Qiao Zijin, who was washing the dishes, paused for a while. Thereafter, her facial expression was awkward. "No, Nan Nan's fever had nothing to do with me."
"But Qiao Nan said?" Ding Jiayi heard what Qiao Nan said. She had definitely not done this, nor had Old Qiao . There were only four people in the house, so it must have been the elder daughter.
"Is what Nan Nan said certainly true? Mom, don't forget that Nan Nan's fever was so bad that day. She was sick and confused and mistook her dreams for reality. Nan Nan is paranoid, you mustn't become like her."
