With every word Su Huanyan said, Wang Qing's face turned even paler.
Su Huanyan couldn't hold it in anymore. She picked up the chrysanthemum on the ground and smashed it hard on Wang Qing's face. Wang Qing was so scared that she fell back and sat down on the ground. In her panic, Wang Qing heard Su Huanyan angrily question her. "Mother, why are you so vicious!"
"Don't you feel guilty facing my brother and me everyday!"
"All these years, when you were fooling around with Su Jincheng, didn't you think of my father?! Didn't you think of Auntie Qiao Xi?!"
Wang Qing sat on the ground in a daze, her mind in a mess. She didn't know what to say at all. At this point, any words were useless.
Su Huanyan was telling the truth. Wang Qing couldn't retort.
Taking in Wang Qing being scared out of her wits, Su Huanyan sneered. "Mother, are you very curious how I knew the truth behind Father's death?"
Wang Qing asked in shock, "How did you know?"
