Chapter 1251 - 1257: Suspicion (3)
Du Wanqing’s heart quivered, and panic showed on her face. If it weren’t for the thick layer of ointment she had applied to her skin, her panic would certainly have been caught by Mo Zili’s eyes.
She mustered a smile, "Zili, what is it?"
Mo Zili firmly looked into her eyes and said, "How exactly did you lose the baby? Did Xiang Yun really push you?"
Du Wanqing exclaimed, "Zili, what do you mean by that? If the Young Madam didn’t push me, how could our child have been lost? Could it be that you suspect I intentionally fell to cause the miscarriage and frame the Young Madam?"
With that, her body started trembling slightly, feebly collapsing on the couch, tears streaming down like rain.
Unfortunately, this performance did not evoke the intended effect of appearing delicate and pathetic, like a pear blossom with rain. With the thick layer of ointment that resembled bird droppings smeared on her face, diluted by her tears, it turned into a watery mess, which was utterly disgusting.
"How can you treat me this way? I just lost our child, and now I almost wish I could have followed him. How can you question me at a time like this? Pouring salt on my wounds..."
Mo Zili was unmoved by her crying and performance, remaining seated, his bright eyes locking onto her.
"I’m asking you one more time, did she push you or not? Just answer yes or no."
Du Wanqing lifted her now yellow and green face, shaking her head vigorously, sobbing incoherently, "No, it’s not true, Zili, you can’t suspect me..."