Chu Qingge just smiled and looked at her without speaking.
Yan Liuyue was so angry that she rushed over, grabbed her by the skirt of her clothes, and picked her up.
"Tell me! Was it you who poisoned me? Tell me quickly!"
"Why did I poison her? I haven't touched her since I came in."
Although Chu Qingge said this, the sarcastic smile on her lips made it clear to Yan Liuyue that she was definitely responsible for the poison!
"Witch! You are so vicious!"
But she didn't know how she was poisoned?
She has indeed never touched Chu Weiyun, and has no chance at all.
So when was this poison administered? How was it administered?
This is simply too weird!
"Antidote!" Yan Liuyue can't control anything now. The most important thing is to save Chu Weiyun.
Chu Qingge lowered her eyes, looked at her hand holding his clothes, and her smile became colder: "Guess whether I will give it to you?"
"You!" Yan Liuyue's chest felt tight.
Raising her hand, she was so angry that she landed a palm on Chu Qingge's heart.
Chu Qingge was hit on the chair with a thud, her whole body was limp.
When he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood came out, staining his clothes red.
"Hurry up and hand over the antidote!" Yan Liuyue stood in front of her and raised her hand again.
Chu Qingge still sneered: "There is no... antidote."
"you!"
"Ruined her... face, Aunt Yue, Aunt Yue..."
Chu Weiyun was still twitching on the bed, but her hatred for Chu Qingge's face was stronger than any other emotion.
She lay on the bedside, vomiting black blood, and gritted her teeth and said: "Ruined her... face, Yue... Aunt... ruined... her... face! Ruined... um!"
There was a surge of blood in his chest, and when he opened his mouth, another mouthful of black blood spurted out.
Yan Liuyue immediately went over and supported her: "Yun'er, stop talking! Doctor Xue, come and see her!"
But Chu Weiyun pulled her sleeves hard and used her last strength: "Destroy her, destroy her!"
"Yun'er..."
"Destroy her! Otherwise, I...I will die in front of you...!"
She hates Chu Qingge so much that she would rather take her own life!
If this bitch doesn't die, there's no point in her life!
She must let Chu Qingge die! No! She wants to ruin Chu Qingge’s face! She wants this bitch to feel even worse alive than dead!
"Destroy her, destroy her!"
Yan Liuyue turned around and looked at Chu Qingge who was lying on the chair.
Chu Qingge was also looking at Yan Liuyue, with an indifferent face and cold eyes, showing no trace of emotion.
How vicious can a person be, and how ignorant can he be?
Some people, perhaps, don't deserve forgiveness at all.
She tightened her fingers, held on to the chair, and slowly climbed up.
"Aunt Yue, Aunt Yue..." Chu Weiyun glared at the woman who was sitting sideways on the chair and looking at her with a faint smile.
She hates it!
This bitch, why can she still laugh when she is about to die?
She felt a sharp pain in her heart with hatred, and when she opened her mouth, another mouthful of blood came out!
Yan Liuyue took a deep breath, turned around suddenly, and walked towards Chu Qingge.
His long fingers tightened, and a short knife appeared in his hand. The tip of the knife was facing Chu Qingge's flowery face.
"I once thought about... letting you go."
Chu Qingge was not afraid at all, but was a little disappointed.
"But, you... are not worth it."
No one knew what she meant. Yan Liuyue's knife tip was about to touch her face.
But the scene Chu Weiyun wanted to see didn't appear at all.
She gritted her teeth and roared hoarsely: "Bitch, you... you don't have to pretend, I know you are afraid! Aunt Yue, destroy her, destroy... her!"
