Hearing his wife's name, Wan Gui suddenly turned around and stared fixedly at the doorway.
The door creaked open, and a young married woman with tears all over her face walked in.
"You... you're still alive?" Wan Gui's face was full of disbelief.
"Are you disappointed that I'm not dead?" Qi Fang wiped the tears from her face and spoke through clenched lips.
Lan Fenghuang looked in surprise at the tear-streaked young woman, then gave Song Qingshu a thoughtful glance, a faintly teasing smile appearing on her face.
Wan Gui's expression changed several times before he finally forced out a smile. "What are you saying? I'm happier than anyone that you're safe and sound."
"You still want to deceive me?" Qi Fang said miserably. "Taohong has already told me everything. For the sake of climbing the social ladder, you wanted to murder your own wife. How despicable and shameless!"
Wan Gui's face twitched, but his attention was caught by the name Taohong. Thinking of how Song Qingshu had mentioned her earlier as well, he suddenly understood. "So that's why you survived unscathed. You'd hooked up with that Song fellow! What a loose, unfaithful woman!"
"You!" Qi Fang trembled with rage, unable to speak for a moment.
Song Qingshu said nothing from the side. He merely wanted Qi Fang to see her husband's true colors clearly.
After a long while, Qi Fang took a deep breath, and her heaving chest gradually calmed. "I didn't come here today to argue about this. When you arranged for Taohong to kill me, the bond between husband and wife had already been severed beyond repair. I came back this time for two reasons. First, to take Kong Xincai away. Second, to ask you why you were so cruel to my senior brother, such a kind