Lan Xiao was furious. His eyes were bloodshot.
A towering rage gradually rose in her heart.
If the Tiger didn't show its might, did it really think she was a sick cat?
Mrs. Song saw Lan Xiao in a daze with a glass of juice in her hand.
She couldn't help but feel a little nervous. She urged in a low voice, " "LAN Yingluo, what's wrong with you? Hurry up and taste this fruit juice, I think it's delicious."
Lan Xiao raised his eyes and glanced at Madam song coldly.
Mrs. Song was taken aback. She had a bad feeling about this.
Lan Xiao's lips curled up slightly and he smiled coldly.
She stood up with the glass of juice in her hand and walked toward Mrs. Song.
Mrs. Song, I think you should drink this glass of fruit juice. I really can't take it. I hope Mrs. Song won't force me to do anything.
Mrs. Song pursed her lips and a look of disbelief flashed across her eyes.
She was very secretive when she drugged him.
