Wei Juan was startled, her face turning even paler. "Then how did your parents die, sister?"
“He was shot and killed,” Su Wantang said. “Based on my father’s notes and correspondence, I can deduce that the murderer was probably your father, but I don’t have concrete evidence. Do you remember what happened on September 4th, 10 years ago?”
Su Wantang looked at her earnestly, "I need your help."
"I..." Wei Juan's face grew even paler, and she was extremely flustered.
Shooting...
And the blood-stained gun that Dad brought home that night...
All this evidence points to the fact that the father was actually the murderer who killed the beautiful older sister's parents.
What should she do?
Should she help the pretty older sister testify against her father?
The pretty older woman saved her life; she should help her...
Even if Wei Zhentian is a scoundrel, he is still her father after all. Blood is thicker than water... Should she put justice before family?
On one hand, there's gratitude; on the other, there's kinship...
For a moment, Wei Juan didn't know what to do.
Su Wantang looked at the struggling and painful expression on Wei Juan's face as she sat opposite her, and she instantly understood.
Just as I expected.
Sure enough, Wei Juan knew what had happened that day.
Su Wantang was still figuring out how to find evidence, but now the evidence has been delivered to her doorstep.
The girl she unintentionally saved today is the daughter of the man who killed her parents.
If Wei Juan is willing to cooperate with me to identify Wei Zhentian at the police station, it can be used as evidence to prosecute Wei Zhentian.
But Wei Juan is, after all, Wei Zhentian's biological daughter. Even if Wei Zhentian has treated her badly over the years, they still have a father-daughter bond...
Getting Wei Juan to speak was not easy.
At this moment, Wei Juan was torn between two conflicting thoughts and extremely hesitant. Su Wantang then spoke softly, "It's also my fault for being too hasty. Ten years ago, you were just an eight-year-old child. What could you possibly know?"
Wei Juan raised her clear, bright eyes to look at Su Wantang in front of her, "Sister..."
"I'll find a way to investigate this myself," Su Wantang said with a gentle smile. "You just fell into the lake, so you need to drink some ginger water to warm yourself up. Wait here, I'll go and make some for you."
With that, Su Wantang stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
Watching Su Wantang's departing figure, Wei Juan felt increasingly complicated and uneasy.
My sister is so kind, and she's been so good to me...
She didn't choose to help her sister; she's truly a terrible person...
Wei Juan lowered her head, her hands tightly twisting the hem of her skirt, feeling increasingly guilty and remorseful.
Before long, Su Wantang brought two steaming bowls of ginger tea from the kitchen and handed one of them to Wei Juan.
"Freshly brewed ginger tea is the best for dispelling cold, drink it while it's hot," Su Wantang said with a light laugh.
"Thank you, sister." Wei Juan held the cup of ginger tea with both hands, gently blowing on the steaming tea and sipping it slowly.
“When my mother was still alive, whenever I caught a cold, she would make me a bowl of ginger tea.” Wei Juan raised her clear and bright eyes. “Sister, the ginger tea you made for me tastes just like the one my mother used to make for me.”
"I'm glad you like it." Su Wantang picked up another cup of ginger tea, took small sips, and said with a light laugh.
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