Huo Jialan's face was now deathly pale. She nodded slowly and said, her voice growing weaker with every syllable, "…On the night of my mother's death, my… my mother suddenly called my room's extension line. She asked me to go downstairs to see her."
"What happened after that?"
"It was the middle of the night, and I was asleep. Her phone call woke me up. She sounded very weak, so I rushed downstairs to see what was going on."
"Wait a minute—you said it was the middle of the night?" Gu Nianzhi asked. "But you previously said that you found your mother's lifeless body on her bed in the early hours of the morning. Are you saying that you went to your mother's room before that?"
Huo Jialan pressed her lips together in an expression of pain and closed her eyes. There was a sob in her voice when she said, "Yes, I went to her room the night before."
Bai Jinyi's heart raced as a chill ran down her spine. She could hear her heart hammering in her ears.
