"Zichen... there's something you need to know. Something that happened yesterday."
His son glanced at him, concern flickering across his features, "What is it?"
"When I was at the company yesterday, signing the share transfer forms..." Tang Yuze's hands clenched in his lap. "Zhou Yuxi was poisoned."
The car swerved slightly before Tang Zichen corrected it, his knuckles going white on the steering wheel. "What?"
"The poison... I think it was meant for me," Tang Yuze continued, his voice heavy with guilt. "But she took it instead. Accidentally drank the tea that was probably laced specifically for me." He closed his eyes, the memory playing behind his lids like a nightmare. "When I left for the airport, she was still unconscious. Critical condition. I don't even know if..."
He couldn't finish the sentence.
"What?!"
