Quick Transmigration: The Pregnant Little Fairy is Pampered by the Heirless Boss

Chapter 266 The Mad Couple 30

"Of course not me."

Wu Chufeng answered without hesitation.

Ji Xiaosong bit her lower lip, a hint of suspicion still lingering in her eyes. She looked up and stared directly at Wu Chufeng, pressing him for an answer: "Then, according to you, how exactly did Xiao Mumu die in the cesspool?"

Wu Chufeng looked relaxed, casually smoothing his sleeves, his face showing a nonchalant air, as if they were discussing nothing more than a trivial matter.

"Madam, it's really her own bad luck. After Xiao Mumu was released after being locked up for two days, she was still resentful and tried to use the same trick again. She brought a bucket of filth and planned to cause trouble in front of our mansion again."

He paused slightly, a cold glint in his eyes. "Who would have thought that when she swaggered towards our residence carrying that bucket, most of it spilled out, so she turned back. This time, she slipped and fell by the cesspool."

As Wu Chufeng spoke, he gestured, his tone laced with sarcasm, “She just fell into the cesspool with a ‘plop.’ She was pampered and spoiled and couldn’t swim at all. There was no one around, so even though she desperately cried for help, no one heard her. She just drowned in the cesspool.”

Ji Xiaosong listened quietly, her brows furrowed slightly the entire time.

"Chu Feng, is everything you said true?"

Ji Xiaosong spoke again, her gaze fixed on Wu Chufeng's eyes, trying to find a flaw in them.

Meeting Ji Xiaosong's gaze, Wu Chufeng reached out and gently flicked her nose, saying with a smile, "Madam, do you really think I'm so untrustworthy? If I really wanted to harm Xiao Mumu, why would I go to such lengths? I could have just killed her at the wedding. Besides, we're newlyweds now, why would I bother you with her little matter?"

Ji Xiaosong gently slapped Wu Chufeng's hand away. Although her doubts had not completely disappeared, Wu Chufeng's words had eased her mind somewhat.

She couldn't help but think of Wu Daniu, a man who once held considerable prestige in the court, but whose official position had been stripped to the lowest level, while Wu Chufeng's position as vice minister remained as stable as Mount Tai, and even became more secure.

It is evident that Wu Chufeng has his own unique way of surviving in the officialdom, and he is by no means easily shaken.

"Alright, let's put this matter aside for now. But your sister will definitely not believe your words, and I'm afraid many troubles will arise in the future."

Ji Xiaosong sighed helplessly. She had traveled to many places, but she had never seen anyone like Wu Chufeng who held a grudge for so long that he would kill her overnight.

Wu Chufeng's lips curled into a confident smile as he gently pulled Ji Xiaosong into his arms. "Madam, don't worry. I'll handle Wu Wanqing's situation. She can't cause any real trouble, and I certainly won't let her disrupt our lives."

"Yes, I trust you. I won't be eating at home tonight. Xiaohua wants to go to Zuixianlou, and I plan to take her there to try their new dishes."

Ji Xiaosong only found out that Zuixianlou was actually Wu Chufeng's business after he took over Wu Chufeng's business.

"Well, let's go."

After Ji Xiaosong left, the gentle smile on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a cold and stern expression.

He turned and walked toward the woodshed where Wu Wanqing was being held.

Inside the woodshed, Wu Wanqing sat on the floor, disheveled and in a sorry state.

His once magnificent brocade robe was now covered in dust, and his eyes were filled with anger and resentment.

Hearing footsteps, she suddenly looked up and saw Wu Chufeng walk in. She immediately struggled to her feet and cursed at him, "Wu Chufeng, you bastard, you owe me my daughter's life!"

Wu Chufeng remained calm, seemingly ignoring Wu Wanqing's insults.

He walked to the middle of the woodshed, looked down at Wu Wanqing, and spoke coldly:

"Sister, stop making a scene. I've come here today to have a proper talk with you."

Wu Wanqing snorted coldly, "Talk to you? You killed my daughter, I have nothing to talk to you about!"

Wu Chufeng frowned slightly, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes. "Sister, if you continue to be so unreasonable, don't blame me for being impolite. Don't you think about your son?"

Upon hearing her son's name, Wu Wanqing's body trembled slightly, and a hint of panic flashed in her eyes.

Seeing this, Wu Chufeng continued, "As you know, Father has been stripped of his official position, and the future of the Wu family rests on my shoulders. If you continue to make trouble and escalate the situation, what good will it do for the Wu family? What good will it do for your son?"

Wu Wanqing gritted her teeth, "Then tell me, are you just going to let my daughter's matter go like this? She's pregnant!"

Wu Chufeng sneered, "Sister, Xiao Mumu's death was entirely her own fault. She caused such a ruckus at the wedding, and I didn't punish her on the spot out of consideration for family. As for the cause of her death, I've already told Ji Xiaosong, but I might as well tell you again. After being released, she showed no remorse and tried to cause trouble again with filth, only to slip and fall into the cesspool. With no one around, she lost her life. How can you blame me for that?"

Wu Wanqing's eyes were full of suspicion. "Is everything you said true?"

Wu Chufeng's expression hardened. "Sister, believe it or not. But I advise you to stop being so persistent. If you behave yourself now, I can still ensure that you and your nephew are well-fed and clothed, out of consideration for our sibling relationship. But if you continue to cause trouble, I will not show any mercy."

Wu Wanqing remained silent for a long time, knowing that Wu Chufeng meant what he said.

Thinking of her young son, her eyes gradually dimmed.

"Okay, I can let this matter drop, but you must promise me that you will take good care of my son from now on and not let him suffer any grievances."

Wu Chufeng nodded slightly, "Of course. As long as you don't cause any more trouble, I will protect my nephew."

After saying that, he turned and strode out of the woodshed.

Wu Chufeng's footsteps faded into the distance, and the woodshed fell into a deathly silence.

Wu Wanqing stared blankly at the doorway, as if she could still see Wu Chufeng's cold and aloof back.

Suddenly, her legs gave way and she knelt on the ground with a thud. She clutched her hair tightly with both hands and let out a heart-wrenching low cry: "Mumu, my daughter, you died so tragically!"

Wu Wanqing simply couldn't believe Wu Chufeng's story; her younger brother had always been ruthless.

Back then, both she and Wu Chufeng were brought back to the Wu family, but the two were treated very differently.

She and Wang Cuihua's two sons abused him together. Her arrogant attitude at the time must have made Wu Chufeng resentful.

This must all be Wu Chufeng's conspiracy, but now she is helpless.

"Why, why is this happening..."

Wu Wanqing murmured to herself, tears streaming down her dusty face like a burst dam.

"If... if I hadn't abused Wu Chufeng like they did, if... if I hadn't helped them lie, would things be different today?"