Chapter 941: Mei Feng’s True Colors (30)

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Would he still trust her?

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He would be stupid to do so!

He clenched his fists tightly and stood there in a daze.

It was as though his mind was completely empty of thoughts, leaving a blank behind.

Right at this time, the ward door swung open. Mei Feng and Shen Xiu stood at the doorway.

Mei Feng had a nervous and worried expression on her face. She rushed up to Shen Zihao at once and took his hands, saying, “Zihao, are you okay? Have you been traumatized?”

Then she turned to look at Xia Nuannuan, who was lying on the bed. She sighed and continued with her act. “Sigh! I didn’t think that Nuannuan had such a rigid character. We had already forgiven her for her shameful deeds. Now that she has done this, how are you going to face the world in the future?”

She said this with a well-practiced look of sympathy.

As Shen Zihao observed her expression, he shook with fear.

He had actually spotted nothing peculiar.

This was one side of Mei Feng that terrified people.

Unconsciously, he swept her hand away.

Mei Feng froze and stared at Shen Zihao. A moment after, she said, “Zihao, what’s wrong with you? Are you unwell? Or have you been traumatized?”

Everyone in the room kept silent.

They all looked at her steadily.

Shen Zihao finally spoke. “You set Nuannuan up, didn’t you?”

Mei Feng frowned and said, “Zihao, what are you talking about?!”

Shen Zihao pointed at Liu Haiyang in response. “He has already admitted it.”

When Mei Feng heard this, she looked at Liu Haiyang who was still kneeling on the floor.

She had noticed him as she walked in, so it had crossed her mind that he might already have confessed.

However, there was no way she would so easily confess.

She frowned at once. “What did he say? Zihao, would you rather believe an outsider than me?”

She put on a hurt look and continued, “Zihao, how could you do this—”

Xia Yehua could no longer put up with the woman’s great pretense. “Mei Feng, aren’t you tired of putting up an act for so many years? You’ve pushed Nuannuan to the brink of suicide, what more do you want?”

“Suicide?” Mei Feng frowned. “Wasn’t it unsuccessful? Who knows, she may be using this method to win back Zihao.”

“She knew that all of you would be returning home, so why did she choose such a suicide method? If she really had wanted to kill herself, wouldn’t it have been much faster to throw herself off the building?”

“Perhaps she was in cahoots with Liu Haiyang to do this, so that Zihao would believe her again!”

“Zihao, you mustn’t fall victim to their lies.”

She looked at Shen Zihao nervously.

But she saw only coldness in his eyes.

Furrowing her brow, she continued, “Zihao, you don’t believe me?”

Shen Zihao hung his head and said, “Aunty Mei, do you think I’d still believe you now?”

Clutching her chest, Mei Feng staggered backward and fell into Shen Xiu’s embrace.

He put his hand around her shoulders and swept his gaze around the room slowly. Finally, it fell on Xia Yehua. “Dishonorable son! Is it because this woman told you things? Your Aunty Mei has been nothing but nice to you, but now you would rather believe these outsiders! You said that your Aunty Mei framed Xia Nuannuan. Where’s your proof?”

Was there proof?

Could there be any?

Mei Feng had always made perfect cover-ups.

But he believed in his own intuition.