Marrying My Bestie's Ferocious Brother - He Calls Me His Baby!-Chapter 252 - 251: My Father Is Here! Caught Red-Handed in Your Self-Directed Farce!

Chapter 252: Chapter 251: My Father Is Here! Caught Red-Handed in Your Self-Directed Farce!

"Water..."

"Slippery."

Two innocent words, and everyone’s actions came to a halt.

Gu Xiuzhen’s tumbling body froze on the ground.

Zhang Lina’s indignant expression was fixed on her face.

Political Commissioner Zhou, Dean Li, General Zhang... everyone’s gaze shifted simultaneously from the woman making a scene on the floor to the quiet baby in the corner.

Gu An.

His expression remained calm and unperturbed.

His small finger was still pointing to that inconspicuous water stain at Gu Xiuzhen’s foot.

There, the color of the cement floor was a shade darker.

If he hadn’t pointed it out, in the previous chaos, no one would have noticed.

Gu Xiuzhen’s heart sank.

It was as if her throat had been choked, and her crying and wailing stopped suddenly.

"This... this is..."

Zhao Tiezhu was the first to react, his eyes widened as he looked at the water on the floor and then at Gu Xiuzhen, scratching his head.

"What did the child say?"

"He said water, slippery." Su Qing’s voice was trembling, and she looked at Lin Wan Yi, her eyes filled with shock.

"Water..."

Finally, everyone’s gaze focused on the darkened patch of floor.

Gu Xiuzhen’s heart skipped a beat.

Political Commissioner Zhou’s face darkened.

He pushed through the crowd and strode over.

He didn’t look at Gu Xiuzhen’s so-called "crippled" foot.

Instead, he squatted down directly.

He reached out his hand and gently touched the wet spot on the floor.

It was cold.

Not hot soup.

Just a puddle of cold water.

Political Commissioner Zhou stood up.

He looked at Gu Xiuzhen, who was still lying on the ground in a daze, his usually kind face now covered with a layer of frost.

"Sister Gu."

His voice wasn’t loud, yet it carried a repressed fury.

"This water... you spilled it yourself, didn’t you?"

One sentence, like a thunderclap, exploded over everyone’s heads.

Spilled it herself?

Doesn’t that mean... she slipped on purpose?!

Gu Xiuzhen’s face went pale in an instant.

"No... it’s not..." she waved her hands in a panic, her eyes evasive, "It was... it was splashed out when washing vegetables just now..."

"Washing vegetables?"

Lin Wan Yi sneered, stepping out from behind Gu Yanshen.

She pointed to the clean sink beside them.

"I washed and cut all the vegetables at home before bringing them here today. This sink hasn’t been used at all."

She then pointed to the stove.

"Moreover, this water stain is far from the stove, and far from the sink, right where you were standing just a moment ago."

"Aunt, how did this water ’splash’ over there? Did it grow legs by itself?"

Lin Wan Yi’s words were sharper with each sentence, peeling away Gu Xiuzhen’s facade layer by layer like a knife.

"I... I was... it was when I was carrying water!" Gu Xiuzhen made a final struggle.

"Carrying water?" Lin Wan Yi raised an eyebrow, "Aunt, why were you carrying cold water? To cool the soup?"

"I..." Gu Xiuzhen was completely flustered, rambling, "I just... just wanted to have a sip of water..."

"There’s a thermos and teacups in the kitchen, yet you insisted on using a ladle to scoop cold water?" Lin Wan Yi pressed her.

The murmurs around began to rise again.

But this time, the tide had completely turned.

"Oh my, so she staged the whole thing?"

"This is too shameless, falling on purpose and falsely accusing others of poisoning?"

"And just now she was making a fuss, demanding someone kneel and apologize! Such a vicious heart!"

"I’ve lived this long and never seen such an unreasonable elder!"

"Shameful! Really disgracing the Old Gu Family!"

Eyes filled with disdain lashed at Gu Xiuzhen like whips.

She wished she could find a hole to crawl into and hide away.

Zhang Lina stood among the crowd, her face pale, quietly trying to back away, wanting to detach herself from this farce.

However, Lin Wan Yi wasn’t going to give her that chance.

She turned around, her cold gaze fixed on Zhang Lina’s face.

"Zhang Lina."

Zhang Lina’s body stiffened, her retreating steps halted.

Lin Wan Yi walked up to her, step by step.

Those clear almond eyes had no warmth left in them now.

"Didn’t you just say you saw me with your own eyes doing it?"

Her voice was soft, yet it carried a pressure that made one’s blood run cold.

Zhang Lina’s lips trembled, unable to utter a single word.

"Why aren’t you saying anything now?" Lin Wan Yi pressed on.

"Now, in front of all these uncles and aunts."

Lin Wan Yi leaned slightly, getting close to her, so close that Zhang Lina could see the fine fuzz on her face.

"Repeat exactly what you ’saw’ without missing a word."

"I... I..." Zhang Lina was trembling with fear.

"Speak." Lin Wan Yi’s voice remained calm, "Didn’t you see it?"

"Did you see that my hand didn’t shake?"

"Did you see that the arc of me pouring the soup was calculated?"

"Didn’t you also see me smile?" Lin Wan Yi gave a faint smile, "Did I smile like this?"

The smile disappeared, and her face instantly turned cold.

"Or like this?"

Zhang Lina was so frightened by her sudden shifts in demeanor that she kept stepping back, unable to say a word.

"Saw... saw it wrong..."

She finally squeezed a few words out through her teeth, her voice as small as a mosquito’s buzz.

"Saw it wrong?" Lin Wan Yi wouldn’t let her off, "Weren’t you just so sure, saying I even calculated the arc of pouring the soup?"

"Weren’t you also righteously saying that we cannot let any bad person go, cannot let any class enemy go?"

"How come now you saw it wrong?"

"Whose eyes are these, and who commands them?"

Lin Wan Yi pressed her step by step, her voice suddenly rising sharply.

"Or is it that these eyes can only see distorted rights and wrongs!"

Zhang Lina was rendered speechless, her face turning pig-liver red, with tears welling up in her eyes.

She looked helplessly at her father, Director Zhang of the logistics department, for help.

Director Zhang was also in a cold sweat at this moment, his face ashen, wishing he could find a hole to crawl into.

He was about to say a few mild words on behalf of his daughter.

At that moment.

A cold snort came from the side.

It was General Zhang.

His sharp eyes were staring unceremoniously at Director Zhang.

"Old Zhang."

Disappointment and anger filled General Zhang’s voice.

"Is this the well-raised daughter you have?"

Director Zhang’s body trembled, and he stood at attention.

"General..."

"In the military district courtyard, openly distorting facts, falsely accusing a hero’s family!"

"I see your logistics department has too much free time!"

Director Zhang was so frightened his soul flew and scattered, his legs trembling.

He knew all too well the weight of General Zhang’s words!

"General! General, I’m wrong! It’s... it’s my fault for not teaching my daughter properly! It’s my lax discipline!"

He suddenly turned around and gave the dazed Zhang Lina a slap!

"Pa!"

The sound was crisp and loud.

Everyone at the kitchen door fell silent.

"You scoundrel!" Director Zhang yelled angrily, "Aren’t you going to apologize to Comrade Lin Wan Yi!"

Zhang Lina covered her face, completely dumbfounded.

Seeing her furious father and the contemptuous looks from the people around, she burst into tears.

Gu Xiuzhen lay on the ground, watching everything take a sudden turn for the worse, seeing herself utterly become a clown.

Humiliation, anger, malice...

All her emotions instantly overwhelmed her reason.

She suddenly leaped up from the ground like a lunatic, pointing her finger at the originator who exposed everything.

That not yet half-year-old, Gu An.

"How can a child’s words be trusted!"

She screamed, the sound unbearably sharp.

"What does he know! He’s just a..."

The venomous words came rushing out.

"He’s just a little ba..."

The word "bastard" hadn’t had time to come out.

A dignified male voice, tempered by years, suddenly came from the courtyard door.

"He can’t be trusted, then what about my eyes?"

The crowd quickly turned around.

There stood an elderly man at the door, wearing an old, washed-out military uniform, his figure thin but his back straight as a pine.

His face was full of wrinkles, but his eyes still shone like torches.

An aura of authority enveloped the room instantly.

The previously noisy living room fell quiet in an instant.

Even General Zhang instinctively stood straighter, his face showing respect.

Gu Yanshen’s usually stern face showed a fluctuation for the first time.

"Dad."

The newcomer was none other than Gu Yanshen’s father, Commander Gu, who had just returned from recuperating out of town.

Commander Gu’s gaze swept coldly across the chaos in the room.

It swept over the overturned stool on the ground, over the terrified Zhang Lina, over the cold-sweating Director Zhang.

Finally, his gaze fixed on his crazed-looking sister, Gu Xiuzhen.

His face was so dark water could almost drip from it.

"I saw everything clearly from outside the window."