"Mr. Zhang Sr.'s birthday celebration had so many people present, how could I have had the chance to add something to his food?"
Su Fanxing retorted, casually fiddling with the packet of powder in her hand, her gaze, however, was exceptionally cold.
This Ji Huan, his heart really is dark.
"I don't care about that, Su Fanxing, you listen well—if you want your foster parents to live, you must do as I say, otherwise, you should know the consequences without me having to emphasize further,"
Ji Huan seemed a bit displeased, and after saying that, he hung up the phone directly.
Looking at the black screen of the phone, Su Fanxing turned around, looked up at the owner of the shadow as if she hadn't seen Lin Tianyu's expression, shrugged helplessly, and placed the item from her hand into Lin Tianyu's.
Signaling Lin Tianyu to take care of it.
Grasping the packet of powder tightly in his hand, the chill emanating from Lin Tianyu made Su Fanxing shiver.