“I don’t care, anyway, these aren’t what I want most.” Su Yan stood up, walked towards Xu Tingchuan, leaned against the edge of the table, looked down at him, reached out to his shoulder, her fingertips gently sliding down, and leaned over to whisper in his ear: “You know what I want most: divorce Ni Sitian and marry me, and I’ll hand over the antidote.”

Xu Tingchuan, with a cold expression, suddenly stood up, reached for the cup, and smashed it on the table, shattering the cup.

He pressed a sharp piece of glass against Su Yan's neck, his barely concealed ferocity suddenly surfacing, his voice rough: "I'll say it again, where's the antidote!"

Su Yan craned her neck, feeling threatened with a sharp weapon by the man she had loved for many years; it was quite a unique experience.

She burst into laughter, reached out and grabbed Xu Tingchuan's hand that was holding the stem of the cup, and pushed hard on the money, letting the sharp point pierce her neck. She laughed and said, "It's not bad to die at your hands and have you remember me for the rest of your life. Anyway, when I die, Ni Sitian will be buried with me."

"You think I really wouldn't dare to touch you!" Xu Tingchuan forcefully pierced the sharp point further, and blood flowed down, staining his light blue clothes red along his collarbone, like a bright red flower blooming in the grass.

Su Yan couldn't laugh anymore because of the pain. He actually had the thought of killing that woman for her sake!

She tilted her head back slightly, and fearlessly smirked, "Either we compromise, you sleep with me for one night, and I'll tell you where Li Rui might have hidden the antidote."

"Looks like you really don't want to live anymore." Xu Tingchuan pressed hard against her throat.

"Tingchuan!"

At this moment, the door opened, and Shen Muzhi strode in, pressing down on Xu Tingchuan's hand.

He was afraid Xu Tingchuan would act impulsively, so after thinking it over, he followed anyway, and he wasn't wrong. Since Ni Sitian's life was at stake, he guessed Xu Tingchuan might lose his temper.

"Let me go," Xu Tingchuan said to Shen Muzhi in a deep voice. He didn't believe that a venomous woman like Su Yan would be unafraid of death.

"Calm down. There's no way she could know where the antidote is. Li Rui has been dead for two or three days. If she knew, she would have destroyed it long ago. Why would she wait for us to ask?" Shen Muzhi felt that Xu Tingchuan was so anxious that he had lost his sense of reason. Judging from the video, Su Yan not only didn't know where the antidote was, but she didn't even know if there was an antidote at all.

Xu Tingchuan gripped the stem of the cup tightly. In truth, he understood what Shen Muzhi was saying, but he was helpless now. Ni Sitian's condition was so serious that he didn't know when she would fall into a deep sleep and never wake up again. He couldn't afford to delay any longer.

"Ni Sitian will die, she definitely will die, there's no antidote at all, hahahaha." Su Yan's heart was seared by Xu Tingchuan's hatred, and she laughed maniacally, throwing her head back.

"Let's not waste any more time here. Let's think of another way." Shen Muzhi pulled Xu Tingchuan's hand down from the stem of the cup and said in a deep voice, "I've already had someone pull up the surveillance footage from the past two months. We'll all help you find the possible hiding place."

Xu Tingchuan gradually loosened his grip, and the blood-stained cup fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

"It's no use, there's no antidote!" Su Yan shouted after Xu Tingchuan and Shen Muzhi, who had left, her blood boiling with excitement, making her look ferocious and terrifying.