Candy had never expected that his dear uncle had anticipated his plan long ago.
It made sense.
Although the old bastard had always been dissatisfied with him, everything Candy knew had come from his uncle.
Unfortunately, the old bastard was far too hard to kill.
If Lü Lin had managed to kill him two months ago...
Candy would never have had to work with that idiot, Fula.
The doses he gave him each time were so small that he hadn't poisoned the old bastard to death even after two months.
It was too late to say anything now. Thinking of the old bastard's methods of torture, Candy finally began to feel afraid.
"I want to see my uncle! Someone framed me! I didn't do any of those things! I want to see my uncle!"
"You bastard! I want to see my uncle! Let me out!"
"Ah! Uncle, it's Candy! I've been framed!"
The guests who left the Winery Estate late could faintly hear Candy's cries for help.
But they all acted as though they had heard nothing and quickly disappeared from the Winery Estate.
As for Candy's cries for help, those soon stopped too.
After the banquet, the entire Winery Estate was steeped in the stale smell of alcohol.
Qi Fanling had yet to adjust to the time difference, alternating between sleepiness and bursts of energy.
Before the guests had even left, she was yawning nonstop. Bo Lin carried her back to her bedroom, where she quickly fell asleep.
Bo Lin gently closed Qi Fanling's door.
"Is she asleep?" Hua Jian asked.
"Yes," Bo Lin said.
Looking a little tired, Hua Jian drew Bo Lin into his arms.
Bo Lin let him hold him. Only after a long while did Hua Jian slowly ask, "Do you think Zhang Xiaoran