Hearing Fu Shiyan’s words, Wan Qing subconsciously wanted to argue.
But at that moment, Liao Qianqian suddenly darted in front of her, her face deathly pale, those blood-red eyes almost touching Wan Qing’s face.
Wan Qing screamed in terror.
Liao Qianqian let out a light laugh, pressing her face against Wan Qing’s, her voice filled with an eerie breeze and threats, "Wan Qing, you were the one who helped your son harm me. If you come clean, I won’t kill you, but if you continue to lie, I’ll bite you to pieces! Let you taste the agony of a fate worse than death!"
Upon hearing this, Wan Qing collapsed to the ground, legs weak, clutching her head, completely irrational, and wailed, "It wasn’t me... I was just trying to protect Yuxing, I, I didn’t want to... it’s because you were already... already dead... I just helped to deal with the body..."
Everyone was shocked to hear Wan Qing’s explosive words.
Xia Xin took a sharp intake of breath.
Only Jiangli and Fu Shiyan remained unflustered, as though they were listening to someone else’s story.
"Wan Qing, what nonsense are you spouting?!" Fu Yi was alarmed and hurried over, reaching out to pull Wan Qing up, trying to stop her from talking nonsense.
However, Wan Qing couldn’t hear Fu Yi’s voice at all, and mistook Fu Yi’s touch for Liao Qianqian trying to kill her.
She screamed loudly again.
"It really wasn’t me... I was only responsible for handling the body! Liao Qianqian, I admit I was wrong, I shouldn’t have hidden your body, let alone trapped your spirit! I was wrong, please, spare me this time..."
Fu Yuxing was so scared by the scene unfolding before him that he wet himself. Thinking of the master beside him, he clung tightly to Mu Dayang’s arm, grinding his teeth, "Quick, deal with Liao Qianqian! Mu Dayang, how much money have you taken from our family? You promised to handle this situation for us!"
"Hold on." Jiangli took a step forward, interrupting their conversation, "Now that Liao Qianqian’s matter seems quite clear, what I’m more curious about is what you’ve all done to my fiancé, Fu Shiyan?"
"It was all their doing!" As soon as Mu Dayang heard this, he immediately shifted the blame, "They said they couldn’t stand Fu Shiyan’s arrogance and wanted to harm him, to inherit all of the Fu Family’s wealth. I, I was just being paid to do the job!"
"You’re spouting nonsense!" Fu Yuxing fumed, instinctively retorting, "It was you who came to my mom first. It was you who said that Shiyan’s fate was superior, and with him around, our family would struggle to rise. My mom believed your nonsense! Everything including placing things in the ancestral grave to alter Shiyan’s fate, and putting the ashes in Shiyan’s house, it was all arranged by you! What does it have to do with us!"
The room was stunned by his revelation.
"Yuxing, don’t talk nonsense!" Fu Yi panicked to the point of nearly passing out, not daring to look at Fu Shiyan’s expression.
Fu Shiyan chuckled coldly and stepped forward, saying, "It seems my visit today was not in vain. Right now, shouldn’t my uncle’s family give me an explanation? When I found those dirty things in the ancestral tomb and at home, I never once suspected my uncle. To think it was Uncle who dealt the poisonous blow."
Fu Yi raised his head, meeting Fu Shiyan’s cold gaze.
Fu Shiyan said coldly, "Uncle, you’ve greatly disappointed me."
Fu Song and Fu Lin were completely dumbfounded by the sheer amount of shocking information, unable to comprehend what was happening, or why things had turned out this way.