Facing Nangong Mingchuan, Gu Qiangwei swept a glance at Qin Sijue with the corner of her eye, "You don’t have to bother with him."
Qin Sijue lifted his gaze, staring at her!
Gu Qiangwei blatantly ignored him and continued to talk to Nangong Mingchuan, "These past few days, Aunt Tang has been visiting me in the hospital and has even brought me some delicious food. The porridge from today..." Here, she paused and turned her gaze to Tang Yuyan, "Auntie, did you personally make the porridge that you brought for me?"
Tang Yuyan wiped away her tears, although she didn’t know what exactly was going on, she knew that without clearing the air, this matter wouldn’t be resolved.
"Yes," she nodded her head.
"Then, apart from you, has anyone else touched the porridge?"
Tang Yuyan thought about it; she had made the porridge with her own hands, and neither the home’s chefs nor the maids had been involved. Aside from her, the only person who had touched it was her son, but it was impossible for him to poison it since he liked Qiangwei so much.
Besides, he was so young, he didn’t even know what potassium cyanide was, let alone how to harm someone!
She shook her head, "I made it myself, and besides me and Xi, no one else has touched it. And nobody knew I was bringing this porridge to you."
Gu Qiangwei was stunned; if that was the case, then who could have poisoned it?
Was it a coincidence, or someone deliberately harboring malicious intentions from the start, aiming to put her to death?
Qin Sijue, on the other hand, had reached a conclusion, his dark eyes flicking towards Tang Yuyan, "So the poison was administered by you?"
Tang Yuyan was taken aback, the poison clearly not her doing, yet faced with Qin Sijue, she was unable to defend herself.
Gu Qiangwei couldn’t help but call out to him softly.
"She herself said that only she and her son have touched the porridge. Then either the poison was administered by her son."
"No, that’s even more impossible!" Tang Yuyan vehemently objected, her emotions becoming suddenly intense.
"Qin Sijue, can you not talk nonsense without any evidence?" Seeing Tang Yuyan’s desperation, Gu Qiangwei couldn’t help turning her head, her eyes showing displeasure towards Qin Sijue.
Qin Sijue was also looking at her, his expression slightly stern, "Do you even realize that if you had taken half a mouthful of that porridge, you would’ve been doomed to certain death?"
He didn’t dare to think further; if it wasn’t for Li Yuan’s innate sensitivity to drugs, both she and Huo Yishan might have truly been killed by that bowl of porridge.
"I know, but I don’t believe that Aunt Tang poisoned it."
"The facts are right before your eyes, whether you believe it or not."
"You don’t have any evidence; how can that be the facts?"
"Better to wrongly kill three thousand than to let one go."
Gu Qiangwei’s eyes widened, "This is a human life you’re talking about, how can you be so rash!"
It’s as if he were some tyrant from the past!
Qin Sijue glanced at her, his face expressionless, "I’d rather be rash, than to have your life under any threat."
Meeting his dark eyes, Gu Qiangwei’s heart and mind gave a start.
For him, was it truly the case that he would rather wrongly slay three thousand than have her life be under any threat?
Qin Sijue lowered his gaze, no longer looking at her, but continued to warm her hands, "Are you still cold?"
He gently lifted his eyelids, looking at her as he asked.
Gu Qiangwei snapped back to reality, "I’m not cold anymore."
In fact, the Nangong family’s living room had the heating on, and since she had entered, her body had gradually warmed up.
"But Aunt Tang couldn’t possibly be the poisoner."
"Fine, then have her find the real perpetrator, and I shall spare her life!"
The lingering touch of emotion that Gu Qiangwei had just felt vanished in an instant as she looked at him, "Do you think you’re King Yama, the lord of the Book of Life and Death?"