"I’ll look for it, my mory is a bit hazy..." Xia Wan’an feigned sudden forgetfulness, flipping through her diary. She searched for a while before speaking again: "Ah, I found it, here... Aside from being severely traumatized, I’ve always suspected that Xiaoxiao has mory loss. Today, while I was treating Xiaoxiao, she suddenly started to speak. She said, Mommy..."
Before Xia Wan’an could finish her sentence, a lit lighter was thrown at her.
The fla touched the diary in her hands, and the diary instantly caught fire. Xia Wan’an instinctively cried out and threw the diary at the feet of Han Qingqing.
A night breeze happened to pass by, causing the burning pages of the diary to flutter loudly. Each page was blank.
Han Qingqing then realized she had been duped.
At the sa ti, Xia Wan’an, standing not far from her, spoke up: "So, do you have anything else to say? Q?"
Hearing this, Han Qingqing, knowing she had been exposed, spoke like a scoundrel to avoid leaving any excuse that could be used to accuse her in front of the police: "Say what? I have nothing to say. I was just bored, playing with the lighter, and then I accidentally threw it..."
Hearing such a far-fetched explanation, Xia Wan’an couldn’t help but sneer, "Q, you really won’t shed a tear until you see the coffin!"
With that, Xia Wan’an turned her head towards Han Jingnian.
Han Jingnian gave a signal to soone behind him, and soon, a servant of the Han Family threw a bag in front of everyone. The bag contained black clothes, a mask, a hat, and... a bloody dagger.
"While we were chatting just now, Jingnian had soone search the villa you’ve been staying in and found these things..." Xia Wan’an squatted down, picked up the bloody dagger, and examined it in her palm: "This dagger, it’s the one you used to try and kill Yixiao with, right...?"
As the dagger rotated in Xia Wan’an’s hands, it reflected the distant light onto its surface, casting a dazzling glare into Han Yixiao’s eyes. She froze in the mont, staring into the light.
"I told you, I’m not Q. I also don’t know why these things would be in my room. It’s possible that the person who wanted to kill Yixiao planted them to fra ... Besides, if these items were really mine, there would be my fingerprints on them. Just give them to the police to do a fingerprint analysis, and you’ll know, right? Why waste ti here with ?" In the face of the evidence, Han Qingqing remained extrely calm. She had already erased her fingerprints, so no matter how suspicious they were, they couldn’t trace anything back to her: "Or is it that you actually lack evidence and are just guessing, suspecting I’m Q, suspecting I’m not Han Qingqing? Then you, wishing to force into admitting a cri I don’t want to admit to, try every trick to intimidate and fra ..."
Hearing this, Xia Wan’an finally understood Han Qingqing’s erratic defense; she was adamant they had no evidence and could not legally charge her, so she denied everything to the end.
Just as Xia Wan’an was contemplating how to tear away Han Qingqing’s façade, suddenly a sharp scream erupted: "Ah—"
The voice was piercing and alarming, startling everyone.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Han Yixiao crouched on the ground, clutching her head tightly.
Zhang Te imdiately crouched beside Han Yixiao: "Miss, what’s wrong?"
Han Yixiao seed not to hear everyone’s calls, continuing to scream.
"Miss, Miss!"
"Yixiao, Yixiao!"
"Xie Lin, co quick and see what’s wrong with Miss!"
"..."
Xie Lin was pulled to Han Yixiao’s side by Zhang Te, but before his hand could touch her wrist, Han Yixiao suddenly stood up and stared straight at Han Qingqing: "You... it was you..."
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