The journalist, hearing Ye Xinyu speak, looked surprised and said, "No way, Miss Ye Xinyu, what you’re saying is too scary. How could there be flowers that can poison butterflies to death?"
Ye Xinyu chuckled and replied, "If the toxicity is strong enough, it can indeed poison butterflies to death. As for humans, I’m not sure. But if a person’s scent can poison butterflies, then how dark and toxic must her heart be to emit such potent poison, huh."
After speaking, Ye Xinyu fell silent, looking at Ye Shu with a smile, waiting to watch the show!
With only five minutes left in the "Auction Prize" ti limit, Ye Xinyu felt a jolt inside, wondering why those butterflies were still fluttering around. It was impossible. She had quietly sprinkled rosemary powder mixed with insecticide ingredients on Ye Shu’s person. Though harmless to humans, it was deadly to butterflies!
She found out through an inside employee at Shengshi Group’s headquarters hotel about the butterfly release at the wedding banquet, so she prepared poisoned rosemary in advance and stealthily sprinkled it on Ye Shu’s wedding dress when Bai Xue and Bai Yueru were chatting with Ye Shu as if one family, intending to embarrass Ye Shu!
Yet things didn’t seem to go the way she expected. Could it be that the rosemary powder’s toxicity was too low?
Unable to resist, Ye Xinyu stepped forward, standing directly in front of Ye Shu, looking at her with confusion and unspeakable emotions.
As she approached Ye Shu, so of the butterflies that were hovering around Ye Shu began to fly towards her.
Witnessing this, the journalists exclaid, "Wow, it seems Miss Ye Xinyu also attracts butterflies. Indeed, sisters are cut from the sa cloth."
"Truly so, Miss Ye Xinyu, I never thought the fragrance on you sisters is the sa."
Hearing the journalists’ words, Ye Xinyu bowed her head and sniffed herself a few tis, a bad premonition rising quietly in her heart...
She hadn’t applied any rosemary on herself, so why did she have the sll of rosemary?
Just then, the butterflies that were happily dancing around Ye Shu flew near Ye Xinyu, and one by one, inexplicably dropped to the ground, flapped their wings a few tis, and died!
"How could this be?" Before anyone else could ask, Ye Xinyu couldn’t help but exclaim.
Journalist A: "Yeah, Miss Ye Xinyu, why were the butterflies fine when they were around Miss Ye Shu, but they all died when they got to you? Why is that?"
Journalist B: "Oh, I just rembered, Ye Xinyu said earlier that if a heart is dark and toxic enough, the emitted scent could directly poison butterflies to death. My god, she was actually talking about herself!"
Journalist C: "Ye Xinyu, you truly have keen self-awareness. If you know you can kill butterflies, don’t get so close. Look, you’ve killed a few more!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? How could it possibly be because of ? These butterflies couldn’t be dead because of , alright? It should be her scent that overwheld the butterflies, and they just happened to fall in front of while escaping, okay?" The unspoken "her" that Ye Xinyu referred to was obviously Ye Shu...
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