Wen Congyuan clenched his fists and suppressed his anger. "What is your attitude?"
Su Qiao stood firm, with an arrogant look on his face. "Oh, with this attitude, why don't you accept it?"
"Come here if you don't accept it!" Let's see who suffers.
Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Old Madam Wen quickly ran out of the kitchen, grabbed his son's hand tightly, and winked at him anxiously.
"Xiao Yuan, Xiao Qiao She hasn't gone shopping for a long time. It's starting to get hot today. It's normal to buy some summer clothes."
Looking at the arrogant and proud Su Qiao, Wen Congyuan suddenly thought of the scene last night.
The dull pain on his body also reminded him that the Su Qiao now was no longer the Su Qiao he had beaten and scolded before!
Moreover, there was one thing that he cared about very much.
He had quite a few bruises on his body, especially on his back.
But the strange thing is that there are no scars on the exposed parts of the face, neck, hands and feet.
He felt that she did it on purpose.
If this was the case, then her thoughts were not as simple as he thought before.
"Don't forget to tell me next time you go out, so I won't worry."
Wen Congyuan decided to observe secretly for a while.
This was also a decision he made after thinking about it for a day.
He loosened his grip, adjusted the glasses on his nose, and walked towards the dinner table.
When passing by Su Qiao, his expression was unusually gentle. "Let's eat! You should be hungry after shopping for a long time."
[Host, something is wrong. After suffering such a big loss yesterday, there is no way he can be so nice to you today.]
"He is such a volatile pervert. Didn't he seem to be very good one moment, and then act like a violent murderer the next?"
Of course, Su Qiao couldn't really believe that he would do nothing to fight back.
It happened that Su Qiao was also hungry, so he went back to the room, put down his bag, washed his hands, and sat down at the dining table as if Overlord.
Old Madam Wen smiled and served her a bowl of chicken soup, "Here, let's have a bowl of chicken soup first. I stewed the chicken for two hours today."
"This woman should drink more soup so that her skin and complexion will be better."
Su Qiao was suspicious, glanced at the man opposite who was eating without raising his head, and took the soup.
He scooped a mouthful of it into his mouth with a spoon.
Su Qiao A cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Xiao Si, you were right, this guy actually drugged me."
There are Diphenhydramine drugs in this soup.
Diphenhydramine can pass through the blood-brain barrier and cause general weakness, drowsiness, headache, dizziness, etc.
After taking it, people will not faint, but it will make their limbs weak.
For example, some cold medicines, such as white and black black tablets, contain this ingredient.
As expected of someone who is engaged in chemical analysis, he even knows this.
Su Qiao took a sip and stopped drinking. Wen Congyuan raised his head casually and asked naturally, "Not to your taste?"
"It's okay." Su Qiao glanced at him and drank the soup in the bowl.
Then, he pretended not to know anything, ate half a bowl of rice and a lot of vegetables, then wiped his mouth and stood up.
Wen Congyuan frowned slightly and stood up. "Why do you only eat so much?"
"I'm full."
"I'm tired. I want to sleep. Don't disturb me."
Su Qiao finished the answer lukewarmly and closed the door with a bang.
After entering the house, Su Qiao immediately gave himself an injection to induce vomiting.
Outside the door, Wen Congyuan was about to go back to the room to get the rope, but the old lady held him back anxiously. "Xiao Yuan, let's forget it?"
She didn't know what was going on, but her chest was beating faster and faster. She was feeling flustered, and she always felt that something was going to happen.
Wen Congyuan pushed her away with a sinister look on his face.