Zhao Siqing hurriedly rushed over and saw Huo Million lying on the ground licking the spilled fish soup.

Zhao Siqing hurriedly squatted down and hugged her, and said softly: "There is a stay for you, you see that you are in trouble again." ”

Huo Million turned his head and called her 'meow' twice, but gradually became obedient under Zhao Siqing's comfort.

Zhao Siqing put it aside, and Huo Million jumped away by himself.

Zhao Siqing looked at the time and felt that it was too late to re-boil the fish soup, so he had to hurriedly clean up the broken soup bowl on the ground and the fish soup that had been spilled on the ground.

After almost cleaning up, Zhao Siqing re-closed the insulated lunch box, thinking that if Huo Jingchen knew that Huo Million had robbed him of his fish soup, he was afraid that he would be angry again.

Carrying the thermos bucket, Zhao Siqing walked out of the living room, and saw Huo Million running towards him, two thick little paws lying at her feet struggling to scratch her.

Zhao Siqing squatted down, and was about to say something to it, when he saw Huo Million's body suddenly soften.

Gradually, he collapsed on the floor tiles, his limbs twitched and he foamed at the mouth, and gradually stopped moving.

Zhao Siqing's heart tightened, and she had a bad premonition, and hurriedly lowered her head to check on Huo Million's situation.

But this time, a white and chubby kitten will have been paralyzed and motionless.

Zhao Siqing was a little panicked, and hurriedly tried Huo Million's snort, but Huo Million, who was still at his feet just now, was obviously out of breath.

The thermos bucket in Zhao Siqing's hand fell to the ground and made a crisp sound.

She looked at the motionless cat in a daze, and the whole person seemed to be frightened, and a chill began to arise from the soles of her feet.

After coming back to his senses, Zhao Siqing hurriedly got up from the ground and turned around to get his mobile phone and dial Huo Jingchen.

The phone rang for a while before it was answered, and it wasn't until he heard his deep voice that Zhao Siqing's restless heart calmed down a little.

"Qingqing?" Huo Jingchen was keenly aware of her uneasiness, and frowned and spoke in a deep voice.

Zhao Siqing's throat tightened, and he forced down the panic in his heart and said slowly: "Huo... Huo Million died. ”

Huo Jingchen was stunned for a few seconds, came back to his senses, and said softly: "Don't move, I'll go back now." ”

Huo Jingchen didn't hang up the phone, and hurried back while whispering something.

Zhao Siqing turned to look at Huo Million, who was motionless, the corners of his eyes were a little sour, and he was surrounded by a huge fear.

So is it the fish soup?

If there was no Huo Million, would she have poisoned Huo Jingchen with her own hands today?

But the whole meal was made by her, and it didn't go through other people's hands at all, so how could the food be poisonous?

Zhao Siqing squatted lightly beside Huo Wanwan, put the mobile phone aside, and reached out to pick up the ragdoll cat that had been with her for several months with some heartache, her eyes were sour and a little red.

From childhood to adulthood, for so many years, she can be regarded as having seen all kinds of life, and she can be regarded as having experienced various conspiracies and calculations.

But never once has I seen death as near as this time.

I never thought that a life would disappear in front of me in an instant because of a few mouthfuls of soup.

Zhao Siqing only felt very cold, and his whole body was chilled.

She didn't dare to think about how Huo Jingchen had come step by step over the years, and how many times he had been murdered and poisoned.

Is the struggle for power of a wealthy family so serious?

Isn't there a trace of family affection at all?