Ye Qinfen was hiding by the window upstairs, from where she happened to be able to see Lin Zhuo's position. Half of the table was exposed outside the parasol, but Lin Zhuo did not touch the cup of black tea that she brought him.
Ye Qinfen began to bite her nails. She was thinking: If Lin Zhuo doesn't drink it, where should I put the medicine?
Food? But it's not easy to do it with the chef and Uncle Ying watching, and if she's not careful, she might get into trouble; What about alcohol? Lin Zhuo never drinks at home, he drinks by himself.
What should I do? Ye Qinfen was a little anxious. She couldn't wait to leave here. She was afraid that she would go crazy because of the nightmare in a few days.
Lin Zhuo kept calling her in his dreams every day, calling her in various ways and appearances, but she couldn't wake up. Even when she realized that she was dreaming, she couldn't wake up until the next day when she was awakened, and her mental state was very unstable.
At this moment, Uncle Ying appeared in Ye Qinfen's sight, holding a plate. He seemed to have brought afternoon tea snacks to Lin Zhuo.
Uncle Ying put down his things and left. Ye Qinfen squinted her eyes and observed carefully, and found that Uncle Ying seemed to have brought Lin Zhuo some sweet macarons.
After eating such greasy food, Lin Zhuo would definitely drink tea to relieve the greasiness.
Sure enough, Ye Qinfen continued to stare for a while, and after Lin Zhuo ate a macaron, he picked up the teacup that was exposed outside.
It was the cup I made! Ye Qinfen was so excited that she pressed her whole body against the window glass. If someone looked from outside, they would see her clinging to the glass like a New Year picture, which was terrifying.
After seeing Lin Zhuo finish the cup of tea, Ye Qinfen could hardly suppress her joy. She returned to her room with an exaggerated smile and satisfaction.
The first step has been taken, now she just needs to complete the remaining two steps!
Ye Qinfen returned to the house, took out the bottle of pink medicine, and weighed it in her hand: The remaining amount should be enough for two times.
She had completely forgotten what Ye Linfeng said about just a few drops, and was only thinking about whether the more she put in, the better the effect would be.
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"She's gone?" Lin Zhuo put down the teacup and casually flipped through the magazine on his lap.
"Yeah!" 0617, who was monitoring Ye Qinfen, nodded.
Lin Zhuo picked up the cup of black tea brought by Ye Qinfen from the other side of the table. He had just exchanged it in the shadow area with the help of Uncle Ying's body. The cup he drank before was also brought by Uncle Ying.
Lin Zhuo looked at the two identical cups and smiled. You can't blame me, Ms. Ye. Who said that there are only a few identical cups in the house?
Lin Zhuo stood up from the recliner. His legs would be sore if he continued lying down. He also had some unfinished business to deal with, so he had to work overtime.
"Next time, you have to ask your boss to give me a raise." Lin Zhuo complained to 0617 in his heart.
0617 didn't dare to say a word. It had just spent almost all the points given to its host not long ago. If the host got to know about this, it would be afraid that its life would be in danger.
Seeing that 0617 didn't reply, Lin Zhuo was puzzled. Doesn't Xiaoqi usually talk a lot? Why is he so quiet now?
"Why aren't you talking? Are you leveling up again?" Lin Zhuo asked.
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