[Drink it! When you die of the poison, Miss Ling can marry into the Qin family! ]

When Sheng Yunrong took the bowl of soup from the maid Ziying, she suddenly heard such a vague sentence, which made her stunned for a moment. She looked at Ziying with suspicion and asked, "Ziying, what did you say just now?"

Ziying was slightly startled, and immediately shook her head: "I didn't say anything, you must have heard it wrong."

Sheng Yunrong frowned. She was not an old, hard-of-hearing woman, so it was impossible for her to have heard it wrong!

She looked at Ziying and saw that her eyes were flickering and there was an unnatural smile on her face, as if she was trying to hide her guilty conscience.

At this moment, Sheng Yunrong heard Ziying's voice again.

[How is that possible? Could it be that she has already figured out that there is something wrong with this bowl of soup? Strange, she is always so stupid, how did she figure it out? "

Sheng Yunrong’s eyes widened. Could she actually read minds?

This is too incredible!

Sheng Yunrong couldn't help but feel suspicious and decided to test Ziying.

"In that case, then you can taste this bowl of soup." Sheng Yunrong said calmly.

Ziying's face turned pale instantly. She bit her lip nervously and waved her hand to refuse: "Madam, this bowl of old hen soup is specially made for you to drink. How can I taste it?"

Sheng Yunrong sneered: "You don't dare to taste it, is it because there is really poison in this soup?"

Ziying explained in a panic, "Madam, you misunderstood. This soup was cooked by Chef Mo herself, and it is definitely not poisonous! I am just a maid, how dare I lie in front of you, Madam?"

"Tell me, who is Miss Ling?" Sheng Yunrong grabbed Ziying's arm and asked loudly with sharp eyes.

Ziying was horrified and her face turned pale as paper. She had not expected that Sheng Yunrong actually knew about Miss Ling's existence.

She trembled and said in a trembling voice: "Madam, what is Miss Ling? I have never heard of it and I don't know it!"

Sheng Yunrong's eyes turned cold, and the strength in her hands became even stronger, as if she wanted to squeeze the truth out of Ziying's mouth: "How dare you lie to me? If you dare to hide it, don't blame me for not considering the relationship between master and servant!"

Ziying was in so much pain that tears were about to come out. She gritted her teeth and said, "Madam, I really didn't know anything. Please forgive me..."

Sheng Yunrong's eyes flashed with doubt and disappointment, and she said coldly: "Since you don't know, then tell me, who instructed you to make this bowl of poisonous chicken soup?"

Ziying's face turned even paler. She still pretended to be calm and shook her head to show that she didn't know. However, her inner voice had completely exposed the truth:

[How stupid! I know it's your bedmate Qin Wenyuan without even guessing! ]

Qin Wenyuan?

Her husband, Qin Wenyuan, actually wanted to poison her!

This news was like a bolt from the blue and she couldn't accept it.

Sheng Yunrong grabbed her hair in pain, like ink dissolved in water, and hot tears slowly flowed out of her eye sockets, rolling down like candle wax, burning through her already scarred body and mind.

She recalled the day they got married, when Qin Wenyuan looked at her tenderly and vowed to treat her well for the rest of his life. At that time, she thought she had found a lifelong support, but she didn't expect that this support was actually a sharp knife, ready to stab her at any time.

Sheng Yunrong's thoughts drifted to the past, and she remembered her acquaintance with Qin Wenyuan.

At that time, she was in her prime, cheerful and had many suitors. However, she only fell in love with Qin Wenyuan.

Qin Wenyuan was still the young master of the Qin family at that time. He was elegant and talented, which made her irresistible and she quickly fell in love with him.

In order to make Qin Wenyuan happy, Sheng Yunrong gave up her own interests and hobbies and devoted herself wholeheartedly to the life of taking care of her husband and children.

She was thrifty, filial to her parents-in-law, and even took the blame for Qin Wenyuan without hesitation when he made a mistake.

She thought that her efforts could win Qin Wenyuan's true love, but she didn't expect that all this was fake.

Sheng Yunrong recalled Qin Wenyuan's first betrayal.

At that time, she was pregnant and weak, but Qin Wenyuan was entangled with a singing girl.

In order to keep the child, she endured the pain in her heart and begged Qin Wenyuan to let her go. But Qin Wenyuan looked at her coldly and said, "Sheng Yunrong, who do you think you are? You are just a decoration in my Qin family. I have the right to choose who I like."

At that moment, Sheng Yunrong felt heartbroken. The relationship between her and Qin Wenyuan seemed to have come to an end.

However, she still did not give up. She thought that as long as she gave more, Qin Wenyuan would change his mind.

Now, Sheng Yunrong finally understood that Qin Wenyuan's betrayal was not a spur-of-the-moment act, but a long-planned one.

He wanted to poison her to death and make her disappear from this world so that he and his mistress, Bai Yueguang, could live together happily ever after.

Sheng Yunrong's heart felt like it was frozen, freezing cold.

She looked at the bowl of poisonous chicken soup, her eyes filled with despair and anger. She secretly decided to divorce Qin Wenyuan and never have anything to do with him again!

"Mother." Just then, Qin Fengyun came in with a gloomy face and bowed to Sheng Yunrong in a perfunctory manner.

"Yun'er..." Sheng Yunrong gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked at her eldest son with a loving face, "Listen to what your mother said, your father..."

Sheng Yunrong opened her mouth slowly, trying to confide her grievances and pain to her eldest son Qin Fengyun.

However, Qin Fengyun's performance made her feel extremely disappointed. His eyes were cold and he interrupted Sheng Yunrong impatiently: "Mother, I don't want to interfere in your and father's affairs. You can solve it yourselves."

Sheng Yunrong felt a pain in her heart when she heard this, and tears welled up in her eyes again. She looked at her son's indifference and felt chilled. She held back her tears and continued, "Yun'er, can't you understand your mother's difficulties? Your father..."

Qin Fengyun looked at Sheng Yunrong, a flash of disgust in his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant. He remained calm on the surface, but in his heart he was already complaining angrily:

[That's enough! Do you think I want to hear this? I'm busy with schoolwork every day and I'm already very tired. You still want me to waste time on your nonsense? If I have this time, I might as well go to Ziying's room to play. I heard that she has learned a lot of new tricks from Japan recently...]

When Sheng Yunrong heard these words, she was shocked as if a thunderbolt had sounded above her head! Yun'er, he was actually with Ziying...

Her heart was pierced by her son's indifference and stubbornness. She never thought that her son, whom she had always been proud of, would be in such a miserable state.

Sheng Yunrong took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, "Forget it, you should just go."

He waved his hand and let Qin Fengyun leave.

Although Qin Fengyun felt something was wrong, he was happy that Sheng Yunrong was not an eyesore to him, so he ran out happily to find Ziying.

Sheng Yunrong looked at Qin Fengyun's back with cold eyes, her heart filled with despair, and she clenched her fists in hatred.