She should make you guys happy

Zhuang Yu's voice dripped with malice as she continued her dreadful confession, "You see, Qin Yan, if you had eaten that cake at Old Master Xi's birthday party, which I had laced with poison, you would have died, and I would have made sure that the blame fell squarely on Nie Mianmian."

The revelation was like a chilling dagger through the heart, and Qin Yan's eyes now conveyed a potent mix of disbelief, and a dawning realization of the sheer evil that lurked within her captor.

The room felt suffocating as Zhuang Yu's cruel intentions hung heavily in the air, casting a pall of dread over their surroundings. Qin Yan had become privy to the depths of Zhuang Yu's malevolence, and the gravity of her situation weighed on her like a nightmare that refused to end.

Zhuang Yu's voice dripped with a venomous mixture of frustration and resentment as she continued her disturbing narrative, each word heavy with malevolence.