Ye Xingbei nodded. "Yes."
"I didn't have an altercation with her," Feng Yi said. "That day when I came home and was walking up the steps, I met Tan Jiaqi by chance. She suddenly accused me of tarnishing her reputation outside. I was baffled and told her I hadn't done anything, but she insisted she knew everything. Someone was spreading rumors that there was something between us. I asked her who it was, and she suddenly slapped me and pushed me. She was pregnant, and I didn't fight back, but when she pushed me, probably due to the recoil, I didn't move, and she instead stepped back, fell down the stairs..."
Then, Tan Jiaqi had a miscarriage.
His foster mother died.
He became the culprit behind his foster mother's death, living each day in self-reproach and regret, life worse than death.
