"I ask you, was it really you who shot Gu Qiangwei in the chest?"
The sudden accusation silenced Nangong Feifei, who met his stern gaze.
The fleeting guilt in her eyes was captured by Nangong Mingchuan, who stared at her in disbelief, "Was it really you!?"
The tone of blame was evident.
Although Nangong Feifei felt guilty, facing her biological father’s blame made her feel heartbroken and wronged.
"Daddy, what do you mean now? Are you questioning me because of Gu Qiangwei!?"
"I’m just asking you, was that shot really fired by you!?"
Overhearing this, Nangong He was also shocked.
Having doted on her since she was little, he had personally arranged a handgun for her on her coming-of-age day. Since the Nangong Family was prominent, they sometimes encountered unexpected situations; therefore, he had specifically arranged for her to have a gun for safety.
Could it really be that Feifei was the one who injured Gu Qiangwei?
Facing his piercing eyes, Nangong Feifei dared not admit it.
Yet, when facing Nangong Mingchuan’s interrogation, she had nowhere to hide!
"Daddy, am I your daughter, or is Gu Qiangwei your daughter! How can you question me because of her? I lost a leg because of her, yet you don’t question her or Qin Sijue, but confront me instead!?"
"If that shot wasn’t fired by you, from now on, our Nangong Family and the Qin Family will be irreconcilable! But if it was you who fired that shot..." Gazing at his daughter, Nangong Mingchuan was heartbroken and anguished, "Not just that leg, even losing your life would be deserved punishment!!"
Nangong Feifei was dazed, looking fearfully at her biological father.
Even Nangong He couldn’t help but come over, asking softly, "Feifei, was it really you?"
Facing the interrogation of the two, Nangong Feifei was speechless.
She knew very well that although her grandfather doted on her, if he truly found out she had harmed another person, he would definitely stop indulging her!
"I didn’t! I’ve already said, I didn’t kill Gu Qiangwei!"
"What about the gun?" Nangong Mingchuan suddenly asked.
Nangong Feifei was startled, unable to meet his gaze, "What, what?"
"The gun your grandfather arranged for you."
That gun was missing two bullets; if really investigated, she wouldn’t be able to argue her way out.
"I... left it at home," she said, guiltily lowering her head.
Nangong Feifei suddenly looked up, meeting Nangong Mingchuan’s gaze. Was he possibly thinking of going back to check her gun?
"What are you going to do!?"
"Grandfather..." Faced with her father’s harshness, Nangong Feifei could only seek help from Nangong He beside her.
Knowing she was greatly distressed, Nangong He couldn’t help but indulge her, turning to his son, "Mingchuan, let’s discuss this after Feifei has recovered. Why don’t you protect your own daughter, but instead stand up for justice for that Gu Qiangwei?"
Glancing at his elderly father, Nangong Mingchuan didn’t speak but quickly left the hospital room!
Watching his departing figure, Nangong Feifei felt somewhat guilty.
He couldn’t possibly be going back to search for her gun, could he?
Luckily, she had already thrown that gun away!
Upon returning home, Nangong Mingchuan indeed wanted to find that gun to ascertain whether it was his daughter who had done it.
But upon entering the living room, he saw his wife sitting on the sofa.
"Yuyan? What’s wrong?"
Hearing her husband’s voice, Tang Yuyan slowly looked up, then lowered her eyes again, "You’re back."