"You're still lying!"
Aunt Cao shouted, her expression almost ferocious.
Feng Yilian was startled. She belatedly realized she was on someone else's territory. She took a step back, a look of panic on her face.
"I really don't know, I truly don't know! I was just born back then, how could I possibly know!"
Aunt Cao wouldn't listen. She knew the madam had been poisoned back then, but the madam was already dead, and Chairman Feng wouldn't seek justice for her. He had even helped conceal the evidence.
If he could be pushed to this extent, who else could it be but that bitch?
Feng Yilian was terrified, but she still wanted to plead for her father. Naturally, she wouldn't leave like this. "A Lang, please, beg for father..."
"Miss, you must not agree! This is a little beast!"
After spending time with A Lang, Aunt Cao knew deeply that Miss was a kind-hearted, pure soul. Her thoughts were as pure as fresh snow.
It would be disastrous if she were deceived by this cruel, two-faced person!
Shen Qingqing chuckled lightly.
Aunt Cao was puzzled. "Mrs. Fu, why aren't you worried?"
Shen Qingqing didn't answer. Instead, she looked at A Lang. "A Lang, what do you think?"
For a moment, all eyes were on A Lang. Dressed in a white dress, she was as pure as fresh snow, her eyes as clear and translucent as glass.
Yet, this was the person who looked at Feng Yilian with no pity, no hatred.
Pure and clear, without a ripple.
"I will not forgive you."
Looking into her eyes, Feng Yilian suddenly felt a surge of fear. If she had hated her, it would have been normal. But to be this devoid of emotion, was she even human?
She retreated repeatedly, her face filled with terror. She dared not look at her again and fled in a panic.
After she left, Aunt Cao was still indignant. "Good for her that she ran fast, otherwise I would have chased her out with a broom!"
Having lived here for some time, shedding her initial shyness and unfamiliarity, Aunt Cao's true nature had gradually emerged. She was fiery and fierce, especially protective of A Lang.
A Lang quickly walked to Shen Qingqing's side and sat down obediently, her hands resting on her knees.
Aunt Cao watched with longing. No matter how well she treated Miss, Miss would always be closer to Mrs. Fu. Just like how much Mrs. Fu's maternal grandmother and paternal aunt treated A Lang well, it couldn't replace Mrs. Fu's position in A Lang's heart.
But although her heart ached, she also knew that this was Mrs. Fu treating Miss well, otherwise Miss wouldn't be like this.
Shen Qingqing gently stroked A Lang's hair, which fell on her shoulders. "I will find out for you."
A Lang looked at her with trust.
Aunt Cao couldn't help but sigh. "I'll ask again when I have time. I don't believe this little beast won't tell the truth. After all, her father is in our hands."
"There's no need to go."
Seeing her eager to go, Shen Qingqing shook her head faintly.
"Why??"
"She doesn't know."
This was also why Shen Qingqing let Feng Yilian leave.
"How can you tell? That little beast has been good at acting since she was a child. What if she's tricking us now?" Aunt Cao didn't believe in the character of the Feng family!
"Her little tricks..."
Shen Qingqing shook her head, her eyes filled with disdain and contempt.
She looked down on Feng Yilian.
Always had.
Aunt Cao didn't think she was arrogant. Instead, she felt she had vented her anger fiercely. "You're right, she's a cruel little beast, and she has no brains at all."
But then she sighed with worry.
"So, we're just letting this matter go?"
The madam's death had always been a knot in her heart. If it wasn't investigated, she would feel uneasy.
Shen Qingqing said, "Of course, we have to investigate."
"How?"
Aunt Cao thought carefully. She couldn't get anything out of Feng Yilian, but Chairman Feng was still there. However, this guy was too cunning, and she probably wouldn't get anything even if she asked.
He wouldn't speak, as it would only increase his guilt.
"That's not necessarily true."
Shen Qingqing believed that as long as enough chips were offered, anything was possible. The next day, she indeed went to the detention center.
At that time, Chairman Feng sat behind the glass, his hands in handcuffs. In just one day, stubble had grown on his chin. His hair, usually slicked with pomade until it shone, was now messy.
He looked utterly disheveled.
"What are you here for? To laugh at me?" he asked calmly.
Shen Qingqing said faintly, "To ask you some things."
"I won't say."
Before she could speak, Chairman Feng denied it first.
Shen Qingqing smiled slightly. "You will. Because only if you tell me and I'm in a good mood will I make a deal with you and let you out."
"Who do you think you are? You say I can go, so I can go?"
The calmness on Chairman Feng's face almost broke. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence from between them.
Shen Qingqing smiled with confidence. "What do you think?"
She really could!
Chairman Feng felt a sense of despair because he clearly realized this. He took a deep breath and said, "What do you want to ask."
Shen Qingqing was pleased with his compromise and revealed a seductive smile. "A Lang is my sister now. Her lifelong wish is to know about her mother's past. As an older sister, of course, I have to fulfill it."
Chairman Feng's face tensed, and he remained silent for a long time.
She didn't rush him. As long as Chairman Feng had a brain, he would know what to do.
Time passed slowly. She stayed at the police station for nearly two hours. When she came out, a slightly haggard middle-aged man followed behind her.
She opened the car door and got in. The middle-aged man standing by the car looked at her with a complex expression.
She didn't seem to intend to take him with her.
"Aren't you afraid I'll turn back and escape midway?"
The car window rolled down. Shen Qingqing tilted her head slightly, her eyes carrying a faint coldness. "If you dare, you can try. I can let you out, and I can certainly put you back in."
Not to mention Fu Jingshu, her own abilities, combined with Uncle...
It was enough to ensure Chairman Feng never saw the outside world again if he went in.
Chairman Feng let out a pathetic laugh. "You are indeed ruthless."
"Don't forget, you only have 12 hours. If I don't see the special medicine by then, you know the consequences."
The car window slowly rolled up, concealing Shen Qingqing's beautiful face. The car started and slowly merged into the traffic. The man beside it was truly ignored.
He stood there, stunned for a while before realizing he could go home.
Shen Qingqing returned home. Aunt Cao, A Lang, and others were all there. She immediately asked, "Did you find out anything?"
Having been gone for so long, there must have been some gains.
Shen Qingqing did have some. Although Chairman Feng spoke vaguely about A Lang's mother's past, Shen Qingqing had guessed about eighty to ninety percent.
It was indeed Feng Yilian's mother who had poisoned A Lang's mother.
Chairman Feng was unaware of it at first. A doctor at the hospital told him. Feng Yilian's mother's methods were too clumsy and couldn't be hidden. Chairman Feng quickly found out.