This family dinner had no outsiders—only members of the Fu family. Under such circumstances, it would be impossible for Fu Qiwén to have his bodyguard check every dish for safety. That made tonight the best possible opportunity for her to act.
Fu Qiwén picked up a cherry and brought it to his lips. “Yunli, how is your injury?”
Shen Yunli watched him eat it, then slowly picked up another cherry and smiled as she answered, “Uncle Fu, it’s almost healed. The ointment you gave me works very well.”
Fu Qiwén nodded and said nothing further.
In fact, he had already asked her about it several times in the past few days.
Shen Yunli let out a soft, faint smile. This Fu Qiwén… seemed to care about her more than she had expected.
At the same table, Fu Linchuan didn’t even look up. He made no inquiries about why his fiancée was injured or why Fu Qiwén was speaking to her about it. Instead, he lowered his head and quickly sent a message.
Seeing how sneaky he looked, Shen Yunli didn’t even need to guess who it was. She let out a quiet laugh.
Then she thought about what she was about to do tonight—and realized she had no right to judge him either.
They were really just two of a kind.
“You drank quite a bit just now. Have some honey water to sober up.”
She pushed a glass of water toward Fu Linchuan.
There was something added inside—nothing lethal, just a sedative that would make him fall asleep.
After all, he didn’t respond to her anyway. There was no need to waste effort on unnecessary measures.
Besides, this man wasn’t clean. The thought of touching him made her feel disgusted.
Compared to him, someone like Fu Qiwén—clean, restrained, distant—was far more satisfactory.
Fu Linchuan, pleased by her timely attentiveness, accepted the gesture. He knew she was deeply infatuated with him. As long as she didn’t cross boundaries or act too intimately, he was willing to tolerate her admiration.
After all, who wouldn’t enjoy being unconditionally adored?
Recently, Shen Yunli had stopped trying to initiate physical intimacy, which made him feel satisfied. He thought their current relationship was ideal.
With that thought, he drank the entire glass without hesitation.
Shen Yunli pressed her lips together slightly.
Across the table, Fu Qiwén had already finished most of the cherries on his plate.
The prey had stepped into the trap.
It was time to harvest.
After the family dinner ended, Fu Linchuan felt slightly dizzy. The others assumed he had simply drunk too much and didn’t think much of it.
Shen Yunli, on the other hand, helped him up with a concerned expression. “Linchuan, let me help you upstairs to rest.”
Once upstairs, she guided him into the room. The moment the door closed behind them, her expression of concern vanished.
She casually threw him onto the bed and turned off his phone.
The smell of alcohol clung to her as well. She went into the bathroom, took a comfortable bath, and changed into a loose robe.
Next, all she had to do was wait.
She had already arranged for the bodyguards to be sent away. After ten o’clock, the entire area would be empty.
9:50 PM.
Through the window, she saw the bodyguards receiving a call and hurriedly leaving. The servants finished cleaning up and gradually withdrew.
Now was the perfect moment.
On the bed, Fu Linchuan lay unconscious.
Shen Yunli grabbed his face and tilted it slightly.
“Do you know what you look like right now?” she tapped his cheek lightly and sneered. “Just like the useless husband in a certain kind of adult film—no matter how much noise there is, he doesn’t wake up.”
She wiped her hands clean with a tissue and tossed it into the trash.
Then she stepped out, closed the door behind her, and walked toward Fu Qiwén’s residence.