Everyone who followed him could testify that only Su Zi's lips could enter Fu Linxi's mouth.
"You won't doubt me!" Su Zi could feel everyone's strange looks.
Fu Linxi looked at the doctor in front of her indifferently, "Can it be cured?"
"Yes! Just give you the antidote!"
"Yeah!" Fu Linxi said coldly and didn't pursue it further.
His face was pale and bloodless, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
He lay on the bed and closed his eyes weakly.
The surroundings became deserted and quiet.
Until the door, several luxury cars slowly drove in, and the atmosphere in the entire manor became more tense.
Mrs. Fu came over as soon as she knew the news.
The quiet living room sounded, the sound of neat high heels.
As soon as Su Zi came downstairs, his eyes met Mrs. Fu's eyes.
Mrs. Fu stepped forward and slapped her in the face, "Trash!"
Su Zi froze completely.
"I thought you were here to celebrate, but now you are not only unable to have a child, but you also poisoned my son to death?"
Su Zi sneered blankly, "I poisoned you?"
It's as if the whole story has returned to the rhythm before the rebirth.
Could it be that this time, he died unjustly again?
Her heart was pounding, and she emphasized herself unwillingly, "I didn't poison!"
"Snapped!"
Mrs. Fu slapped her again and again, "What qualifications do you have to talk back to me when I speak?"
The condescending aura seemed to eat Su Zi to death.
"I'm warning you, if anything happens to my son, I will never let you go!"
Mrs. Fu walked past her angrily and hurried upstairs.
Su Zi, who was standing there, vaguely felt that her cheeks were about to become crippled.
The painful slap marks, with a hint of pain.
She obviously did nothing and everyone blamed her.
She is so humble that she even feels ridiculous.
In the Fu family, no one seemed to care whether she was living well or not. They only cared about whether she, as the young mistress of the Fu family, could have children and whether she could bring good luck.
"Auntie! I just came over after filming a commercial. Are you upstairs?"
Miss Hua wore a white dress and walked elegantly from the door.
She noticed Su Zi in the living room, but turned a blind eye and walked upstairs.
"Stop!" Su Zi said coldly as the hostess.
Miss Hua stopped, turned around, glanced at Su Zi with disdain, and continued walking upstairs haughtily.
"Who are you? Who allowed you to go upstairs without my permission?" Su Zi roared.
She was unconvinced.
Why do you say she is still Fu Linxi's wife? And this woman let her in so blatantly?
Miss Hua was too lazy to pay attention and continued walking upstairs.
Before reaching the stairs, Mrs. Fu came out and looked at Su Zi sternly, "This is my home, listen to me!"
This powerful sentence confirmed that Su Zi had no status in the Fu family.
The old lady took Miss Hua into Fu Linxi's bedroom in front of Su Zi.
At that moment, Su Zi felt that the air was dirty.
She sat quietly on the sofa, and the ticking sound of an antique clock sounded behind her.
Every minute and every second that passes is suffering.
She has never cared about the position of Mrs. Fu, but now she cares about it so much.
She complained every day about how bad it was to marry Fu Linxi, but now she found that even if it was not good, she would not tolerate anyone's interference.