Jiang Lingxue was in a panic. Her big eyes kept looking back and forth between Wan Jing and Jiang Lin. It made one's heart ache.
Unfortunately, this did not move the old lady.
She was already so good at pretending to be pitiful at such a young age. What would happen when she grew up?
She might not only be able to fool his son and daughter-in-law. Her grandchild might even suffer in the future.
Thinking of this, the old lady became even more determined.
This Jiang Lingxue could not stay any longer.
"Dad, Mom, I didn't. I really didn't…"
"Did you find anything when you went?" The old lady interrupted Jiang Lingxue and turned to Jiang Zhenzhen.
"No," Jiang Zhenzhen shook her head, "The kitchen floor is very clean. I didn't find any traces."
