Jiang Huifang had always been scared and now that she was being scolded by Wei Xiaoqing, she felt wronged. She looked around in fear, then raised her hand to cover Wei Xiaoqing's mouth.

"Xiaoqing, be quiet. Don't lure her here."

Seeing Wei Xiaoqing looking at her with a disdainful look, Jiang Huifang muttered, "It's not that mom going crazy, mom really saw her! Your father doesn't believe me, so you should believe me, right? You and I went to Liang Zixuan's house last night. I was closing my eyes and just about to fall asleep when suddenly the window opened with a 'hu hu' sound."

The more she talked, the more upset she became. She couldn't stop the tears that ran down her cheeks. As she spoke, she described the situation to Wei Xiaoqing.

"Suddenly, the curtain flew, and then ... I'm really not lying to you. I couldn't even see her legs. I was too scared. Xiaoqing, you don't know ... She was floating right in front of me. I couldn't move, I could only look at her."

"She... She was talking to me. She said she died miserably. She said she was very lonely and cold down there. She told me to come down and accompany her. T-then, a small bottle suddenly appeared in the palm of her hand. It's exactly the same bottle your father used to keep poison. I tell her that I didn't do anything to her. It's not me. Then, with her bloody mouth gaping wide in an evil smile, she forcefully fed the poison into my mouth..."

When Wei Xiaoqing saw how serious Jiang Huifang was, she felt that either Jiang Huifang had actually seen it or she had a guilty conscience, which was why she had such delusions.

But if this was just her imagination, then her mother's imagination was really good. Wei Xiaoqing thought carefully and clearly. If Jiang Huifang didn't become a writer, then her talent in writing novels will be in vain.

"Xiaoqing, don't you believe me?" Seeing Wei Xiaoqing remaining silent, Jiang Huifang quickly grabbed her hand, eager to gain her trust. "I can really see her. I'm not trying to deceive anyone. Liang Lihua is really coming back to take revenge on us!"

"Aiya, mom!" Wei Xiaoqing grew impatient and pushed Jiang Huifang's hand away. She sat there, crossing her arms, and said contemptuously, "Even if you see her, so what? Liang Lihua is already dead, so what else can she do? Even when she's alive, she can't beat you. Could it be that once she died, she'll be able to beat you?"

Jiang Huifang was getting anxious. "Isn't a ghost something powerful, especially the one that bears a grudge? Think about it, when she came to me, I couldn't even move a single muscle. If she wants to kill me, all she has to do is move her finger, and I - I will die!"

"You're just scaring yourself!" Wei Xiaoqing glared at Jiang Huifang angrily. "If she can really kill you, then you will die last night. Didn't you say she gave you half a bottle of that poison? So, are you dead now? If so, then why in hell are you still sitting here talking to me?"

Jiang Huifang looked down and touched her body. Her hands were fine, her legs were fine too. Not a single piece of flesh had been lost, and she did not die at all.

Jiang Huifang felt that Wei Xiaoqing's words made a lot of sense, and her tense mind finally calmed down.

"Right, right, you're right! If she can kill me, I'll die last night and won't be able to live until now, right?"

"That's right! So, are you going to wake up now? Dad left the house in anger because of you. If you keep acting crazy like this and dad doesn't come back, what will we eat and drink?"

Wei Xiaoqing wasn't as smart as she was right now. In front of benefits, she couldn't help but be stupid. Moreover, she still had to rely on Jiang Huifang and Wei Guowei. Since she had failed to seduce Han Yuanjun, the only thing she could do now was to hold Hou Yingyi tightly in her hand.

If Wei Guowei and Jiang Huifang divorced, then her future days would be miserable.

If she was no longer the young miss of the Wei Family, would Hou Yingyi bother with her?

Yu Meilin didn't allow Wei Xiaoqing to meet Hou Yingyi even once.

Wei Xiaoqing also understood that the Hou Family's tolerant attitude toward her now was because of Wei Guowei.

If Wei Guowei divorced Jiang Huifang, he would definitely find a young girl. Young girls were very bad these days. When the time came, Wei Guowei didn't care about Wei Xiaoqing.

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If the woman gave him another son, then she really had no way out.

Thinking about how miserable Liang Zixuan was in the past, this would also be Wei Xiaoqing's future.

She might not even be as good as Liang Zixuan.

Therefore, Wei Xiaoqing must hold Jiang Huifang firmly and let Jiang Huifang bring Wei Guowei back. Only then will she have a way out.

Jiang Huifang wiped the tears from her face. Even though she still had a lingering fear in her heart, she still nodded her head to encourage herself. "Xiaoqing, you're right. You're right."

Seeing Jiang Huifang finally understood and was clear about the situation, Wei Xiaoqing sighed in relief. "Mom, don't think that dad is old. Let me tell you, in front of young women, he's not old at all. As long as he has money, he's not old. It's not easy for you to snatch him away from Liang Lihua, and now after you took care of him for so long, you can't let other women take advantage of you being old and snatched dad away!"

Jiang Huifang nodded furiously. "Yes, yes, it's my fault. I'll change. Xiaoqing, help mom keep an eye out on your father. If mom's behavior goes too far, you must always remind me."

"Alright." Wei Xiaoqing got out of bed and put on Jiang Huifang's slippers. She pointed to the bathroom and said, "You can take a nice shower now and dress up nicely. Wait for dad to come back, okay?"

Jiang Huifang heard Wei Xiaoqing's words and immediately got up from bed. However, she did not find her slippers, and after searching for a long time, she found them at Wei Xiaoqing's feet. Not wanting to leave her daughter barefoot, she got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

When Wei Xiaoqing saw this, she went downstairs with relief and continued cutting her toenails.

An hour and a half later, Jiang Huifang came down. She was no longer as crazy as she was last night or this morning. She was wearing an expensive dress and also her pretty jewelry.

She didn't go anywhere, she just sat downstairs with Wei Xiaoqing and waited for Wei Guowei to come back.

Today was the weekend, so there was nothing to worry about at the company. They thought Wei Guowei was just angry, so he went out for a walk. After his anger subsided, he returned.

However, they waited and waited. The sky had darkened, and Wei Guowei still hadn't returned.

Jiang Huifang became more and more restless and kept looking out the window. "Why hasn't your father returned yet?"