The waiter was taken aback by the question.
Instinctively, he glanced at Ren Yaxue.
Ren Yaxue said cheerily, "Sister Qin Wan, I don't want meat. I'll take the bowl with more soup, and this one is for you."
As she spoke, she picked up the bowl with more meat and handed it to Qin Wan.
The waiter frowned slightly at her actions.
But he remained silent.
Ren Yaxue placed the bowl with more meat in front of Qin Wan and put the bowl with less meat in front of herself.
The waiter left the private room, but she didn't notice him.
She just stared at her soup, puzzled, recalling that when she was in the kitchen earlier, her bowl seemed to have only one piece of meat.
How had it turned into three pieces now?
Perhaps she hadn't seen clearly earlier.
However, the bowl with more meat was the one she had poisoned, of that she was certain.
Thinking that as soon as Qin Wan drank this soup, she would receive a million dollars,
