Director Feng was somewhat dazed. "I didn't!"
Even if he were to go to any extreme, he would never poison his own daughter. At most, he would confine her, unwilling to see her in her sickly state.
Shen Qingqing's expression was icy.
"I really didn't!" Director Feng grew anxious, fearing he would be accused of poisoning his daughter again. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he turned to look at Feng Yilian.
"It was you!"
Feng Yilian froze, then retorted, "It has nothing to do with me. What does it have to do with me? She offended someone, and if someone poisoned her, that's her problem!"
Though she said this, her demeanor was not calm, appearing somewhat guilty.
Director Feng grabbed her wrist. "Tell me the truth. Did you do something to Alang?"
In his anger, his grip was strong, and Feng Yilian's wrist hurt. She gritted her teeth. "I didn't, Daddy. Would you rather believe outsiders than me?"
Director Feng was half-convinced.
Shen Qingqing said calmly, "I've already found out the source of the poison."
Feng Yilian stiffened.
The source of the poison had been found, so it was only a matter of time before they found out who bought it.
She almost ground her molars to dust. That b*tch!
"Yes, I poisoned her!"
Since she couldn't distance herself from the matter, she decided to admit it.
Shen Qingqing slowly let out a cold smile. "I knew it. Only you would hate Alang this much to use such a slow-acting poison that can be fatal!"
"It really was you!"
Director Feng couldn't believe it. He had always known his daughter was arrogant and spoiled, but he thought that was all. He never imagined she would dare to poison someone!
Shen Qingqing detested his pretense. "You should know your own daughter best."
Stop pretending to be ignorant.
Even if he truly didn't know, it was because he had always indulged her! He was not innocent.
Director Feng stared directly at Feng Yilian, feeling a sense of dread. His daughter was so vicious; if he were to displease her in the future, might she poison him too…
He shivered at the thought.
Feng Yilian knew her father well and immediately understood what he was thinking. Her eyes darted, tears welled up, and she said mournfully, "Father, I did it for you!"
"What do you mean?"
"I don't like Alang, but I wouldn't go so far as to poison her." Tears streamed down her face. "But ever since Shen Qingqing arrived, there have been repeated incidents in the attic. I was worried, worried that I would bring disaster upon you…"
"Father, I was only thinking of you…"
She spoke with such sincerity that Director Feng was moved. He slowly loosened his grip on her hand. "You just had to tell me directly. Why would you do something like this…"
"Daddy, I know you wouldn't have the heart." Feng Yilian wiped her tears and deliberately showed the bruised wrist that had been gripped by her father to him.
"It's okay. As long as it's for your good, I'm willing to do anything for you. You're my father, and I'll do anything for you willingly."
Director Feng was deeply touched. "Yilian…"
Feng Yilian rushed into her father's arms like a swallow returning to its nest, feeling relieved inwardly.
She had finally managed to fool him.
"Don't cry. Father isn't angry with you." Director Feng patted her back. "Let's just forget about it this time. Just remember not to be so rash in the future. Fortunately, Alang is fine…"
From his tone, it seemed he intended to let it go lightly and not pursue the matter.
However, when he looked up, he saw the blatant mockery and understanding in the eyes of Shen Qingqing and the other two. It was as if they had anticipated his reaction. He felt a flush of heat on his face.
He cleared his throat and said, "We should still talk about the special medicine."
Shen Qingqing's voice was cold. "Get Z to come out."
"I can't do that."
"It seems Director Feng is unwilling to cooperate."
Shen Qingqing's mood had plummeted the moment she heard the special medicine had been taken. Hearing this now, her expression became even colder, and frost appeared in her eyes.
Director Feng quickly said, "It's not that I don't want to help, it's that I can't contact him."
It was shameful, but he only ever contacted Z when Z initiated it, and Z always used a different number each time. The number would be invalid the next time he tried to call.
It was impossible to track him down this way.
The person was excessively cautious.
Shen Qingqing didn't believe him. "Then what if you need it urgently? How would you contact him?"
"I can only wait for him to contact me." Director Feng looked helpless. "It's not that I haven't tried to find him, but he appears and disappears without a trace. I truly have no way. Besides, this person has a strange temper. If he knew someone was trying to find him, he would disappear for a while."
It was as if he had vanished into thin air, and no one could find him.
When he would reappear depended entirely on his mood.
As he spoke, Shen Qingqing carefully observed his expression. There were no flaws, and it didn't seem like he was lying. She let out a cold laugh.
"Whether you're telling the truth or not, I'll tell you one thing: if you can't find the special medicine, you and your daughter will have no value to me."
She was satisfied to see Director Feng's expression change.
If they had no value, there would be no need to keep them around, and thus no need to cooperate further.
No cooperation…
The corners of her lips curled into a mocking arc, and she turned to leave. Behind her, Director Feng panicked. "Don't go. I'll help you contact him, alright? But this person is hard to reach, and I'm really not sure. Can you give me some time?"
He didn't want to go back to the detention center.
It was not a place for humans.
Shen Qingqing, with her back to him, said indifferently, "Three days. I'll give you three days."
If he couldn't find it, he would face the consequences himself.
She didn't need to finish, but Director Feng already understood the unspoken threat in her words. He gnashed his teeth in hatred but dared not object, as his fate was in her hands.
"Okay."
Shen Qingqing left, and King and Fu Jingshu naturally followed. As they reached the door, Shen Qingqing turned her head, her gaze falling meaningfully on Feng Yilian.
From the moment Director Feng had let her off lightly, she had been smug.
She kept casting smug glances at Shen Qingqing, as if to say, "See, my father dotes on me."
Her smug, overconfident demeanor made Shen Qingqing's teeth itch with hatred.
Now, seeing Shen Qingqing turn back, she raised her chin even higher. "Mrs. Fu, have a good day."
Shen Qingqing's expression remained calm as she turned and left.
Outside, Fu Jingshu said nothing. King, however, was confused. "You're just going to let her go?" That wasn't like her. Given how protective his little apprentice was, how could she just let Feng Yilian go after she had attacked someone close to her?
Shen Qingqing remained silent, but the darkness in her eyes deepened.
King stared at her, then smiled. He pointed a finger at her, looking both helpless and knowing. Shen Qingqing also smiled, but her smile held a hint of cunning.
Fu Jingshu, standing nearby, his gaze darkened. He pulled his little wife, who was smiling like a blooming flower, behind him.
"Let's go."
His steps were somewhat hurried, clearly influenced by his mood. King, left behind, watched the perfect couple walk away. A hint of melancholy flickered in his eyes, but he quickly returned to his usual nonchalant demeanor.
Not the slightest hint of abnormality could be discerned.