corner last night. A chill ran down her back, and she shuddered all over. Could it be that the old man really made a move against Yan Luoxi?
