"I never said that I was suspecting you of poisoning me," Luo Qingling said to Luo Huian. What she did not tell Luo Huian was that she had been poisoned so many times that she was now prone to many poisons.
Unless Luo Huian brings in a poison that the world had never seen, Luo Qingling had nothing to fear about anything.
She scooped a little bite of the cake before bringing it to her mouth. Her expression was rather solemn as Luo Qingling despised eating anything sweet. However, as soon as she took the first bite, Luo Qingling was left astonished.
Why…
Why did it taste so good?
Luo Qingling looked down at the small cup inside which the chocolaty liquid was pooling in the middle and gulped silently. For some reason, as she took the bite of the cake the sadness, frustration and grief that she had been trying to suppress vanished.
Including the memories that had tormented her for ages and she was yet to get used to at the moment.