Gu Yanhao hooked his lips, and his smile was scarier than killing Shura.
"Do you think that if you succeed, you will still be alive?"
Song Jiumei trembled all over.
"You can't give my wife medicine, and you want to falsely accuse my wife of giving you medicine?"
"She was the one who drugged me!" Song Jiumei looked at Song Wuyou bitterly.
Besides Song Wuyou, who would dare to drug her so boldly
"Bring people in." Gu Yanhao said coldly.
When Ade heard it, he rang his hand.
After a while, a young man walked in.
When Song Jiumei saw this man, her eyes suddenly widened. The body also began to shake.
"Young Master Gu." The man came in without flinching, and was very calm.
He walked up to Gu Yanhao and called him respectfully.
"What's going on?" Gu Yanhao played with Song Wuyou's black hair in his hands, looking lazy, but exuded a dangerous hostility.
"Miss Song gave me a check at the party and asked me to dose the chrysanthemum tea ordered by the young lady. Miss Song was too impatient, and she dragged me to her rest room to give a cup of chrysanthemum tea before the young lady's chrysanthemum tea was brewed The red wine soaked in lemons was used as medicine. I went back to the tea room to bring chrysanthemum tea to the young lady, and when I came back, Miss Song picked up the glass of red wine on the tray and drank it." The man unhurriedly narrated the events of the day.
When Song Wuyou heard this, a smile flickered in his clear eyes.
"Impossible!" Song Jiumei screamed suddenly: "That cup is obviously chrysanthemum tea, how could it be red wine?"
"Miss Song, that glass is red wine soaked in lemon peel. It tastes sour and sweet, and has a light yellow color." The man looked at Song Jiumei and said.
When Song Jiumei heard this, her whole body was like a deflated ball.
When she recalled the red wine she drank at that time, the taste was really weird.
But at that time, he was only focused on watching Song Wuyou's reaction and got carried away with complacency, so he didn't pay much attention.
"You—" Song Jiumei suddenly pointed at the man's distorted face: "You're going to die! Betray me!"
"I'm only loyal to Young Master Gu." The man glanced at Song Jiumei indifferently.
When Song Jiumei heard it, it was as if someone was choking her throat, and she almost couldn't breathe.
"You belong to Young Master Gu?" Mrs. Song asked while glaring at the man.
Gu Yanhao pursed her lips and said lazily, "All the waiters at the party are mine."
The expressions of Song Jiumei and Mrs. Song changed suddenly.
When Song Nan heard this, he immediately felt that Song Jiumei had lost all his old face.
Now that the facts have reached this point, he knows everything.
Song Jiumei wanted to drug Song Wuyou, but instead drugged herself.
It's not enough to embarrass himself, but he still wants to wrong Song Wuyou, and even pull him over at night.
Song Nan couldn't control his anger, he rushed forward and slapped Song Jiumei hard: "Pa—"
"Ah..." Song Nanlei acted fiercely, causing Song Jiumei to scream in pain.
This slap was so hard that Song Jiumei felt her eardrums vibrate, not to mention her face.
"You prodigal daughter! You have to be blamed for the bad things you did! My Song family is really unlucky to have a daughter like you for eight lifetimes!"
Song Nan pointed at Song Jiumei and cursed.
Mrs. Song hurried forward, hugging Song Jiumei behind her, staring at Song Nan: "Are you crazy?! How can you strike so hard?!"
Song Nan blushed with anger: "I am serious? I want to trample her to death now!"
"Very noisy." Song Wuyou's voice suddenly came softly.