Conspiracy (12)

"Because Madam's family members are here so I couldn't put that thing in."

Hearing this, the line was silent for a few seconds, then he said, "Don't worry, anyone who eats that thing will be fine, I promise."

Xiao Cui was suspicious.

Anyone who eats it will be fine? What exactly is that thing? What was the other party's purpose?

"But, I have already served my lunch on the table. I have no chance to do it again." Xiao Cui lied.

As the person on the other end of the line only had her words, he believed her without a doubt.

"What about this morning?"

Xiao Cui's hand tightened around the phone from nervousness. She tried to speak normally, hiding her nerves.

"In the morning, I put it in the white rice porridge, but... Madam only ate the fried dough sticks and milk. She did not touch the white rice porridge at all."