Chapter 144: I Can Teach You Later
Holding Xixi’s delicate little hand, Su Yu took her seat beside Jiang Ziling, exchanging a knowing glance that contained not only mutual trust but also a determination to weather the storms from the outside world together.
Having witnessed this, Jiang Xunzhong felt the heavy stone in his heart quietly settle; he knew that if Su Yu were truly provoked, she would not hesitate to flip the table and walk away.
Just as Jiang Xunzhong was about to announce the official start of the dinner and encourage everyone to relax and enjoy the feast, Su Yu suddenly spoke up and stopped the guests who were about to pick up their chopsticks.
She quietly removed the silver hairpin tucked in her hair, carefully wiped it a few times, and then calmly dipped it into each of the appetizing dishes in turn, performing a rather eye-catching "poison-testing ritual."
This action caused the expressions on everyone’s faces to freeze instantly, and a subtle yet heavy atmosphere quietly permeated the room.
Such an overt demonstration of suspicion and defense was undoubtedly a public slap in the face to Lady Zhao, causing her to lose all her dignity.
With her tone neither warm nor fiery, Su Yu explained calmly and firmly, "In these turbulent times, it never hurts to be extra cautious. Especially towards my mother-in-law, with whom I have always had a grudge, and who now, shortly after the painful loss of her beloved son, hastens to put on such a lavish banquet—don’t you find it a bit strange?"
As soon as these words were uttered, everyone’s thoughts were stirred up like a tempest sweeping them off their original course, and upon closer consideration, they found Su Yu’s words to be not without reason.
Lady Zhao’s lips parted as if she had a thousand words to say, yet in the end, she only pressed her lips tightly together, swallowing back the retort that was on the verge of bursting forth.
Su Yu’s mouth curled into a casually indifferent smile, but her eyes were as sharp as a hawk’s, locking onto Lady Zhao with bone-chilling coldness in her voice, "Who can guarantee that she bears no resentment? If she truly wished us to join her prematurely deceased son in the afterlife, it would not be an impossibility."
This statement, like a thunderbolt, shocked everyone present, and the originally relaxed and cheerful atmosphere disappeared in an instant.