"Dad, how could you..." Yu Qinqin was already shocked, staring in disbelief at her own father.
Yu Jingrong was shaking with anger: "Then why did you tell people that my father committed suicide? I suspect that my father's accident was also your doing!"
Yu Hongcheng was startled and quickly knelt down to plead: "No, it wasn't. I swear, when I heard that your father could carve two more jade sculptures, I was relieved. I thought I escaped the disaster, how could I wish for your father to get into trouble? I promise you that what happened later has nothing to do with me."
Yu Qingmei, standing nearby, snorted derisively: "How can it have nothing to do with you? I think you've planned this all along, you probably deliberately caused our big brother's death."
