Su Wantang spent three years, using the sharpest kitchen knife and the gentlest dessert, to send Fu Shiyan to prison. He knelt at her feet and pulled at the hem of her skirt and asked why. She smiled and tore up the pregnancy test form, and the pieces fell into the soup bowl in front of him - it was his favorite Mrs. Song's fish soup, added with the juice of the heartbroken grass, but it only poisoned the last of his innocence. But she didn't know that the frozen embryo petri dish hidden in the refrigerator by Shen Nian, the anonymous report letter in Lu Jingchuan's printer, and even the mold-covered casserole in Zhou Ruoyun's basement were all waiting to overturn the entire dining table with the next dish.
