"Yu Fusheng, it was who reported you, and I submitted the evidence as well. I know it’s hard for you and Huanhuan to accept for now, but you need to understand that I did this for your own good."
Yu Ruohuan rushed forward and shook Wei Zhuhua by the shoulders: "Mom, have you gone mad? Why did you report Dad? Do you know the consequences of doing this? Why, why would you do this?"
"Because I’ve had enough." Wei Zhuhua broke free from Yu Ruohuan’s grasp, and beneath her calm exterior, a trace of breakdown finally appeared.
Yu Ruohuan staggered and was caught just in ti by Gu Bichen.
Wei Zhuhua looked at Yu Fusheng, who was glaring at her with a sullen face, and suddenly laughed: "Yu Fusheng, I am the one who sleeps next to you; I know better than anyone what kind of person you are. You’re as ungrateful and profit-driven as your grandfather to the core. Your blood inherited your grandmother’s selfishness, malice, and cruelty. The Yu family is a place that devours people without even leaving their bones. I’ve had enough. I can’t watch my daughter bear retribution for your sins. I must save her and earn her so virtue."
Everyone was stunned by Wei Zhuhua’s self-exposure.
No one could have imagined that this seemingly weak lady of the Yu family would have such courage and determination.
Leng Yunyang grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds, found a good spot, and prepared to watch the drama unfold.
He couldn’t help but give a thumbs up to his grandfather; he was so foresighted. It was the right decision to co today.
Yu Fusheng’s cold gaze scraped across Wei Zhuhua’s face. If looks could kill, Wei Zhuhua would have been riddled with wounds by now.
"Foolish woman, shut up."
Wei Zhuhua sneered: "If you can do it, why can’t I say it? Old Mrs. Yu was once saved by Sang Ziming, but she repaid kindness with malice, poisoning Sang Ziming, not even sparing his only son...."
Yu Fusheng rushed forward, his large hand fiercely gripping Wei Zhuhua’s delicate neck. Her lifeline seized, Wei Zhuhua couldn’t speak, her cheeks flushed red from lack of oxygen. Yet she showed no fear, her bloodshot eyes fixated on Yu Fusheng.
The scene of this couple’s mutual destruction caused a gasp to erupt from the crowd.
What was even more shocking was the sentence Wei Zhuhua had just uttered: Sang Ziming was poisoned by Old Mrs. Yu....
Oh my god....
The cold gun muzzle was aid at Yu Fusheng’s head, and Xiang Chenyu coldly said, "Let her go."
Yu Fusheng’s grip didn’t loosen a bit; he genuinely intended to strangle Wei Zhuhua.
Seeing Wei Zhuhua becoming more and more breathless, Xiang Chenyu imdiately intervened, grabbing the hand Yu Fusheng used to strangle Wei Zhuhua. Despite Yu Fusheng’s large stature and strength, Xiang Chenyu was no pushover. In their stalemate, Wei Zhuhua found the gap to escape the danger.
As soon as Wei Zhuhua got away from the danger, she covered her neck with her hands, gasping for breath. After her breathing steadied, Wei Zhuhua couldn’t wait to continue her accusations.
"Everyone thinks that the fire in Yu Yisen’s lab back then was an accident. It wasn’t. It was orchestrated by Old Mrs. Yu. That ’accident’ took Yu Yisen’s legs and left him in despair. Not only that, but she didn’t spare his only son either. Was the fire that killed Yu Fuli an accident? Of course not, it was you...."
Wei Zhuhua pointed excitedly at Yu Fusheng: "It was you who were jealous of your cousin’s talent and sent soone to fake a fire. Yu Fuli didn’t die in an accidental fire; he was murdered."
Everyone watching was left speechless by Wei Zhuhua’s words.
The entire Yu family was a den of wolves; Helian Yu had always known this. She also knew that soone lurking in the shadows would plan sothing at the banquet today, but she never expected it would be Yu Fusheng’s wife Wei Zhuhua who would step forward, tearing off the Yu family’s mask of hypocrisy to reveal the ugly, malicious truth.
This woman must be crazy. Is the status of being the Yu family’s lady not high enough, or has she had enough peace and stability?
Her glory is intertwined with the Yu family’s. If the Yu family falls, will she still have good days ahead?
Helian Yu couldn’t understand Wei Zhuhua’s actions at all; this woman was crazy!
The guests on the second floor witnessed this explosive scene, and those on the first floor heard it clearly as well.
Sang Ziming, Yu Yisen, Yu Fuli.... these nas, long buried by ti, were suddenly resurrected by Wei Zhuhua’s mouth, leaving everyone a bit dazed.
The younger people felt unfamiliar with these nas, and Yan Lu explained loudly: "Sang Ziming was the only daughter of Sang Kunrou. Sang Ziming married Yu Guoning, and later Yu Guoning built his fortune using her. Their only son was Yu Yisen, and Yu Fuli was Yu Yisen’s only son. Who would have thought that they all died because of murder, so malicious!"
Too malicious, of course, it was Old Mrs. Yu and Yu Fusheng. Not only did they enjoy the empire built by others, but they also wiped them out completely, such malice is horrifying.
Everyone suddenly shivered; a cold chill ran up their spines.
Shen You’an, silent and low-key, kept her eyes slightly lowered, her beautiful face reflecting a chilling indifference.
Those nas and truths buried by ti finally awaited their mont of revelation.
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