She suspected that Mrs. Huo knew that Huo Xiaoyan liked her son Huo Sihan and wanted to send her away, but was silenced instead.
In this way, Huo Xiaoyan would not have to leave the Huo family, lose her high-quality life and high status, nor would she have to worry about people knowing that she liked Huo Sihan.
However, she didn't want to talk about this, for fear that her husband would feel guilty.
When Su Qiao spoke, he stared into Huo Xiaoyan's eyes and used some hypnosis.
This stimulation made Huo Xiaoyan, who was already in a panic, go crazy.
Her expression was ferocious and terrifying. She didn't care about the pain and crawled up from the ground, as if she wanted to eat Su Qiao's flesh and drink Su Qiao's blood: "Shut up! Shut up!"
"You are talking nonsense, you are slandering me, there is no way I can kill her!
She was my mother, the one who took me out of the orphanage. I loved her, and there was no way I could kill her. She died of illness. It was her own poor health, and it had nothing to do with me."
Su Qiao sneered: "Yes, she died of her own illness, but it was you who put something in her tea that triggered her asthma. After she had difficulty breathing, she had a heart attack and died."
What happened back then has always been what Huo Xiaoyan is most afraid to talk about, even in her dreams.
But at this moment, Su Qiao revealed it all, and her head was buzzing.
She covered her ears like crazy and kept shaking her head: "No! I didn't, I didn't, I didn't put anything in, I didn't put anything in, it was just ginseng tea, just a cup of health tea, I didn't put anything in."
Yes, not her, she didn't put anything.
It's none of her business... It's none of her business...
Su Qiao's lips curled slightly, and he smiled sarcastically: "It's been more than two years, and you still remember that what Mrs. Huo drank before she died was a cup of health-preserving ginseng tea. You have a really good memory."
"Pah!"
Mr. Huo leaned on his crutches, trembling as he walked over, waved his hand and slapped him hard: "You bitch, what on earth did you do?"
That's his only son!
His only son, the one he had trained as his heir since childhood and the one on whom he placed all his hopes!
Over the past two years, he has been hating his daughter-in-law, hating her poor health, and hating why she fell ill at that time.
But he never expected that the source of all this trouble was his granddaughter Huo Xiaoyan, who had been with him after his son and daughter-in-law passed away.
"I..." Huo Xiaoyan was completely stunned.
But this slap woke her up. She hurried over, hugged the old man's legs and cried:
"Grandpa, I didn't do anything. I really didn't do anything. Grandpa, please believe me."
Su Qiao even admired this woman a little.
"More than two years ago, you were only nineteen years old, right?"
"At the age of nineteen, he is already so careful, courageous, and ruthless. He is really amazing."
Huo Xiaoyan stared at Su Qiao with a poisonous look in her eyes, and suddenly stood up and rushed over:
"Su Qiao, you bitch, you are the one who is stirring up trouble here, you are the one who is talking nonsense here, I will fight you."
"roll!"
Just as Su Qiao was about to take action, he felt his waist tighten, and he was lifted into the air and embraced in a wide embrace.
Huo Xiaoyan, who had bumped into him, was kicked away by her man.
Taotian's angry kick caused blood to seep from the corner of Huo Xiaoyan's mouth. She lay on the ground with a twisted face, unable to get up.
However, did she think that was the end of it
Mr. Huo, who had calmed down a little, had a gloomy face and stomped his crutch hard: "Someone, lock this bitch in the basement!"