"Sister, Yunxuan is so badly injured that the doctors say it's not just about his eyes, but he could also be in life-threatening danger at any time. I don't want to be away from him at a time like this..."
Jiang Fanyue cried bitterly, tears streaming down her face like a pear blossom in the rain.
Jiang Zhe watched her performance silently, then took out two pieces of chewing gum, put them in his mouth, and then slowly said, "If you're so emotionally attached to him, why did you push him down the stairs in the first place?"
Jiang Fanyue, who had been sobbing with trembling shoulders, stiffened upon hearing this, staring at Jiang Zhe in shock as she subconsciously defended herself, "I didn't!"
"Whether you did or not, you know it yourself." Jiang Zhe finished speaking, turned around, and left without giving Jiang Fanyue another glance.
Jiang Fanyue felt a chill run through her body, as if she had fallen into an icehouse.
What had Jiang Zhe come to know?
