He was a hundred years old. He had lived a cautious life, but he never expected to die from a poisoned bowl of soup.,Xia Mo Han looked at Wu Baisui's foolish appearance, her anger flared even bigger. She frowned deeply and complained: "I really don't know what grandpa was thinking, insisting on marrying me to this fool!",Xia Zi-xuan smirked disdainfully and quipped, "Oh, I didn't expect you to still be protecting this foolish husband of yours. If he wants to eat here, there is a place." After that, Xia Zi-xuan pointed his finger towards the corner of the hall.。