At this moment, Mo Yu's face no longer showed any sadness or sorrow, only anger.
God knows how angry she was. The Xu family and Mo Wenhui were her biggest backers. If this backer died, wouldn't she be finished?
Butler Li raised his head, squinted, and stared at Mo Yu.
In that instant, Mo Yu felt as if she were being targeted by a venomous snake.
She looked at Butler Li with a puzzled expression, but Butler Li seemed to be the same person as before, without any change.
He began:
“Miss, Madam told me to call the police when I got back. I thought that if Nanzhi was there, she would accuse Nanzhi of kidnapping her, and those text messages would just be a smokescreen that Nanzhi deliberately used to find her guilty and put her in jail. I didn’t expect her to just leave like that.”
As he spoke, Butler Li wiped a tear from the corner of his eye with deep sorrow.
Mo Yu couldn't help but ask:
"Who could have killed her?"
Butler Li's lips curled into a smile as he looked at Mo Yu seriously and said:
"Miss, do you really care who killed her?"
Mo Yu's heart skipped a beat. She didn't care about anything else; what she cared about was whether she could get the Xu family's support and whether she could return to the Xu family.
Seeing Mo Yu's expression, Butler Li understood everything.
Mo Yu is a complete ingrate; her attempts to please Mo Wenhui are nothing more than exploitation.
If Mo Wenhui weren't the matriarch of the Xu family, she wouldn't have treated her like this at all.
Poor Mo Wenhui never knew until her death that the child she doted on so much had never been truly sincere to her.
Butler Li smirked. "Miss, it doesn't matter who killed the madam. What matters is who everyone will think it is."
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