The corners of expensive lace skirts were fringed, and the sound of high-heeled shoes echoed in the promenade.

Back in the living room, Situ picked up the black tea he had just refilled and sipped slowly.

"What about Miss Situ's patient?"

The doctor's parents were heartbroken. Seeing that she was not in a hurry, Sean couldn't help but say.

"Don't worry, he's not dead yet."

This indifferent tone really has the appearance of a arrogant aristocrat.

Putting down the gold silk porcelain teacup in his hand, Situ said seriously,

"I need something in your hand."

Sean was puzzled, "Only according to Miss Situ's instructions."

He's just a doctor, and he's naturally dispatched by his employer.

Rubbing his temples as if he had a headache, Si Tu pretended to be haggard,

"Oh, my God of Light, I've been troubled by so many things recently, I can't sleep."

Sean immediately understood what she meant,

"I'll give the lady some medicine to make you sleep well at night."

"Thank you for the blessing of the God of Light."

Si Tu put his hands together and looked at the person in front of him expectantly.

"But half a pill is enough. You must pay attention to the dosage when using it."

Too much dose can be fatal.

Sean couldn't help but intensify his tone.

Unfortunately, this is what Situ wants to achieve.

Taking the porcelain bottle, Situ smiled softly and amiably, like a god statue bathed in the sun,

"Then many thanks to Dr. Sean."

After getting what he wanted, Si Tu did not intend to continue dealing with him.

"The patient is in the guest room, and the maid will take you there."

"May the God of Light bless you, my dear Miss Situ."

After Sean turned to leave, Situ held the porcelain bottle, and his red lips slowly twitched.

The God of Light won't bless her, but tonight, Sasm doesn't even want to be blessed.

Does the host want to think about it again?

Such a host makes it feel a little bit of pressure.

Who would dislike a once-and-for-all approach?

Maybe Sasm died, and her plane mission was completed.

Then, let him enjoy the rest of the good days.

Sean left the manor after treating his wound. Before leaving, he did not forget to tell her the dosage of sleeping pills.

Night is coming, the stars are shining, and the evening wind blows the gauze curtain with a little gentleness.

Situ stretched out his long legs and came to the messy kitchen for the first time.

Startled, the maids quickly put down their work and lowered their heads uneasily.

"Is this the cheese bisque for tonight?"

The maid nodded.

Looking around, Si Tu saw that they all lowered their heads and raised their arms, seemingly inadvertently passing over the steaming soup.

"Thank you for your hard work."

On Si Tu's face was the smile of the master consoling the servants, which was decent and elegant.

Four pills, the dose is enough.

Not bad, eight times the normal dose.

The system is out of breath.

But it has no way of interfering with the practices of its own host.

After all, the mission of this plane is to prevent the world from collapsing.

And the people who can destroy this plane are only villains.

"Bring the soup to my most respected guest."

Situ commanded, and the smile on his lips was even bigger.

Kill him to stop the doomsday in six months.

He died, and everyone rejoiced.

The maid quickly poured the soup and put it on the plate.

But just as it was about to be sent out, the plate shattered, the soup was sprinkled all over the floor, and the rich milky aroma overflowed the whole kitchen.

"I'm sorry, Miss Situ, I'll refill another bowl."

She doesn't know what's going on, but it's so good, why did this plate break?

Si Tu still had a lady's smile on his face, but his heart was vaguely uneasy.

Sure enough, the plate shattered again.

This time, the poor maid was really frightened, and she knelt on the ground and prayed.

The job was hard won, and she didn't want to lose it.

With a sigh, Si Tu helped the person up,

"Get up first."

Walking to the soup pot, Situ personally filled a bowl of hot soup, which, as expected, also shattered.

"It seems that God of Light doesn't want my guest to drink cheese soup today."

Si Tu pretended to be relaxed, but what he said made the people present shudder.

"Then let's replace it with kale and seafood white soup."

Taking out a silk handkerchief, Situ vigorously wiped off the soup that had accidentally spilled on his fingertips.

He is not a male protagonist, is it possible that he will also be protected by heaven?

Walking through the magnificent corridor, Situ unconsciously walked to Sasm's room.

After all, it is normal to be a villain who can fight against the male protagonist.

The system is not surprised by this result.

But unfortunately, I just don't believe in this heaven

System: The host is so brave.

The maid moved quickly, but the soup was brought in after a while.

Somewhat surprised to see Si Tu standing outside the room, the maid quickly lowered her head.

The affairs of the master's family cannot be tolerated by their servants.

But today, the fact that Miss Situ spent a lot of money to buy a cheap slave from the arena has spread throughout the entire capital.

It is estimated that when the earl comes back, he will ask for his guilt.

"Give me the soup."

Holding the dinner plate, Situ knocked on the door, and only went in after getting a response.

Fortunately, there were still three pills left, and Si Tu spared no effort in throwing them all into the soup.

Taking a deep breath, the plate was not broken.

The veil was heavy, and the boy on the soft bed stood up abruptly, staring straight at her with sharp eyes.

What is this woman doing here?

Gently sniffing the rich aroma of food in the room, Sasm's stomach cried out in dissatisfaction.

He hadn't eaten a few slices of bread in the gladiatorial arena, and now, he was so hungry that his chest was on his back.

With a gentle smile on the corner of Situ's mouth, like a big sister next door, he sincerely apologized,

"Oh, God of Light, please forgive my negligence, you must be hungry, come and taste this bowl of soup."

The soup I specially prepared for you and sent you to hell.

Strongly braced himself, although Sasm was hungry, his years of vigilance still made him not dare to let go of his vigilance.

Meeting his bright but dangerous eyes, Situ's hand holding the dinner plate trembled.

He shouldn't have noticed anything.

Sasm didn't move, just looked at her so quietly.

Will this noble woman give soup to lowly slaves herself?

Si Tu evoked a reluctant smile, maintaining the character of her gentle elder sister.

Handing it to him while still steaming, Si Tu smiled.

"Drink it while it's still hot."

She was a little impatient.

System: Tsk tsk, it really is the most poisonous woman's heart.

The tip of Sasm's nose moved slightly, and he took a small sip of soup with a slight hesitation.

"I knew that Sasm was the best."

Situ's violet eyes glowed with luster, and under the refraction of the light, the whole person seemed to be coated with a layer of holy light.

"After drinking, remember to hand the bowl to the maid outside."

Rubbing his furry head, Situ turned around, and the smile disappeared in an instant.

Closing the door tightly, Situ leaned his back against the glazed wall and breathed a long sigh of relief.

It's great that can finally send him to see the God of Light.