Mu Xiaozhi's words drew everyone's attention to Old Mrs. Mu.
Was it Old Mrs. Mu who poisoned?
It must be. Who in the family most wants Mu Shuangshuang dead? Isn't it Old Mrs. Mu?
So at this moment, everyone's gaze towards Old Mrs. Mu was filled with doubt, agreement, and even heartbreak. Of course, most were in agreement; Old Mrs. Mu finally did something good for them, one less mouth to feed in the house.
"Why are you all staring at me? What is it? You think I did it? That I used poison?"
With so many eyes on her, Old Mrs. Mu was unhappy. She hadn't killed anyone. If it were her, she would've bought a few fireworks to set off for the New Year. How could she stay silent now, without a peep?
"Mother, isn't it just you who hates Shuang the most in this house? Admit it, so we don't waste money hiring a doctor. Let Shuang die, as you wish."
