Chapter 1095

1095 That sweet and sour pork ribs is poisonous

Old Mr. Wen’s eyes widened and he glared at Lan Xiao angrily.

“What are you looking at? the dishes are already here, why aren’t you eating? You’re not eating, but you’re whispering into Mu Chu’s ear. Are you going to tell on me to my grandson?”

Lan Xiao’s mouth twitched and he was speechless.

This old man, couldn’t he be gentler when he spoke to her?

He was always so fierce, it was so annoying.

Lan Xiao touched his nose, picked up his chopsticks, and started to pick up some food.

Wen Muchu smiled helplessly and glanced at old Mr. Wen.

“Let’s eat, Yingluo”

Old Mr. Wen’s expression changed immediately and he smiled kindly at Wen Muchu.

He personally picked up some sweet and sour ribs and placed them on Wen Muchu’s plate.

“Try this sweet and sour pork ribs. I asked the kitchen to prepare it for you. I know you like to eat Yingluo, so why don’t you try it?”

Lan Xiao glanced at it with interest.

Wen Muchu took a look and smiled. He then picked up the sweet and sour pork ribs and placed it on Lan Xiao’s plate.

“You eat the Kasaya first.”

Lan Xiao’s eyes brightened as he flashed a bright smile at Wen Muchu.

She knew that whenever there was something good, she would be the first person her Chuchu would think of.

Lan Xiao picked up the sweet and sour pork ribs and smiled at old Mr. Wen smugly.

Old Mr. Wen’s face darkened in anger and he gritted his teeth.

Out of sight, out of mind. He didn’t want to see her smug smile.

This little girl was definitely trying to make him angry.

Just as Lan Xiao was about to put it in his mouth.

Suddenly, Ye Yan, who had not appeared for a long time, said, [ don’t eat it. The sweet and sour ribs have been poisoned. ]

What? Lan Xiao was shocked. His chopsticks trembled and the sweet and sour pork ribs fell on the table.

Old Mr. Wen was infuriated to see her wasting food.

He immediately slammed the table, ” “You little girl, what do you mean by this? If you’re not eating, why are you snatching it from Mu Chu? That’s what he loves to eat, Yingying.”

Lan Xiao’s face turned pale as he grabbed Wen Muchu’s hand.

Wen Muchu noticed her unusual behavior and frowned slightly, ” “What’s wrong?”

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Lan Xiao’s forehead. She didn’t dare to publicize this matter, for fear that it would cause old Mr. Wen to be even more displeased.

She couldn’t just say it out loud. Otherwise, the people in the presidential palace would probably think that she was deliberately looking for trouble.

Moreover, if he exposed it, he was afraid that he would alert the enemy.

Lan Xiao pondered for a while before pinching the back of Wen Muchu’s hand.

She said in a low voice,”Chuchu, there’s something wrong with this sweet and sour pork ribs, wuwuwu.”

Wen Muchu’s expression changed and his eyes turned gloomy.

Chuchu, let’s not talk about Zhang Qianqian for now. Lan Xiao shook his hand.

Wen Muchu nodded at her before he stood up and walked to Wen zhihuai’s side. He then whispered a few words into his ear.

A cold glint flashed across Wen zhihuai’s eyes as he glanced at the sweet and sour pork ribs.

He turned his head and nodded at Wen Muchu.

Wen Muchu returned to his original position and Wen zhihuai beckoned for seventh uncle to get close to him.

Seventh uncle then walked towards old Mr. Wen.

When old Mr. Wen found out that the sweet and sour pork ribs might be poisonous ...

His face was full of shock. He had never thought that someone would actually poison him in front of so many people.

Furthermore, he had poisoned the President’s House.

Could it be that this person’s abilities were Almost Heaven-defying?

Unless there was a possibility that the person was the mole.

Old Mr. Wen suppressed the shock in his heart and glanced at Wen Muchu with lingering fear.

This sweet and sour pork ribs was specially prepared for his grandson.

In that case, this person’s target must be Wen Muchu?

Were they trying to poison the president’s son?

Or, is it related to the fight for the future president’s position?

The more old Mr. Wen thought about it, the more shocked he became.

After that, none of them touched the sweet and sour pork ribs again.

They also didn’t touch the other dishes.

No one could be sure if the other dishes had been poisoned.

...

However, Lan Xiao had deliberately picked up other dishes for Ye Yan to identify.

Ye Yan finally came to a conclusion, [ only that sweet and sour pork ribs is poisonous, the rest of the dishes are not poisoned. [ it seems that this person’s target is Wen Muchu. ]

Lan Xiao clenched his fists and his heart was filled with anger.

Who was it that was so sinister and sinister, to actually be so audacious to use such a method to harm Wen Muchu?

Don’t let her find out who it was, or else she’ll take that person’s dog life.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Originally, Lan Xiao didn’t plan to spend the night in the presidential palace.

However, she suddenly changed her mind. She wanted to stay here and find the mole behind the scenes.

Lan Xiao tugged on Wen Muchu’s sleeve and suggested in a low voice, ” “Chuchu, we won’t be going back tonight. Let’s stay at the presidential palace. I think there should be a place for us to stay here, Yingluo.”

Wen Muchu’s eyes flickered and he naturally guessed Lan Xiao’s intention.

He pursed his lips and nodded before asking old Mr. Wen.

“Lan Xiao and I are planning to stay for the night. Is there a place for us to stay?”

...

Old Mr. Wen’s eyes flashed with joy and he hurriedly nodded. “Yes, naturally there is. When I found out about your identity, I’ve already had all the rooms on the third floor cleaned up for you.”

Wen zhihuai looked at Wen Muchu and Lan Xiao hesitantly.

He could vaguely guess that the reason why they stayed overnight was probably to find the person who had poisoned them.

In the end, he didn’t stop her.

In the end, they would still have to face all sorts of difficulties and dangers.

Old Mr. Wen personally brought Wen Muchu and Lan Xiao to the third floor to look at the rooms.

Wen zhihuai then asked seventh uncle to get a doctor over.

He announced to the public that he was not feeling well and asked the doctor to come and take a look.

In fact, he wanted the doctor to test if the sweet and sour pork ribs were poisoned.

Seventh uncle brought the doctor in, and it took about half an hour.

In the end, he confirmed that the sweet and sour pork ribs had indeed been poisoned.

This kind of poison would not be fatal quickly.

It would have an incubation period, but when the symptoms appeared, the human organs would slowly fail.

In the end, the man died. The doctor could only conclude that it was a windpipe failure caused by an illness.

When Wen zhihuai heard this report, his face was extremely dark.

Who would have thought that someone would be so bold as to extend their hands into the presidential palace?

What were they doing?

Was he going to destroy his only son, the only bloodline of the Wen family?

Old Mr. Wen made arrangements for Wen Muchu and LAN Xin’s living quarters and walked over to Wen zhihuai’s with his walking stick.

Seventh uncle immediately told old Mr. Wen the results of the test.

Old Mr. Wen was infuriated and shocked.

If they had not discovered that the sweet and sour pork ribs were poisonous, wouldn’t the first victim be Wen Muchu?

They were really trying to destroy the Wen family’s bloodline.

“Investigate, continue to investigate. I want to see what these people are up to. Are they really trying to destroy the Wen family’s bloodline?” Old Mr. Wen held onto his walking stick and knocked it against the floor.