The evidence relates to this incident, but as for the matter of Yao Ruanqian, it’s been too long, even more evidence would have been consumed.

"So, Ruqian really was killed by you?" Gu Chunhai glared at Wang Meili with a dark expression and asked, "Was it you who killed her?"

He spoke as he walked towards Wang Meili.

"Was it?" His hand was already on Wang Meili’s neck.

"You... let go." Wang Meili, strangled and unable to breathe, her face turned red.

"Dad." Gu Lingling hurriedly stepped forward, grabbing Gu Chunhai’s arm, "Dad, let’s let go, shall we?"

"Say it, was it you?" Gu Chunhai was on the brink of madness, gripping Wang Meili’s neck, "Was it you who killed her?"

Wang Meili could no longer breathe, and her eyes began to roll back.

"Brother Yang." Gu Lingling called out loudly.

Yang Yunhai clasped Gu Chunhai’s hand, "Uncle, my apologies."

After speaking, he exerted force, prying Gu Chunhai’s hand away.

Freed, Wang Meili collapsed to the ground, gasping deeply and coughing incessantly.

My god, she was scared to death just now.

Almost lost her life.

"Lingling, was it her? Was it her who did it to your mother?" Gu Chunhai, like a helpless child, pitifully looked at Gu Lingling, then shook his head, "No, it should be me who killed your mother, it’s I who wronged her."

If Wang Meili hadn’t developed such a twisted affection for him, she wouldn’t have acted to kill.

It’s all his fault.

All because of him.

Gu Chunhai hit his head, squatting down, and hugged his head, sobbing painfully.

"I didn’t do it." Even now, Wang Meili wouldn’t admit it.

Of course, she couldn’t admit it.

Even if there was no evidence now, she wouldn’t admit it even if there was.

Otherwise, she would truly be finished in the Gu Family.

Unfortunately, even if she refuses to admit it, it’s evident that everyone already believed Gu Lingling’s words, so whether she admits it or not, what difference does it make?

"I don’t have a mother with a heart like yours." After a long while, Gu Haojun spoke with red eyes, "I don’t have a mother as vicious as you."

"Haohuan, let me explain, I truly don’t know." Wang Meili panicked, stepping forward to grab Gu Haojun, only to be pushed away by him.

"I’m going to get clothes for Juanhao, I still have to get things for my daughter." He spoke as he walked, like a soulless puppet.

This incident had dealt him a massive blow.

Gu Chunhai’s condition was not much better.

He squatted on the ground, muttering, "It was I who killed you, I caused your death."

Repeating the sentence over and over.

Gu Haojun found the clothes and walked out, Wang Meili stood there awkwardly, wanting to take the things from his hand, but Gu Haojun dodged, "Do not touch these things, you have no right to touch them."

Wang Meili, "Haohuan, you can’t abandon your mother."

She just wanted to introduce a new partner to her son, someone obedient, living their life dutifully instead of like Liu Juanhao, who frequently incited her son against her.

But now, seemingly without any incitement needed, her son had already abandoned her.

So all her efforts were for nothing?

How could this happen?