An Yun and An Yu turned their heads, their eyes wide with shock as they looked at Zhao Xuan, knowing that since Jian Qing dared to say such words here, she must have some evidence in her hands.
So, did their mother truly harbor murderous intentions towards her own family?
Just as the truth was about to be exposed, Zhao Xuan, frantic with rage, charged at Jian Qing. "Don't spout nonsense. What poisoning? I don't understand what you're talking about."
Jian Qing glanced at her coldly, took out her cellphone from her pocket, lightly tapped her fingertip on it, and a recording started playing loudly from the phone.
"Mrs. An No.2 asked me to poison An Man's food, and after it's done, she would give me five million and help me leave Beijing."
"Is the Mrs. An No.2 you mentioned Zhao Xuan?"
"Yes, it was her who instructed me to get rid of An Man. If I didn't listen to her, she wouldn't let me go, and she provided me with the poison."
"What else did Zhao Xuan tell you?"
