"Can't we send him away? He's born bad. Back when we were kids, Loo Jinyang fell into the water and almost lost his life—barely saved. That day was his birthday, he was gone for just a few minutes before the incident happened, remember? None of us managed to rush up front, we just followed the crowd running without knowing what was happening. Later, Uncle Loo had all the drinks collected, and nobody came out to calm the situation, so everyone thought the Loo Family was driving guests away, and many people left. Later it got around somehow that a guest had poisoned the drinks."
Nan Jiaojiao leaned over, resting her chin on Bo Yanching's shoulder. He glanced back at her, tilting his body slightly backward to make it easier for her to rest her hand on him.
He said, "That did happen, but it all came to nothing in the end."
Lu Zhenzhen asked, "Was there really poisoning?"
