At this point, Ye Zhuo turned to look at old lady cen and continued, “When you woke up in the morning, did you feel weak all over? Your appetite became worse and worse, and your desire for the so-called health-preserving soup grew stronger and stronger?”
Old Lady Lin’s heart skipped a beat.
Because ye Zhuo was right.
Her current situation was almost exactly the same as what ye Zhuo had said.
Seeing old madam Lin like this, Ye Zhuo understood. “Looks like I was right.”
Feng Qianhua could no longer control the fear in her heart. She cried and knelt down to old madam Lin. “Aunt Lin! Don’t believe her! She’s talking nonsense! None of this is true! I definitely didn’t drug you! No!”
Old Mrs. Lin just looked at Feng Qianhua, her whole body trembling.
That gaze was as if it was the first time she had met her.
From the beginning to the end, she trusted Feng Qianhua very much. She never doubted that Feng Qianhua would make a move in the health soup.