Song Qiao's tone shifted so rapidly that Zhang Jiashu, who was about to smile and thank him, found her expression changing drastically to one of extreme displeasure the next second.
Her heart seethed with anger, and she immediately retaliated with harsh words.
"Mr. Song, although I've heard your name before.
"But this should be our first meeting, right?
"Meeting for the first time and maliciously speculating about someone without reason, are all you Chinese people this disrespectful!"
Hearing Zhang Jiashu's taunts, Song Qiao couldn't help but click his tongue in annoyance.
He hadn't expected his carelessness to cast a shadow on his country.
He sneered and placed the coffee cup back onto the tray that Zhang Jiashu was holding with both hands.
"I respect those who have upright character, are positive, and are both talented and beautiful, just like myself."
"Not some slut who secretly poisons others!"
Observing the two locked in a verbal battle, Madam Shen's expression was complex.
She didn't know whom to believe at that moment, so she watched from the sidelines, saying nothing more.
Zhang Jiashu was clearly infuriated by Song Qiao, almost to the point of exploding.
She slammed the tray she was holding onto the table.
Meeting Song Qiao's gaze, she sternly demanded, "What do you mean by that!"
"What I mean is, even if you're not as upright as me, or as..."
"I still wouldn't look down on you, but then again..."
Song Qiao stepped forward, sneering, "Although the poison you used is colorless and odorless, capable of fooling many."
"But don't forget, I am a martial artist!"
"A martial artist's five senses are very keen."
"Indeed, the poison you used is exquisite, even I couldn't detect anything amiss."
"But little girl, we have an old saying in China: 'Walls have ears'!"
"Could it be!" Zhang Jiashu's body jolted violently, clearly recalling something.
Song Qiao smiled and nodded. "You're afraid I could detect something from the coffee."
"So you were extra careful in your choice of poison, but you neglected other aspects."
"Your phone call to consult just now, I heard it clearly!"
Saying this, Song Qiao cornered Zhang Jiashu against the wall and pointed at the wall behind her, continuing,
"You were too confident in the soundproofing of this villa."
"It was this wall that made you relax your guard against me!"
Zhang Jiashu looked at Song Qiao before her, her face showing terror.
"You! You're spouting nonsense!"
"This is the first time we've met, why would I poison you? What's the motive?"
Madam Shen was also quite curious about this question. Although Song Qiao said he heard Zhang Jiashu's consultation call next door.
It was only heard by him.
In other words, if he wanted to, he could easily fabricate such a story.
Only those with a close relationship would choose to believe him.
Although Madam Shen believed Song Qiao, she was also curious why Zhang Jiashu would poison him.
If the Zhang family really intended to do this, wouldn't they target her instead?
Hearing Zhang Jiashu inquire about the motive, Song Qiao couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"It seems you still doubt my words, you really haven't seen much of the world!"
"If you had just a little more contact with martial artists, you wouldn't be so stubborn at this point."
"Fine, fine. Since you're still playing dumb, I'll make you understand before you die!"
Song Qiao took a bottle of unopened water from the refrigerator, confirmed it was not poisoned, and moistened his throat.
Then he vividly narrated Zhang Jiashu's motive for poisoning.
"Your motive was already made very clear in your phone call just now."
"Madam Shen's situation hasn't progressed, and you heard that a handsome young man is close to her."
"So you intended to poison him, with the antidote in your hands, thereby gaining leverage over Madam Shen."
"If Madam Shen wants to save that handsome young man, she'll have to obey your every command!"
What?
"You! Are you implying?"
Zhang Jiashu was immediately flustered, her eyes filled with terror as she looked at Song Qiao.
It was as if she was looking at a monster.
Zhang Jiashu was sent by the Zhang family to monitor Madam Shen, and many things she couldn't decide on her own.
So before making any decisions, she needed to call back to the Zhang family for their opinion.
But she remembered clearly that she had intentionally lowered her voice during the phone call.
Unexpectedly, Song Qiao still managed to eavesdrop!
By now, Madam Shen had also understood the whole situation.
With a bang!
She slammed the coffee table in front of her, stood up, walked to Zhang Jiashu, and reprimanded her sternly.
"Zhang Jiashu! What is the meaning of this?"
"The Zhang family sent you to monitor me, and I only treated you as someone acting under the Zhang family's orders. I never made things difficult for you."
"But I never expected you to have such malicious intentions!"
Seeing that she had been exposed and had no room to retort,
Zhang Jiashu stopped pretending and retorted furiously at Madam Shen,
"I'm doing this for your own good! You should be well aware of the Zhang family's objective."
"If you continue to resist the Zhang family as you always have, it will only lead to a dead end!"
"Heh... for my own good?" Madam Shen let out a cold laugh upon hearing this.
Suddenly, she raised her hand and slapped Zhang Jiashu across the face!
With a crisp sound!
Followed by Zhang Jiashu's cry of pain.
After the slap, a bright red palm print quickly appeared on half of her face!
Her cheek instantly swelled by half a circle.
On the red and swollen half-moon face, Madam Shen's five fingers were clearly visible!
Zhang Jiashu raised her hand to cover her cheek, her eyes fixed on Madam Shen, filled with surging fury.
"You b*tch! You dare to hit me? I'll scratch you to death, aaaaaah!"
Zhang Jiashu seemed to have been pampered her whole life and couldn't endure such humiliation.
Shouting, she lunged forward, intending to scratch Madam Shen's face!
However, Madam Shen's strike was swift, precise, and ruthless.
The moment Zhang Jiashu charged forward, she raised her hand and slapped the other side of her cheek!
Hiss~!
Even Song Qiao, watching from the side, couldn't help but gasp.
Zhang Jiashu had been slapped twice in succession.
Not only was her face swollen and red, but her head was also reeling from the impact.
She knew she was no match for Madam Shen, and Song Qiao was also present.
So Zhang Jiashu gritted her teeth fiercely and could only swallow her humiliation for the time being.
Staring intently at Madam Shen, she threatened fiercely, "You just wait!"
As soon as the words fell, Zhang Jiashu fled as if escaping.