Ji Wei sneered and shook her head, "It doesn’t matter whether you admit it or not. We’ve already called the police, and they’ll be here soon. As for this evidence, we’ll hand it over to them. I trust the law will deliver the most impartial judgment and will never let any murderer go unpunished!"
The words "murderer" struck heavily at Ji Yunxiang’s heart, leaving her utterly panicked and at a loss.
Could it be that she would spend the rest of her life in prison?
Unwilling, she was not willing!
Ji Yunxiang’s face showed despair; she had lost, completely and thoroughly lost!
Fortunately, at least her daughter Shanshan had managed to escape...
Seeing no hope left, a sudden malicious impulse surged within Ji Yunxiang. She dashed forward, grabbed the fruit knife she had used earlier to peel an apple, pointed it at the two people in front of her, and screamed madly, "Let me go, let me go! Or I’ll drag you both down with me!"
The moment Ji Yunxiang grabbed the fruit knife, Mo Qian had already stepped forward, shielding Ji Wei behind him, firmly protecting her.
Mo Qian was tall and strong, and even though Ji Yunxiang was holding the fruit knife, she felt no confidence deep down.
Even she wasn’t sure of this desperate struggle.
Watching as Mo Qian approached to seize the knife from her hand, Ji Yunxiang panicked and shouted desperately, "Don’t come any closer, don’t you dare come closer, do you hear me?!"
Mo Qian’s expression was ice-cold. His piercing gaze carried an unforgiving chill as he ignored her cries and continued to approach.
Ji Yunxiang gripped the fruit knife tightly with both hands, her bloodshot eyes screaming, "Anyone who dares come closer, I’ll kill them!"
"Put the knife down!"
Suddenly, an aged voice came from the doorway. Ji Yunxiang turned her head in astonishment to see Old Madam Ji, supported by A Xiu, walking in with her cane.
Old Madam Ji was here!
Wasn’t she still in the hospital?
Ji Yunxiang was too shocked; her trembling hands couldn’t hold onto the fruit knife, and it fell to the floor with a clang.
Mo Qian reacted quickly, kicking the fruit knife sharply, sending it straight under the sofa.
Ji Wei, who was equally stunned by her grandmother’s arrival, hadn’t yet had a chance to react before Ji Yunxiang lunged toward her first.
"Mom, save me, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have done those despicable things. Please talk to Ji Wei, don’t let her hand me over to the police..."
Ji Yunxiang dropped to her knees, clutching at Old Madam Ji’s clothing hem, pleading humbly.
Though Old Madam Ji didn’t know what heinous deeds Ji Yunxiang had committed, she trusted that Ji Wei wouldn’t target her aunt for no good reason.
She couldn’t help but recall the scene from the day she fell down the stairs, a memory that chilled her to the bone.
Because the one who had personally pushed her down the stairs was none other than this daughter she had spoiled since childhood!
If A Xiu hadn’t stepped in front of her to break the fall, slowing down the descent, Old Madam Ji wondered if she’d even still be standing here now!
"How could you be so cruel!"
Old Madam Ji cried out in agony and raised her cane, bringing it down harshly on Ji Yunxiang’s back.
Ji Yunxiang shielded her head, trying to evade, yet she didn’t attempt to rise from the ground, continuing to beg desperately.
"Mom, you can hit me as much as you want, as long as you help plead for me... I didn’t mean it, I just wanted Little Wei to treat Shanshan a bit better, to stop targeting us as mother and daughter. Shanshan has been so melancholy lately, and as a mother, I couldn’t bear to watch anymore, so I ended up doing some wrong things. Mom, you understand my troubles, don’t you?"