The mother of the Hou family eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and went crazy, I won by sucking milk

The calmness on Song Nansheng's face suddenly disappeared.

He frowned, pulled the corners of his mouth, and asked uncertainly: "How could it be a drug! There is absolutely no way there is a drug in this sweet snack!"

She didn't put any drugs in the desserts at all, so how could there be any drugs?

Along the way, I didn't ask anyone else to help me with the desserts.

There shouldn't be any possibility that someone else could have drugged Jiang Wanqing, right?

At this moment, even Song Nansheng himself was a little uncertain.

Her eyes flickered, and she suddenly gritted her teeth and said to the doctor, "You must be a quack! No, get another doctor! You must be someone arranged by Jiang Wanqing!"

At this moment, Mo Yu said, "Miss cousin, you should be brave enough to do things. Just admit what you have done. Now that the evidence is in front of you, why are you still doing this? Could it be that you asked someone else to make this dessert?"

Old Madam Zhou, who was standing by, also looked at Song Nansheng suspiciously.

She was not sure where Song Nansheng had put the drugs.

But this doctor...

Madam Zhou replied after careful consideration: "Nan Sheng, this doctor has also come to our house to treat patients for many years."

What this means is that it is unlikely that this doctor would have misprescribed the drug. Compared to Jiang Wanqing, the doctor is also closer to Old Madam Zhou.

Song Nansheng stared at Old Madam Zhou and opened his mouth to try to explain something.

Until the end, nothing was said.

Mo Yu said to the doctor, "Please help our wife wake up first."

The doctor nodded, took out a long, thin needle from the medical box, and prepared for acupuncture.

Song Nansheng bit her lip and looked at Mo Yu: "When Jiang Wan wakes up, you will know whether I lied or not. She has never eaten my food."

Mo Yu glanced at Song Nansheng indifferently.

He sneered, "You'd better pray that this matter has nothing to do with you!"

Right now, the doctor is treating Jiang Wanqing again.

Old Madam Zhou walked up to Song Nansheng and pulled him to a corner.

He lowered his voice and asked, "Tell me the truth, did you put drugs in the dessert?"

Song Nansheng looked like he wanted to cry but had no tears.

She said very aggrievedly: "How could it be me! I didn't, auntie. I don't know why. Jiang Wanqing should have fainted, but I was the one who fainted..."

Song Nansheng pursed his lips and pondered for a long time.

Thinking back to what happened before.

Old Madam Zhou was angry again.

He looked down at Song Nansheng with a reproachful tone: "I only told you two things to do, but now it seems that you can't do any of them well!"

The first time he framed Jiang Wanqing, it was Jiang Wanqing who finally proved that Song Nansheng had a relationship with Xiang Zhuangyu.

The second false accusation ended up with Song Nansheng falling into a trap again.

Old Madam Zhou felt a little helpless.

Now they are in the dark, while Jiang Wanqing is in the light.

It turns out that Song Nansheng could be plotted against by others.

At that moment, he shook his head helplessly.

There was a hint of panic in Song Nansheng's eyes.

He pulled at Madam Zhou’s sleeve.

Her tone was very sincere: "Aunt, I really don't know what happened before. I saw it with my own eyes. Jiang Wanqing was clearly drugged by me, but I don't know why, I don't remember anything about what happened afterwards.

Nothing really happened between Xiang Zhuangyu and me... I don't know why he was lying on my bed, aunt, you have to believe me."

Song Nansheng was still a little panicked about the fact that he was caught lying on the same bed with Xiang Zhuangyu and was seen by so many maids.

She was afraid that her aunt really believed what she had seen earlier.

In front of Song Nansheng, Old Madam Zhou pushed away Song Nansheng's hand that was grabbing her arm.

As Old Madam Zhou moved, Song Nansheng's face turned paler and paler.

Song Nansheng couldn't help but open his mouth: "Aunt, what are you doing?"

Song Nansheng could clearly feel Madam Zhou's disdain.

Somewhere in my heart, I suddenly started to panic.

However, Old Madam Zhou looked at Song Nansheng.

She slowly explained, "Of course I believe you, no matter what, you always call me aunt.

but…

You also know that our Xingchang Marquis Mansion is not an ordinary family. You slept in bed with a man from outside the family, and you were caught in the act in front of so many people. How can I deal with you?"

If Song Nansheng were to become the wife of the Marquis of Xingchang in the future, Old Madam Zhou would feel a little uncomfortable.

Isn't this obvious that he is making his son Zi Gu wear a cuckold?

Song Nansheng became a little anxious.

With a slightly aggrieved tone: "Aunt, I also want to do something for you. Haven't I been waiting for my cousin all the time?"

Listening to Song Nansheng's pitiful voice begging for mercy.

Madam Zhou finally softened her heart and sighed.

After so many years, Song Nansheng's dedication to Zi Gu can still be seen.

Not to mention, Song Nansheng gave birth to Zi Gu's only child so far.

Even if there is no credit, there is still hard work.

At that moment, Old Madam Zhou also took a step back.

He sighed and said, "Let's wait until Zi Gu comes back before we talk about anything else. We should deal with Jiang Wanqing first."

What happened tonight will sooner or later reach Zhou Zigu's ears.

At that time, whether Zhou Zigu wants Song Nansheng to be his wife or not will depend on Zhou Zigu himself.

Old Madam Zhou had no intention of interfering so much.

Old Madam Zhou and Song Nansheng were whispering in the corner.

Not far away, Mo Yu's excited voice was heard.

"Ma'am, you finally woke up!"

Song Nansheng raised his head and looked at Jiang Wanqing who was lying on the bed behind the screen in the distance.

Originally Jiang Wanqing was unconscious on the desk.

When Mo Yu arrived, he had already moved Jiang Wanqing to the bed.

What you see through the screen is not so clear.

Song Nansheng retracted his gaze and turned to look at Madam Zhou, with a serious face: "Aunt, what exactly happened before? Let's go ask Jiang Wanqing now!"

Old Madam Zhou followed Song Nansheng's line of sight with her sharp eyes.

The person behind the screen seemed particularly excited.

A figure can be seen, it should be the maid named Mo Yu.

Old Madam Zhou and Song Nansheng also walked towards the bed.

When Song Nansheng came closer, he met Jiang Wanqing's eyes.

But there was a hint of innocence in Jiang Wanqing's eyes.

Song Nansheng was surprised, with an indescribable feeling.

Then he asked, "Jiang Wanqing, do you still remember why you fainted?"