"Cough..." Su Yingxue took a sip of tea and choked lightly.
She cleared her throat and calmly faced Su Dingheng.
Su Dingheng looked at her composed demeanor and was about to say something to manipulate her. But before he could speak, Su Yingxue calmly said, "Father, don't you have any idea why Su Yurou is still in the palace and unable to leave? Do you know why she knows Consort Xiang and why she became the empress's accomplice in framing me and the medical center?"
Su Dingheng's guilty conscience caused him to lower his head, and his left hand trembled uncontrollably. "How...how did you know? Where did you hear all this? These are baseless accusations against me and your sister!"
"Accusations? It seems that Father no longer cares about my sister's safety. You even want to abandon all the businesses you hold." Su Yingxue lifted her teacup and let out a cold laugh. A trace of killing intent flashed in her once beautiful eyes.