"There's no need, Third Aunt. You should wait here. What if Wu wakes up and comes to look for you?"
Xu Linyuan quickly said, "Alright, I'm going to prepare another bowl. It won't take long."
With that, he ran downstairs.
Looking at his back as he ran away, a trace of ruthlessness flashed across Xu Jiao's eyes.
She was wondering if it was a coincidence or if they had discovered something.
She thought that since she had done it so meticulously, it shouldn't be so easy for others to find out. Perhaps Xu Wu was really not destined to die.
She clenched her fists tightly and did not even notice that her fingertips had dug into her palms. The viciousness in her heart grew crazily like a vine, devouring all the rationality she had left.
No, no matter what, Xu Wu could not be allowed to live. Xu Jiao would never let anyone take her place. Even if Xu Wu was the biological daughter of the Xu family, so what? Since they adopted Xu Jiao, they had to be responsible to the end.
