Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 883 - 883 869. She is the one who killed your mother (2)

Chapter 883: 869. She is the one who killed your mother (2) Chapter 883: 869. She is the one who killed your mother (2) Zhao Xuan’s hand stiffened in the air. Hearing An Chong’s words was like lighting a firecracker, “That’s right, I did want to kill her, so what? Didn’t she just try to kill me too? You took the knife for her, but what about me? You just ignored me, indifferent to whether I live or die. An Chong, we’ve been husband and wife for so many years, I even bore you two children, how can you be so heartless and cruel to me?”

Saying this, her eyes gradually reddened.

“Zhao Xuan, you mad woman,” Zhou Qi grabbed her and delivered a slap without warning, sending Zhao Xuan sprawling to the side.

“Mom!” An Yu exclaimed in shock.

Zhao Xuan steadied herself on the table, the burning pain on her face a reminder of what had just happened. She clutched her face and looked at Zhou Qi with a sinister gleam in her eyes, “You dare to hit me?”

“So what if I hit you? You caused the death of Xiang Cheng, arranged for someone to poison Aman, and now you’ve stabbed Achong. A slap is the least of what you deserve,” Zhou Qi said, her face a steely hue of anger. “Zhao Xuan, the An Family has treated you well. Why would you do this to us? The An Family must have been cursed for eight generations to have let a woman like you through its doors.”

“Heh!”

Zhao Xuan sneered back, “Zhou Qi, don’t forget who was so eager for me to become the daughter-in-law of the An Family. Who was it that helped me and Achong get together? It was you, Zhou Qi.”

Zhou Qi’s face turned a mottled shade of purple and green with embarrassment, her look of dissatisfaction and disgust intensifying as she turned to Zhao Xuan.

Jian Qing watched this farce unfold with a hint of mockery curling the corners of her lips.

A dog eat dog world, quite an entertaining spectacle indeed.

“Zhao Xuan, let’s see how long you can remain smug,” An Man stepped forward, glancing at everyone in the room before her gaze settled on An Chong.

“Big Brother, do you know why Zhao Xuan was so kind to help me take care of Chengcheng?”

“Shut up, just shut up,” bellowed Zhao Xuan, her arms flailing as she lunged towards An Man but was restrained by An Yun.

An Man couldn’t help feeling a bit of schadenfreude watching her frantically panic, then continued, “That’s because Zhao Xuan has dirt on her that I hold. She took over taking care of Chengcheng from mom so she could use Chengcheng to threaten me into keeping her secret. Should her deeds from that year be revealed, not just you but especially Big Brother and Jian Qing would never let her off the hook.”

“An Yun, let go of me, are you also against me?” Zhao Xuan desperately called An Yun by his full name, seeing An Man about to spill her secrets.

An Yun remained silent, his grip on her hand not slackening in the least.

“Jian Qing, I’ll just tell you the truth,” An Man turned to Jian Qing, ready to let everything go to ruin, “The person who killed your mother all those years ago was Zhao Xuan, she is the true culprit behind your mother’s death.”

Jian Qing’s eyes, dark as the deepest night, were filled with icy coldness, “What did you say?”

“You’re talking nonsense, shut your mouth,” shouted Zhao Xuan at the top of her lungs.

“Explain yourself clearly,” Jian Qing’s figure flashed, and in an instant, she was in front of An Man, her voice icy cold as she grabbed An Man’s arm.

Looking up, An Man could clearly see the chilling severity in her eyes, and, holding her breath, said, “The person who drove the car that killed your mother was Zhao Xuan.”

Jian Qing’s aura shifted dramatically, a bone-chilling coldness crawling up the spines of Zhou Qi and her companions, An Man most of all, who was standing closest to Jian Qing and could clearly feel the rebellious, fierce energy emanating from her, causing her to tremor involuntarily.

Mo Xiao and Jian Luo’s faces darkened, with Mo Xiao rushing over to An Man first, grabbing her, and asking in a cold voice, “How do you know?”

“Back then, my mother, Arong, and I went to find Jian Wei, but we never expected to get into a car accident. I was the first to chase out and happened to see the new car that hit Jian Wei. Although it didn’t have a license plate yet, I recognized it at first glance as Zhao Xuan’s, and I also found one of her earrings dropped in the Grass Cluster.”

When Zhao Xuan bought that car, An Man just happened to pick up her own car from the car shop after servicing it and saw Zhao Xuan paying for and picking up the vehicle. At first, An Man merely suspected Zhao Xuan had something to do with the accident, but only after Jian Wei was sent to the hospital and she found a dropped earring in the Grass Cluster nearby. When she brought the earring home and saw that Zhao Xuan was missing one, that’s when she dared to confirm that Jian Wei’s car accident was related to her.

That pair of earrings was a custom gift from her second brother to Zhao Xuan, whom Zhao Xuan always wore, reluctant to ever take them off. Too coincidental to lose them right when Jian Wei had her accident, it was hard for An Man not to suspect her.

Mo Xiao, with eyes as dark as the deep abyss, stared at her, “Are you sure?”

“I guarantee with my life, Jian Wei was indeed hit and killed by Zhao Xuan driving,” An Man stated firmly.

Back then, she and Arong were punished by the old master for this incident. Watching Zhao Xuan walk away scot-free, she had thought about exposing Zhao Xuan, but then she figured since Jian Wei was already dead, instead of outing Zhao Xuan and making an enemy, it was better to hold onto this leverage for a time when she might need to use it to threaten her.

But now that she had lost her son, she had no intention of letting Zhao Xuan off easily.

Mo Xiao let go of her and slowly turned to look at Zhao Xuan, his icy gaze solidifying into frost, shooting straight at her, “Zhao Xuan!”

It turned out the person who caused the eternal separation between him and his Weiwei, the person responsible for his children’s early experience of losing their mother, was her, the cause behind everything.

Watching Mo Xiao step by step walking towards her, the ominous aura swirling around him, Zhao Xuan felt a surge of fear, “Big brother, don’t listen to An Man’s nonsense. I didn’t do it, she wants to put the blame of killing Jian Wei on me, this has nothing to do with me.”

“Shut up, you’re not worthy of saying her name,” Mo Xiao said sharply.

“Uncle, calm down, let’s talk this through,” An Yun tried to intercede, hiding Zhao Xuan behind him as he met Mo Xiao’s bottomless dark eyes with a subservient tone.

Mo Xiao, “Get out of my way!”

“Uncle, she’s my mother. I can’t let you hurt her,” An Yun stood in front of Zhao Xuan, said stubbornly.

Mo Xiao didn’t utter another word, his hand shot out like lightning, grabbing An Yun’s shoulder and flinging him aside, leaving Zhao Xuan without protection, and she turned to run.

But the moment she turned, she met a pair of black eyes as deep as a tranquil pool. The woman’s pale hands grasped her neck, making it hard for her to breathe.

“Where do you think you’re running to?”

“Jian Qing, stop it,” An Yu cried out in alarm.

“Even if my mom did something wrong, the law should punish her. If you dare hurt her, I’ll accuse you of premeditated murder.”

“Get out of the way, or you’re the next one I’ll hit,” Jian Luo stood beside Jian Qing, giving her a cold glare and a stern warning.