Everyone stared at Bu Songru in astonishment at his words, then turned to look at Feng Miaochan.
Feng Miaochan also stared at Bu Songru in shock.
"How did you find out?"
The moment she said it, Feng Miaochan regretted it. Hadn't she just admitted to harming Bu Lanwei?
Although she hadn't struck the blows herself, she was inextricably involved.
Bu Mother charged straight at her, seized Feng Miaochan by the hair, and began slapping her across both cheeks.
After a while, Bu Mother stopped. By then, tears were streaming down her face. Bu Songru helped her back to her seat, and she told the older servant beside her:
"Go on beating her for me! Hit her hard!"
Bu Mother glared at the disheveled Feng Miaochan and cursed viciously:
"You lowborn slut! What did my Lanwei ever do to you that you had to be so vicious toward her?
"Tell me! What did she ever do to you?
"Boo-hoo... I've investigated for all these years, and today I finally learned that you, you filthy slut, were the culprit! I will never spare you."
After Bu Lanwei lost her wits, everyone knew someone in the household must have been responsible. Yet after investigating for so long, they had found no leads at all.
Every time Bu Mother looked at her mentally impaired daughter, it felt as though knives were twisting in her heart.
She had never imagined that Feng Miaochan was responsible.
The older servant was Bu Mother's trusted confidante. Upon learning that Feng Miaochan was behind everything, she showed no mercy. Feng Miaochan's face had swollen badly, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.
Bu Songru looked at Bu Xinming.
"Watching Feng Miaochan get beaten, don't you have anything to say, Second Brother?"
The moment Bu Songru said he