Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Doctor Wang certainly wanted so much money and wanted to find a good marriage for his daughter, but he couldn't get it at all.

He bowed respectfully and said, "Miss, please be patient. We can invite a few more experienced doctors to the mansion and discuss this together. If we can get a better result, it will be a breakthrough."

Hearing these words, Wu Qingjin knew that she had almost no hope. This poison was incurable and many doctors were helpless. Any slight improvement would be a big step forward.

What else is there to say?

She took great pains to find this medicine to harm Qiao Zhizhi, wasn't it just to leave Qiao Zhizhi with no way out?

Unexpectedly, he cut off his own escape route.

But she couldn't figure out who had drugged her, and why it was so smooth that she was completely off guard.

After racking his brains to figure it out, Wu Qingjin's gaze fell on Murong Shu's face.

"These servants in my house have served me since they were young, and none of them have any problems. You have been with me all this time."

Seeing the hostility in Wu Qingjin's eyes, Murong Shu immediately guessed her intention.

"Qingjin, what do you mean? Are you saying that I drugged you? Even if you don't consider our many years of friendship, you should at least give me a reason. Why would I harm you? What's in it for me?" Murong Shu didn't expect Wu Qingjin to doubt him. He suddenly felt aggrieved and angry, and his breathing became rapid.

"Because I have a talent for painting, and you are mediocre, you have been jealous of me for a long time, right? That's why you stay by my side, looking for opportunities to attack me."

The more Wu Qingjin spoke, the more certain she became. Yes, the others had no motive to do it at all, and Qiao Zhizhi had already broken up with her. Only Murong Shu was left.

It is true that it is easier to draw the skin of a tiger than the bones; you can know a person’s face but not his heart.

Murong Shu almost fainted from anger when she saw Wu Qingjin looking at her like this, and she couldn't help but utter some hurtful words.

"I'm jealous of you. Why should I be jealous of you? How much talent do you have? How can you compare to Qiao Zhizhi? She became famous overnight and made a fortune, while we can only watch. Why should I be jealous of you?"

These words were like needles piercing Wu Qingjin's heart, and she stared at Murong Shu.

"You finally told me the truth, didn't you? I can't compare to Qiao Zhizhi. You comforted me on the surface, but you thought so in your heart. You're so hypocritical and despicable."

"You just can't compare with Qiao Zhizhi. Even if you don't want to admit it, she has caused such a sensation that her paintings are not enough to sell every day. You have to look at the facts." Murong Shu was framed like this and had already decided to break up with Wu Qingjin.

Treat Wu Qingjin as a friend and truly understand her frustration. She was blind and misjudged him.

Wu Qingjin was greatly stimulated and rushed towards Murong Shu with a scream.

She wanted to grab Murong Shu's hair and slap her hard.

But she couldn't lift her hands at all, and could only stare at Murong Shu with her red eyes.

"Say it again, say it again, I can't compare with her."

Murong Shu took two steps back. Seeing Wu Qingjin like this, she really felt happy.

She smiled. "You're far inferior to Qiao Zhizhi, otherwise you wouldn't want to harm her. Even ink painting, which you've been learning since childhood, is something she surpasses in just three years. And you can't even begin to touch the oil painting that made her famous in the capital."

"Oh, right, I was wrong. Your hands are broken. You won't be able to paint anything in your life. You don't have any chance at all." Murong Shu laughed more and more wildly.

All her sincerity over the years had gone to waste, and at this moment her heart was filled with hatred. She had to say whatever she wanted to say, as only in this way could she recover some of her losses.

But for Wu Qingjin, it was Murong Shu who spoke the truth.

She was trembling all over and screaming at the top of her lungs: "Bitch, bitch, you're even more of a bitch than Qiao Zhizhi. You said you treated me as a friend, but you were just pretending. How could I have been fooled by you? Your acting is really good."

"Since you are so vicious and even poisoned me, I will not let you go. Come, arrest Murong Shu and lock her up in the Wu family's private prison. Serve her with one torture after another and let her die in agony."

Immediately, several guards rushed in and were about to capture Murong Shu.

Murong Shu sneered and slammed the table fiercely: "Our Murong family's status and position are no less than the Wu family's. If you really dare to touch me, you know the consequences."

The guards hesitated and didn't dare to step forward.

Yes, the quarrel between Miss Murong and Miss Wu is just their private matter. If they catch the person, the two families will become enemies, and who knows how much trouble it will cause.

Murong Shu raised an eyebrow. "My hand was also affected. I didn't even suspect you were the one who poisoned me, but you're throwing dirty water on me. When you become shameless, you're truly invincible."

"Your little influence is nothing compared to mine. My hands are about to be crippled, but you can still eat and hold a pen. You just poisoned me and want to remove the suspicion, so you are also acting on yourself."

"Do you think I can't see through this little trick?" Wu Qingjin's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth were bared, his face was ferocious, and he wished he could swallow Murong Shu.

The relationship between the two has completely broken down, and now the person she hates the most is not Qiao Zhizhi, but Murong Shu.

"Words are not enough. You need to produce evidence. Otherwise, even if we have a joint trial, I will never admit it. Why should I admit it if I didn't do it?"

"But since you've framed me, all our years of friendship are in vain. Whether your hands are crippled or you're dead or alive, it has nothing to do with me."

Murong Shu said this and walked out the door. Her own hands were not very useful, so she had to go back quickly, hoping to prevent further deterioration or improve the situation on her hands.

"Stop her, stop her for me."

"Lock her up and let her die."

Those guards all know what is important. In the end, the old man has the final say in this family. If they really subdue the person and let the two families fight and hate each other, then they will be the first to be dealt with.

So Wu Qingjin could only watch Murong Shu walk out with hesitation and stammering, his eyes almost popping out. Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he staggered and fell down.

Qiao Lian'er watched a great show and left with satisfaction.

She watched Murong Shu leave in the carriage, and an idea came to her mind.

It would be better if the Murong family and the Wu family really had a fight, so that Sister Zhizhi and Miss Liu would be safe too.