Chapter 774
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The old man's gaze remained fixed outside the window as if he were in a trance.
His weathered face resembled a withered and decaying branch. His eyes were like dead ashes, devoid of any vigor.
He was probably really old. It was as if he would die the next moment.
Mu Wanrou guessed that, given his situation, he would only have a few more years to live before the candle of life was extinguished.
There were still good medicines to cure a person's illness.
Alas, there was no cure for his illness.
Mu Wanrou pursed her lips tightly. With trembling hands, she picked up the medicine bowl and took a deep breath before walking to the old man.
Sodium nitrite, a slow-acting poison.
Mu Lianjue had ordered her to add 0.1 grams of it to the old man's medicine bowl every day. It would not be fatal immediately, but long-term consumption would lead to death within a month.
As long as the old man was alive, Mu Lianjue would not be able to execute his plan with power in his hands.
Hence, her priority was to poison the old man to death.
This old man, who treated her as his own and loved her dearly, whom she had always called grandpa.
There was still a shred of conscience in her heart that was struggling.
Mu Wanrou had the urge to smash the medicine bowl on the floor several times.
It was not that she did not have feelings for the old man.
If he had not brought her back to the Mu family and doted on her like a princess, she would not even know how miserable she would have been in this life.
She was the one who had lied to him about everything. She was clearly not Mu Qingcheng's daughter, yet she had shamelessly possessed everything. Be it food or clothing, she had not skimped on anything Mu Yazhe had.
In fact, she had received more love from him than Mu Yazhe.
Without a doubt, the old man was the only person in the world who trusted and loved her unconditionally.
Fifteen years of feelings could not win against benefits, after all?
Mu Wanrou's hands could not help but tremble. She kept weighing the pros and cons in her heart, but she could not make up her mind.
A human's heart was made of flesh. She was not a cold person, after all.
Every time she thought of how much the old man doted on her and how she had poisoned her closest kin …
The bowl of medicine in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
Mu Wanrou hesitated and put the bowl back on the table. She took a deep breath, but she couldn't calm her thundering heartbeat.
Mu Lianjue's cold and mellow voice seemed to threaten her. "How can I carry out my grand plan if that old fart doesn't die?"
"If he doesn't die, you won't be able to keep your position either. If you don't dare to make a move because of his love for you, what will he think when your identity is exposed sooner or later? The adopted daughter that he painstakingly raised and doted on for fifteen years turned out to be a fake. Guess what will happen when he flies into a rage out of shame? "
"He will definitely kill you!"
…
Mu Wanrou was suddenly frightened. Her eyes widened, and her entire body trembled uncontrollably due to extreme fear.
If Mu Sheng knew that her identity was fake, that she was not Mu Qingcheng's biological daughter, and that she had been using this identity for fifteen years, would he fly into a rage out of humiliation and really …
Kill them all?
No way!
She didn't want to die!
"Don't think that Mu Sheng is old now. When he was younger, he was a ruthless figure in the business and political world. How much bloodshed did he cause?"
Mu Lianjue's frightening words still echoed in her ears.
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