In her opinion, this is just a means to achieve the goal. Linglong's eyes were full of ambition and desire. She longed for power and control everything.

"When Young Master Huang comes back and eats this meal, everything will be under my control."

Linglong showed a smug smile.

When will it be after?

Linglong quietly watched Young Master Huang walk into the room, with a gentle smile on his face, but no turmoil in his heart.

"Young Master, you are back. Come and have something to eat." Linglong said softly, with a hint of concern in his tone.

When Young Master Huang saw Linglong, his eyes lit up and walked over with a smile.

"Linglong, why don't you eat?" he asked with concern.

Linglong shook her head slightly, and a trace of imperceptible indifference flashed in her eyes.

"I'm not hungry, Master, please eat."

Young Master Huang didn't doubt that he was there. Looking at the food on the table, his appetite increased greatly.

He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a bite of the dish and put it in his mouth, and started eating with relish.

Linglong saw how delicious Mr. Huang was eating, and sneered in her heart.

Her plan is going smoothly. As long as Young Master Huang eats these foods, she will be one step closer to the goal of being the master.

Young Master Huang was eating while chatting with Linglong, with a happy smile on his face.

He did not notice the strangeness at all, and was completely immersed in this warm atmosphere.

Linglong responded to Mr. Huang's words perfunctorily, but was thinking about the next step in her heart.

She watched Young Master Huang eat more and more, and her expectations became stronger and stronger.

Young Master Huang suddenly let out a painful scream, covered his stomach with both hands, and his face turned pale in an instant.

His body trembled violently, and blood kept gushing out of his mouth.

Linglong looked at Young Master Huang's miserable situation and showed a cruel smile on her face.

There was no trace of pity in her heart, only the joy of being about to succeed.

Young Master Huang raised his head with difficulty and looked at Linglong with anger and despair in his eyes.

"You...you poisonous woman!" He blamed with all his last strength.

However, before he finished speaking, Young Master Huang died of anger.

His body fell to the ground weakly, his eyes wide open.

Linglong looked at Young Master Huang's body quietly, without any guilt in her heart.

She knew that she had taken a critical step, and next, she would control the Huang family and become the real master.

Linglong squatted down slowly and gently closed Young Master Huang's eyes with her hands.

"Don't blame me." She whispered.

The room was filled with a breath of death, and Linglong stood up.

Linglong shouted: "Come here! Come here!" The sharp shout instantly broke the tranquility of the Huang family.

Several servants rushed over when they heard the sound. When they saw Young Master Huang who was dying on the ground, they were shocked and their faces turned pale.

One of the servants stammered: "What's going on here? Why is the young master..."

Linglong cried so hard that the pear blossoms were filled with rain, her face full of grief and innocence. "I don't know who was so cruel and put medicine in the meal. Young Master... he went there like that." Her voice choked, and her eyes were full of sadness.

After calming down a little, Linglong gritted her teeth and said, "Go and bring everyone in the kitchen, and the girl who delivered the food, you must find out who poisoned her."

The servants nodded quickly and acted quickly.

Linglong stood there, a hint of imperceptible coldness flashed in her eyes.

She knew that the scene had just begun and she had to act well in order to successfully control the Huang family.

After a while, everyone in the kitchen was taken to the room.

They all looked frightened and their eyes were full of panic. When they learned that Young Master Huang was poisoned and died, they seemed to be hit by a bolt from the blue, and they were so scared that they were trembling.

The little girl who delivered the meal was so scared that she was so scared that she was as pale as paper, and her body was trembling constantly.

Her eyes were filled with tears, as if she would cry at any time.

Linglong stood in front of everyone, her eyes were cold and her face was gloomy. "Who did it? Come out quickly, otherwise I would be polite."

Her voice was stern and cold, with an unquestionable majesty.

Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to speak.

The room was filled with a tense atmosphere, like a tight string that could break at any time.

Linglong's eyes swept across everyone, trying to find a clue from their expressions.

"I'll give you another chance. If no one admits it on his own, don't blame me for being ruthless." Linglong's voice became colder, and a sense of determination was revealed in her eyes.

However, no one stood up.

Linglong's eyes were locked tightly on Jingjing, with a hint of suspicion and questioning in her eyes.

"Jingjing, you sent this dish. What's going on?" Linglong's voice was not high, but it was filled with invisible pressure.

Jingjing was so scared that she trembled all over and quickly knelt down.

Her tears burst out from her eyes, and her voice trembled, "Madam, this really has nothing to do with me! I just delivered a meal as I told me, and I didn't know anything."

Linglong narrowed her eyes slightly, and a sneer appeared on her face.

She turned her eyes to Lao Nie who was cooking again, and asked in a cold tone: "Lao Nie, where are you? You cooked this food, what do you have to say?"

Old Nie also hurriedly knelt down, and fine beads of sweat emerged from his forehead.

"Madam, I'm so unfair! I'm just cooking according to the usual practice and never doing anything." Old Nie's voice was filled with fear and grievance.

Linglong looked at the two kneeling on the ground and thought to herself.

Linglong's face was gloomy and terrifying. She looked at everyone coldly, waved her hand and said, "You all go down first, leaving only Jingjing and Lao Nie."

Everyone was as if they were granted a general amnesty and quickly retreated. Only Linglong, Jingjing and Lao Nie were left in the room.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Linglong's eyes, and she ordered to several servants: "Take them into the yard and beat them until they admit it."

The servants immediately stepped forward, grabbed Jingjing and Lao Nie roughly, and dragged them towards the yard.

After a while, the sound of shouting to the sky and the earth sounded in the yard.

Jingjing and Lao Nie were pressed to the ground by the servants, and the sticks fell like raindrops.

Jingjing cried: "Madam, please spare me! I really don't know anything."

Old Nie also moaned in pain: "It's unfair! It's not our fault."

Linglong stood aside and looked at the scene expressionlessly. There was no trace of pity in her heart, only her desire for power.

She knew that they had to admit it in order to consolidate her position in the Huang family.

The beats in the yard continued, and the screams of Jingjing and Lao Nie became weaker and weaker.

In the yard, Jingjing and Lao Nie were lying in a pool of blood, motionless.

Linglong looked at these two terrible corpses, and her face was not moved at all.

She said to the servants indifferently: "It must have been done by both of them. When they released the news, they said that they had confessed their crimes before they died and committed suicide because they were afraid of their crimes."

The servants looked at each other, although they had doubts in their hearts, they did not dare to disobey Linglong's orders. They nodded quickly and replied, "Yes, madam."

Afterwards, the servants began to act as Linglong's instructions. They quickly spread news throughout the Huang family, claiming that Jingjing and Lao Nie admitted to poisoning Mr. Huang before their death and committed suicide because of fear of guilt.

The news soon spread throughout the Huang family, and everyone was in an uproar and they all despised the two "murderers".

Of course, some people think that this matter is directed and acted by Linglong alone.

Linglong was secretly proud of everything as she was doing her own plan.

However, under this seemingly calm surface, undercurrents surged. Some people were suspicious of this result, but under the majesty of exquisiteness, they did not dare to reveal it easily.
Chapter completed!