บท 987: If He Wants to Kill, He Can Kill Me

In the hotel room, Ye Yuwei sat on the couch numbly. She didn't even feel the pain from the wound that was being treated by Nalan Chunbo.

Nalan Chunbo carefully disinfected the wounds on her fingers, then bandaged them.

"Are the things you say true?" Nalan Chunbo asked quietly. He slowly put down the things in his hands and sat in front of the couch.

"Gu Juexi previously doubted Mother's sickness but he didn't talk to me about it. From the start all the way until the Chinese medicine practitioner diagnosed Mom's sickness. It was us who kept pinning the blame on Wen Lan."

"Impossible, that's impossible!" Nalan Chunbo couldn't believe what he was hearing. What about his revenge?

Everything was falling apart. He couldn't bring himself to believe that his mother was the wicked one.

Ye Yuwei too wanted to deny it but now the truth was slowly being revealed.

"No wonder his expression was different when he left the house."