"Yuyu..." She stared at Lu Wenyu who was on the ground coughing and vomiting, murmuring her name twice, "Yuyu... I'm sorry..."
How could she kill her?
If she killed her, wouldn't she become the prime suspect?
Then what would be the point of everything she had done?
She retreated in a panic, pressing her body against the wall as her heart pounded wildly.
She had just narrowly avoided committing murder, had nearly killed her own daughter with her own hands.
"Yun Qiyan?" Lu Yebai's voice came from the other side of the door, "Are you in the room?"
"Wait a moment!" Yun Qiyan responded in a panic, "Yuyu just had a bath, I'm changing her clothes!"
"A bath? Why would you take a bath if you're going to the hospital?"
Lu Yebai's voice carried an undertone of irritation.
