The familiar smell came to his nose, Zhan Mushui was stunned for a few moments, and the tears in his eyes almost burst out of his eyes.

There was silence for a few seconds before she slowly raised her hand to wrap her arms around his waist and leaned her head on his arms without saying a word.

"Shui Shui, did the third child ask you to come?"

Zhan Mushui shook his head, turned to look at the person behind him, and said indifferently: "I want to talk to the eldest young master alone......"

The man behind him frowned, "Grandma, let's give the young master something to eat first." You did it yourself, so it wouldn't be good if it gets cold. ”

Zhan Mushui pursed her thin lips, Xue Fu'er really didn't believe her.

"You're cooking for me?" Zhan Muting smiled in surprise, held her hand and examined it carefully, "Is it hurt?" ”

Zhan Mushui's eyes suddenly turned red, and he shook his head: "I'm fine!" ”

"Grandma, your meal."

Zhan Mushui glanced at the man, gritted his teeth and turned pale.

The ritual in the hall has already begun, and I am afraid it will be too late if I don't do it.

"Okay."

Zhan Mushui's eyes trembled, he took the soup into his hand, turned to look at Zhan Muting, and whispered: "Husband, you drink some soup to warm your stomach first!" ”

Zhan Mushui was by his side when he was ten years old, and he knew that something was wrong with every expression on her face and every move.

He never drinks soup before meals to warm his stomach, and Shui Shui knows it.

If I'm not mistaken, it was Chevle who asked her to come.

Shevrelle will let her come, and she must have told her the truth.

Panic flashed in Zhan Muting's eyes, and he suddenly grabbed Zhan Muting's hand, "Shui Shui ......"

"What's the matter, don't you want soup?" Zhan Mushui said, his eyes turned red, "Then eat first." ”

The way she looked, the way she looked, he could tell that something was wrong.

"Okay." Zhan Muting went to serve the bowl, but the bowl was pinched tightly by Zhan Mushui.

Zhan Muting used a little force, and the bowl was in his hand.

Zhan Muting gave Zhan Mushui a reassuring look and took a sip of soup.

Seeing Zhan Muting eating, the bodyguard was finally relieved.

Madame is still worried that she is ruthless, isn't this heart quite ruthless?

Zhan Mushui's hands tightened, staring nervously at his face.

He didn't know how much he drank and how toxic it was......

Zhan Muting looked at the bodyguard next to him, and said coldly: "You go out first, I'm not used to dining in others!" ”

"But—" The bodyguard hesitated.

Zhan Muting suddenly turned around, grabbed the bowl in his hand and threw it out, and roared coldly: "Get out!" ”

The bodyguard hurriedly tilted away, thinking that Zhan Muting would leave with peace of mind after eating.

The door closed, and Zhan Mushui suddenly rushed into Zhan Muting's arms, crying and saying, "You spit it out, it's about to spit out!" ”

Zhan Muting's powerful arms grabbed her into his arms, and his low voice sounded: "I didn't drink it just now!" ”

It's just that the soup went through his mouth once, and he didn't swallow it.

"Really?" Zhan Mushui shed tears in fear, "The food is poisonous, it's Xuefuer......"

"Shuishui ......" Zhan Muting held Zhan Mushui's hand, his eyes were deep and unfathomable, with a hint of caution: "You know everything?" Shuishui, listen to my explanation......"

Zhan Muting was a little panicked, in order to take revenge, the third child actually let Shui Shui know those things.

"I know, the third brother told me. It was Chevle who designed it behind the scenes, he said...... My dad committed suicide, and he just didn't save him when he saw death. Zhan Mushui said softly, "Husband, is what the third brother said true?" ”

Zhan Muting's face was pale, and the way her heart stopped making him a little scared, "Yes, my father said it before he died." Shuishui, I am sorry for not saving my uncle......"