Xia Ruya slowly walked into the bar, took out the cocktail shaker, and started mixing cocktails skillfully.
Shu Qian looked at him curiously, and walked to the bar in a charming manner, wearing bright red stilettos. She sat on the swivel chair in front of the bar, leaning forward in an extremely seductive posture, half crawling on the bar, so that the surging fullness of her chest was about to burst out.
At this moment, Ning Shuqian was the enchanting fairy lurking in the bar in the dark night: "I didn't expect you could mix cocktails!"
She was indeed quite surprised. She thought that a woman like Xia Ruya, who prided herself on being noble, elegant, pure and flawless, would disdain such lowly cocktail-mixing skills.
Unexpectedly, I was wrong.
She didn't know Xia Ruya as well as she thought.
Xia Ruya methodically performed her cocktail-mixing movements. Although her movements were skilled, they lacked much aesthetic appeal: "I only know how to mix one type of cocktail!"
Ning Shufu was just about to ask the name of this cocktail when he saw the initially prepared liquor in the thin and transparent highball glass. The bright red juice looked like blood flowing from the body, weird and beautiful at the same time, and the resulting enchantment made people inexplicably yearn for it.
Xia Ruya slowly picked up the prepared cocktail and shook it gently under the light: "You say... its color is very similar to sweet and charming blood?"
The lighting at the bar was a little dim. Under the thin and dim light, the bloody red wine in the glass exuded a strange and enchanting magic. The wine rippled as Xia Ruya swayed the wine glass, as if it had come alive.
Ning Shuqian felt strange for no reason, and her scalp began to tingle: "What's its name?"
For some reason, this time when Xia Ruya returned to the capital, she always had an unpredictable feeling when facing Xia Ruya. Sometimes Xia Ruya even gave her a creepy feeling, making her feel uneasy.
However, whenever she wanted to delve deeper into the origin of this feeling, Xia Ruya was still the same Xia Ruya, like a pure and elegant white rose blooming, delicate and beautiful, noble and flawless, and she treated her the same as before, with no difference.
She thought it was all just her illusion.
"It's called - Bloody Mary!" Xia Ruya uttered in a soft and elegant tone, and her delicate white lips slightly opened. The particularly enchanting color in the delicate white inside her lips, combined with her soft and elegant tone, was so eerie that it made people's scalp tingle.
Ning Shuqian had heard of the cocktail "Bloody Mary". She heard that the origin of this cocktail was about a legend in a Western country. In order to maintain her eternal beauty, the once-stunning Countess Lee Kester took a bath in the blood of pure girls and even drank the blood of the girls. Legend has it that only in this way can she continuously absorb the essence of the blood and drive away aging and dullness.
This is a bloody and strange legend.
Full of weirdness and weirdness.
Even thinking about it is terrifying.
Xia Ruya actually likes this kind of wine. For some reason, that creepy, frightened feeling reappeared: "I didn't expect that you would like this kind of cocktail!"
Xia Naya curled her lips: "This wine... is quite special!"
During her days in Hong Kong, she would always get up in the middle of the night and mix herself a glass of "Bloody Agate". The bloody color of tomatoes, mixed with the sweet rusty taste of tomato wine, the beauty combined with the bloody smell, created an indescribable enchantment.
Whenever she tasted the blood, a strange bloodthirsty pleasure would rise in her heart, as if the liquid in the cup was not just the taste of a cocktail, but the blood of Wen Xinya, her enemy whom she wished to cut into pieces!
She knew that her behavior was extremely perverted, but so what
One day, she really wanted to taste what Wen Xinya's blood tasted like.
"Your preferences have changed a lot compared to before." Ning Shuqian took an opened bottle of red wine from the bar, took a thin and transparent high-heeled glass, and poured herself a glass of red wine. The bright pink color was noble and gorgeous. This was her favorite wine.
"People always do that, but what never changes is the heart." That heart filled with hatred, the hatred that wants to peel off one's flesh and blood, pull out one's tendons and bones, eat one's flesh alive, and drink one's blood alive.
So, she fell in love with Bloody Mary!
Ning Shuqian savored the red wine in her hand. The bright red light of the wine reflected on her face, showing an unusual charm: "That heart?"
Ning Shuqian suddenly understood the meaning of Xia Ruya's words.
Because her heart is exactly the same as Xia Ruya's.
Xia Ruya enjoyed her Bloody Mary, which was sweet with alcohol, and her eyes flashed with wet and cold emotions: "How is the situation at the hospital?"
Ever since Mr. Mo was sent to the hospital, Ning Shuqian has sent people to keep an eye on the hospital's movements.
Ning Shuqian gently shook the red wine in her hand, her posture extremely elegant: "Mr. Mo has been in the emergency room of the hospital for more than three hours. His condition is critical and his life is uncertain. I heard that the hospital has issued a critical illness notice. I am afraid that Mr. Mo will not be able to escape death this time."
The critical illness notice is also called the "death notice". The probability of a person who is issued this notice surviving is less than 20%.
Moreover, that person had already made corresponding arrangements in the hospital before the plan was implemented. Even if Mr. Mo still had a glimmer of hope, he would never survive. This time, Mr. Mo would definitely die.
Xia Ruya held the Bloody Mary in her hand and slowly walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down. "Myocardial infarction leading to heart rupture is a sudden disease with a mortality rate of up to 99%. The remaining 1% probability is created by a miracle, but Mr. Mo will not be that miracle."
She knew better than anyone how carefully this plan was arranged.
After returning to the Wen family, she was very clear about how important Mo Gong's recognition was to her, so she tried every means to please Mo Gong. Although Mo Gong didn't like her very much, she never gave up and therefore paid close attention to Mo Gong.
She had known for a long time that Mr. Mo had weak internal organs and was not in good health. Before Wen Xinya returned to the Wen family, he had suffered several heart attacks, but Mr. Mo did not care much about his health and had not done any check-ups. After Wen Xinya returned to the Wen family, she actively took care of Mr. Mo's health and asked Mr. Du to take his pulse from time to time, but no illness was found.
However, she learned from Master Luo Le, who had taken Ning Shuqian's pulse that year, that people with weak internal organs should not be overly stimulated, as this can easily lead to sudden illness.
This gave them an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.