Qiao Wanwan didn't say anything and swallowed the medicine directly.

"Oh, right, I forgot to tell you some gossip. The Wen Group has been almost completely dismantled by Zhan Jingting. I reckon it will go bankrupt before you and Li Jing get married."

"Everything is under your control, you must be overjoyed," Qiao Wanwan said with a faint smile. "But what I'm curious about is, once the Wen Group goes bankrupt, you will also be implicated. With the money in Uncle Zhan's card, will it be enough for you to fight against Junlin?"

“If it’s a fight with money, who in this world can fight Jing Ting? I have you as a bargaining chip, don’t I? You are priceless. I estimate that even if Jing Ting had to hand over all his money to keep you alive, he would be willing.”

"You still dream of getting Jing Ting's money? And then you can replace him and become the most unapproachable person in the capital or even the whole country, right?" Qiao Wanwan sneered. "Jing Ting will have nothing then, and won't even be able to protect himself. Why would I marry Wen Lijing then? I'll tell Jing Ting everything now, so at least before I die, the three of us can be reunited."

"Are you really willing to risk everything? Don't you care about your master's and Eleven's lives?"

"I've tried my best and have a clear conscience, that's enough." Qiao Wanwan smiled calmly. "Actually, I think it would be good to die with Jing Ting. We can't live together, but at least we can die together."

“I am different from you. You and the one you love are separated by death, and you can’t even be buried together after death.”

"Shut up!" Wen Ru's face turned cold in an instant.

Qiao Wanwan smiled and continued to mock, word by word, "There's something else I haven't said yet. What good is it if you get everything? When you're richer than a country, you'll actually have nothing, because you're destined to be a lonely person who has lost her beloved and can't have what she wants!"

A flash of malice crossed Wen Ru's eyes. She suddenly stepped forward and slapped her across the face.

"Smack!"

Qiao Wanwan was knocked to the side by the blow!

Wen Ru didn't let her off the hook, but continued to grip her neck, "Qiao Wanwan, you talk too much!"

Qiao Wanwan was being choked and couldn't breathe. She struggled to reach her hand out from under the covers, and the next second, a syringe was stuck into Wen Ru's arm!

Wen Ru realized what had happened, quickly let go of her, and checked her arm. "What did you give me!"

Qiao Wanwan curled her lips, "I would never stoop to poisoning anyone, but you're not even human. You can even harm an innocent child, so I have no choice but to give you a taste of your own medicine! This is a poison I carefully concocted for you. If I die, you won't live either!"

"Hahahaha..." Wen Ru laughed out loud, "You, Qiao Wanwan, you just deliberately provoked me to lower my guard, didn't you?"

"If I didn't lie here and let you do whatever you want, how would I have this opportunity?"

“Your master told me that you are a kind girl, but I never expected you to use such underhanded tricks.”

"Kindness is a matter of context. Isn't it ridiculous to talk about kindness with someone as inhuman as you?"

"Qiao Wanwan, you're asking for it!"

"Jing Ting is right outside. Do you dare to kill me now?"

Instead of getting angry, Wen Ru laughed, "Alright, Qiao Wanwan, I really underestimated you. But this is getting more and more interesting. I want to see who will have the last laugh."

After Wen Ru left, Qiao Wanwan hurriedly took out her phone and made a call, "Xiang Yang, I succeeded. You must keep a close eye on Wen Ru. If she can't get the antidote, she can only ask my master for help. Maybe we can find my master through this clue!"

"Don't worry, boss, I'll keep a close eye on her!"

The door to the ward was pushed open, and Qiao Wanwan hurriedly hung up the phone. She saw Eleven walking in with his short legs. "Sister Wanwan!"

"Eleven." Qiao Wanwan sat up and hugged Eleven, who had climbed onto the hospital bed. "Did I scare you today?"

"Yeah, I was terrified during the National Day holiday."

"Don't worry, I was just so happy and excited to see you visiting the set."

"Really?" Eleven exclaimed excitedly. "I'll visit the set every day from now on!"

"That won't do. What if I get so happy I faint every day?"

Eleven burst out laughing.

Zhan Jingting wheeled himself in, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the syringe on the ground. He said calmly, "Miss Qiao, the doctor said that your body is fine. If you don't feel uncomfortable, you can be discharged from the hospital."

"I don't feel uncomfortable, so I can definitely be discharged."

"Sister Wanwan, come home with me and let Aunt Zheng cook you something delicious."

"No."

“Aunt Zheng has already prepared something delicious,” Zhan Jingting said. “You eat first, and I’ll have someone process your discharge papers.”

"Thank you very much."

After eating, Qiao Wanwan felt much better and was soon discharged from the hospital and returned to her apartment.

Wen Lijin was waiting in the apartment. "You're back."

"Um."

"I heard from the bodyguard that Wen Ru went to see you, is that right?"

"Yes, I poisoned her."

"What?" Wen Lijin exclaimed in shock. "She didn't hurt you, did she?"

“Jing Ting is right next door, she wouldn’t dare to do anything reckless.” Qiao Wanwan sat down on the sofa. “Right now, I just hope that Wen Ru can go to my master to get the antidote. If I can find my master through her, I will die without regrets.”

"Don't say things like that!" Wen Lijing said unhappily, "You won't die!"

"I don't want to die either," Qiao Wanwan said with a smile. "I still have a husband and children. I haven't fulfilled my responsibilities as a mother for even a single day. I owe Eleven so much. I want to live and watch him grow up, even though it's very difficult..."

“It’s definitely possible,” Wen Lijing said. “Miss Qiao, you are a blessed person, and so is Eleven. Your bond as mother and son will not be severed.”

"Thank you." Qiao Wanwan smiled. "You can call me Wanwan in private from now on."

"Okay, Wanwan."

......

Around 10 p.m., Jiang Dong knocked on the study door with a report in his hand.

"Master Zhan, we've found out. The syringe likely contained poison."

"Poison?" Zhan Jingting frowned. "Wen Ru injected Wanwan with it?"

“When Madam was discharged from the hospital, the hospital drew blood for tests. I have already inquired about it, and there was no such toxin in Madam’s blood.”

"That's what Wanwan injected into Wenru..." Zhan Jingting instructed, "You immediately go and keep an eye on Wenru's every move, don't miss a single detail!"

"Don't worry, Master Zhan. When you asked me to help Xiang Yang investigate, I already had people keeping an eye on him."

"How's Xiang Yang doing?"

“You’re right. Xiang Yang’s abilities are limited, and he can’t find out much. But what’s strange is that Xiang Yang is investigating Wen Ru’s movements abroad over the past few years, and he’s focusing on the various properties under her name.”

Zhan Jingting slowly closed his eyes, pondering as he said, "Investigating the properties means investigating her hideout. Could it be that they suspect something is hidden in the properties under her name...?"