Seeing Nan Qingqing angry, Sheng Ruomei panicked and quickly climbed back.
"Qingqing, don't be angry, it was my fault just now, I was being foolish."
Nan Qingqing hurriedly drew the curtains, locked the door tightly, then went over to the sickbed and pulled the blanket properly over her.
"Mom, thankfully you were smart tonight and claimed to have broken your leg before Nan Zhuoyuan arrived at the Song Family's place, otherwise, he would have seen that slut Nan Yu!"
Sheng Ruomei looked at her, relieved, "It's also thanks to your dad who went to the Song Family and saw Nan Yu there, and messaged me right away, so I could think of this move."
Nan Qingqing smiled, "As long as they don't meet, Nan Yu will never be able to return to her original family, recognize her kin, or even find out that it was us who did this."
She paused, her smile deepening, "Moreover, in the upcoming period, she will have to stay in detention, and who knows, she might even end up rotting there."
