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Li Qiaosheng certainly won't donate his bone marrow to Xia Wanyan because his doesn't match with hers at all. However, since Xia Wanyan can collude with the doctor, so can he. It's not an effort-needing job for him to find a subst.i.tute.
He thought that Xia Wanyan would tell him the truth since things have gone this far.
Unexpectedly, Xia Wanyan accepted his bone marrow with peace of mind since he promised to marry her. Her so-called attending doctor even claims after the operation that it was rather successful and she wouldn't rely on others for blood transfusion any more when she pa.s.ses out thereafter.
Some complex feelings flood into Li Qiaosheng's heart.
The so-called operation was successful with the bone marrow he "offered", which was actually a mismatch to hers. What does this mean?
It seems that this girl is going to lie all the way to the end. Then anything else white has been deliberately called black by her?
It occurs to him that she has kept on accusing Mu Ziyou for having killed his mother. When he calms down now, he thinks it necessary to check the truth of this matter too...
In Li's house.
In the villa, all the servants, no matter old or young, are ordered to stand in a line, facing directly Li Qiaosheng's merciless and arrogant face. Many of them are so scared that they hold their breath and do nothing but look down at their toes.
"Tell me, what exactly happened between my mother and my wife that day? No lies! I want the ones of you who heard with your own ears or saw with your own eyes the event to tell me nothing but the truth!" The man repeated gloomily.
Seeing the man's anger, Lan, thinking of Xia Wanyan behind her, structures her words in her mind and steps ahead boldly, "I...I've heard something, Sir. I was doing some cleaning outside the door that day when I heard Milady (Li's mother) and Mrs. Li seemed to come into a dispute about a baby or something. I left when Miss Xia came. Later, I heard Miss Xia scream and I rushed to the scene, only to see the scissors in Mrs. Li's hand stabbing into Milady's heart!"
"Huh? Are you sure that you did see Mu Ziyou stab the scissors into my mother's body?" Li Qiaosheng's voice gets even colder.
"Ye... yes..." The maid Lan dare not look into the Li's chilling eyes, but she still sticks to what she has said.
Hearing her words, Li Qiaosheng utters without a change of expressions, "Okay, then, would you like to go to the police station with me to record your witness statement because your words seem to be a little different from the clues found by the police..."
"Hah?"
"Sir, I was cleaning the courtyard when the tragedy happened. I saw that, actually, it was... was Milady who first found a pair of scissors and wanted to kill Mrs. Li." Another timid voice is suddenly heard.
Li Qiaosheng's eyes darken for a second and he signals her to continue.
"Then I followed over there as well as soon as I heard a scream. When I made it, Milady was lying straight on the floor, while Mrs. Li was standing beside her. So it's more like an accident to me..."
It's true. Li Qiaosheng has talked with the doctor who arrived earlier than he and also noticed such a detail.
If Mu Ziyou did stab the scissors into his mother's heart, his mother shouldn't have fallen to the ground by such a posture.
Li Qiaosheng therefore turns his deep selike eyes to Lan again. After all, she was the first person who made it to the room besides Xia Wanyan. He confirms the information to her once again, "Zhang Lan, did you see my wife stabbing the scissors into my mother's heart?"
"I, I...I, I saw Milady fall with the scissors in her hand... It couldn't be a suicide, therefore I took it for granted that it's Mrs. Li, who stabbed and..."
"Oh, well, I know!" The corners of Li Qiaosheng's mouth slowly lift a little with coldness. "Go to the housekeeper for this month's salary and leave. The liar maid is not welcomed here."
Zhang Lan has completely fl.u.s.tered at his words. After all, she can hardly find such a labor-saving and high-paying job if she leaves. She kneels down and almost pulls at the bottom edge of the man's pants in pleading. "No, please! I will tell the truth from now on. It was Miss Xia who told me to say so. It was she who made me frame up Mrs. Li. It had nothing to do with me!"