My Co-renting Lady Boss
Chapter 291 - 0291: I’m Afraid of Getting Sick

Chapter 291: Chapter 0291: I’m Afraid of Getting Sick

"What about her?"

Tang Ming reached out and held down Zhou Dafu’s leg, looking at Moli with interest, "It seems the Zhou Family made Zhou Dafu apologize to her. What’s this all about?"

"How could that be? It’s this woman who violated women’s virtues; now she knows her mistake and hopes Dafu can forgive her!"

Zhou Haotian immediately looked at Moli, signaling with his eyes while saying, "You better hurry up and apologize to Dafu!"

"I..."

Moving her lips hesitantly, Moli was utterly reluctant, but seeing Zhou Haotian’s look, she could only bow her head and grit her teeth as she said, "I was wrong. I shouldn’t have violated women’s virtues..."

"You, a wretched woman, even know how to admit your faults? I thought you had lost all shame long ago!"

Zhou Dafu couldn’t hold back and began cursing loudly.

Moli’s face turned ashen as she clenched her fists. If it weren’t for her plan to poison the two before her, insulted by someone she regarded as less than a dog, she would have lashed out long ago.

"Alright, alright, let’s show some mercy where we can; there’s no need to drive a person to the brink of death!"

Tang Ming stopped Zhou Dafu, who was still eager to curse, and swallowed a piece of poisoned abalone, nodding as he said, "This thing tastes really good, waiter, bring me another ten plates!"

"Okay, serve him!"

Seeing Tang Ming eat the poisoned abalone, Zhou Haotian’s mood instantly brightened, beckoning the waiter to add more dishes.

"Bring ten servings of these dishes as well!"

Seeing the waiter coming over, Tang Ming unapologetically shouted.

"Go ahead, eat up. This is your last meal, the both of you, eat to your deaths!"

Zhou Haotian and Moli glanced at each other with a smile.

"Brother Ming, let me eat something too!"

Watching Tang Ming binge and drink continuously, Zhou Dafu swallowed his saliva, ready to order more food.

"You’re already so fat; stop eating, you’re on a diet!"

Tang Ming slapped away Zhou Dafu’s chopsticks and shifted all the food to his side.

"Eat up, eat up, there’s plenty more!" Zhou Haotian placed those poisoned dishes all in front of Tang Ming, casually sprinkling more poison on the other food!

After that, Tang Ming began devouring the food in front of him, while Zhou Haotian and Moli merely watched eagerly, waiting for him to succumb to the poison.

As time went by, Zhou Haotian’s smile froze on his face because Tang Ming had eaten everything on the table and still showed no symptoms of poisoning.

"How is he not dead yet? Sun Family’s poison is said to seal the throat upon seeing blood, a single drop to end a life, yet this fellow has eaten so much, and nothing has happened?"

Zhou Haotian thought bewilderedly, "Could it be a counterfeit product?"

Moli, unsure, whispered to Zhou Haotian, "Or could it be that the dosage was insufficient, diluted by the other food he consumed?"

"Very likely!"

Zhou Haotian nodded and said, "This guy eats so much, it’s likely that the non-poisoned food suppressed the poisoned ones that’s why it didn’t take effect!"

"Did something fake get mixed up?"

Tang Ming wiped his mouth, looking forward as he asked, "Can I get an encore?"

"Yes, of course you can, I’ll personally go order it for you!"

Zhou Haotian nodded without hesitation and then stood up to head directly to the kitchen, thinking sternly:

"Before, I was worried about accidentally poisoning myself, so I carefully controlled the dosage. This time, I’ll use it all up, not believing it won’t kill you!"

After switching up the dishes on the table, Zhou Haotian didn’t let Moli touch anything, Tang Ming kept Zhou Dafu from eating, and everyone watched as Tang Ming enjoyed a table full of food by himself.

"Why aren’t you guys eating?"

With his mouth full of food, Tang Ming looked at Zhou Haotian and Moli with confusion.

"We’re not hungry!"

Zhou Haotian responded with a grin.

"Brother Ming, I..."

Zhou Dafu clutched his stomach and looked pitifully at Tang Ming.

"You stay out of this!"

Tang Ming glared fiercely at Zhou Dafu, not giving him a chance to speak!

"What a tragedy!"

Li Xiaoli, sitting not far away, shook her head and said sympathetically, "With Brother Tang Ming’s appetite, it’s amazing that someone dared to invite him to a meal, such a tycoon indeed!"

"Hehe, Zhou Haotian is destined to bleed heavily today!"

Liu Mengting thought to herself, feeling relieved, "This morning Tang Ming ate over twenty thousand, and looking at the situation, this meal will also exceed twenty thousand, Zhou Haotian’s expression when paying the bill must be priceless!"

"But why is Brother Tang Ming the only one eating?"

Li Xiaoli frowned, puzzled, "Could it be that no one else is hungry?"

"No matter if they are hungry or not, I am, so I’ll eat first!"

Liu Mengting picked up her bowl and chopsticks and began to eat, occasionally glancing over at Tang Ming and the others.

After about ten minutes, as he watched the newly served table of dishes getting devoured by more than half, Zhou Haotian couldn’t sit still anymore, "This guy has been eating poison for so long, why isn’t he dead already? Although the Sun Family’s poison isn’t as lethal as the Poison Sect’s, even eating so much rat poison should be deadly, how can he be fine?"

Zhou Haotian squinted his eyes, staring fixedly at Tang Ming, "Could you possibly be performing magic, making the food disappear right before our eyes, otherwise, there’s no way all that food could fit in your stomach?"

After much thought, Zhou Haotian could only think of one possibility, that Tang Ming hadn’t actually eaten any of the poisoned food at all.

"You’re overthinking it, I just have a big appetite!"

Tang Ming laughed, playfully adding, "If you don’t believe me, you can feed me and see if I’ve wasted any food."

"Fine!"

Zhou Haotian thought for a moment, immediately got up, walked over to Tang Ming, and began feeding him several pieces of poisoned venison.

"Not bad, not bad, having food fed directly to my mouth, my treatment here is really not bad at all!"

As Tang Ming chewed the food Zhou Haotian had fed him, he luxuriated in his circumstances.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that Tang Ming had indeed eaten the food, Zhou Haotian felt utterly bewildered.

After a hearty meal, Tang Ming patted his stomach.

"I’m full! Fatty, since your fiancee has already apologized, you should forgive her, or maybe find a spot and give her a good time to see if she’s truly remorseful!"

"Let’s forget about it. If Brother Ming is interested, you can have her, we brothers aren’t so fussy!"

Zhou Dafu looked at Moli with disgust and said generously.

"I’m afraid of getting sick!"

Tang Ming curled his lips, stood up and said, "Since that’s the case, shall we go then?"

"Damn, why isn’t he dead?"

Seeing Tang Ming and Zhou Dafu openly insulting her, Moli seethed with hatred.

"Strange, could it really be fake poison? That’s impossible!"

Zhou Haotian furrowed his brows closely and pulled out the empty bottle that had contained the poison. The entire bottle of poison had been used up, yet Tang Ming was completely unaffected, which made him deeply doubt the lethality of the poison.