Where there was something unusual, there had to be something fishy going on.
Ji the Old Madam was no meek, law-abiding sort.
Yan Xianjue thought it over and decided that she was either setting someone up or on her way to setting someone up.
He recalled this part of the plot.
Although the Ji Household's birthday banquet had been plagued by twists and turns from beginning to end,
it had not implicated anyone from the Yan Household.
He swiftly set his mind at ease.
"Forget it. Let's not talk about her."
He asked Shen Fangli, "Among the people attending the banquet, is there anyone you have a particularly bad relationship with?"
Shen Fangli realized that he wanted to work backward from the closeness of her relationships and see whether they could identify the culprit.
She said helplessly, "Everyone's a fake friend. What good or bad relationships are there?"
When attending the same banquet, even people who had barely met could act all affectionate and close.
By the same logic, it was perfectly normal for someone to stab you in the back.
But if someone disliked her enough to drug her, they probably hated her, right?
"Is that so?"
After hearing her answer, Yan Xianjue asked lightly.
At the same time, his fingers tapped rhythmically against the sofa.
Zhou Ye casually twisted open a bottle of water and gulped down half of it.
Before leaving, the family doctor had specifically instructed him to drink more water.
This time, he really was innocent.
He had taken the initiative to greet Shen Fangli when he saw her.
It was only because he truly disliked that member of the Ji Household whom his uncle had brought him to meet.
Yet the man had kept babbling on and on.
After waiting forever, Shen Fangli