"Shut up!"

"..."

Madam Mo interrupted sharply.

Mo Yongshu was startled and immediately shut her mouth.

"Before this matter is thoroughly clarified, no one can pin this charge on my granddaughter!"

"But Mom, the facts are right in front of us..."

"What facts! Do you have undeniable evidence proving it was Qingqing?"

Madam Mo’s imposing presence made Mo Yongshu purse her lips.

"There is both witness and physical evidence, Mom, why do you still favor Qingning so much?"

"The so-called witness is just one person’s word. This house is so big, it’s not unusual to find hawthorn in the snack cabinet. Everyone can take some to eat, so how can you accuse Qingning of putting it in Xinxin’s soup just because she was holding a hawthorn!"

"But Grandma, this pot of pigeon soup was cooked by Qingning alone, so this..."

"If Qingqing really did this, as her mother, I would certainly teach her a lesson. But if someone is here to slander my daughter, I will not let it go! To find out the truth is simple, we just..."

"Yuan’ai."

Madam Mo suddenly spoke, interrupting Lin Yuan’ai.

She gave her a meaningful look, then turned to Mo Yongshu.

"Ah Shu, let me ask you one last time, are you really sure this matter is related to Qingqing?"

"More than related! It must be Qingning who did it!"

Without thinking, Mo Yongshu forcibly pinned the accusation on Mo Qingning.

Upon hearing this, Madam Mo frowned and sighed.

"Ah Shu, pack your things and leave on your own!"

"Mom, what are you saying?"

Mo Yongshu looked bewildered, and Fu Zixin was just as confused.

"Grandma, what did my mom do wrong?"

"You two know well what you’ve done wrong."

"Mom, what do you mean by this? Even if you want to sentence me to death, you should give me a reason!"

Mo Yongshu argued, looking innocent.

Madam Mo looked up at her sharply.

"There’s something you two may not know. There are cameras installed in the kitchen of this estate. You insist that Qingqing put hawthorn in Xinxin’s soup, so let’s check the surveillance footage. It will all become clear."

Again with this trick!

Mo Yongshu exchanged a glance with Fu Zixin after hearing this.

Last time they also said there was surveillance in the house, but it turned out to be a lie. Now they’re saying there are cameras in the kitchen?

Hmph!

They won’t be fooled this time!

"Mom, stop making things up. There’s no surveillance in this house. Are you trying to scare me like Chuxi did last time? I won’t fall for it!"

"Fall for it?"

Madam Mo laughed, her gaze filled with meaning, making Mo Yongshu feel a bit guilty.

"So you’re saying if you did fall for it, you would confess that it’s actually you who put hawthorn in Xinxin’s pigeon soup! You want her to have a premature birth, right!"

Hearing such accusations from Madam Mo, Mo Yongshu turned pale and staggered backward.

Fu Zixin secretly pinched her arm, and Mo Yongshu instantly stood tall!

"Mom, you’re going too far! How can you slander your own daughter to cover for Qingning!"

"Precisely because I know my daughter so well, I can be sure only you would do something so absurd!"

"Mom, what... what do you mean by this? Isn’t this just making up rumors!"

"Indeed, it’s easy to make up rumors, but this time it’s you doing it!"

Madam Mo frowned tightly, pointing to the television in the living room.

"This TV is connected to the surveillance. Look at it yourself, and look carefully! After watching, get out immediately, or when Chuxi returns, you better watch out for broken limbs!"