Biting The Hand That Feeds You?

"Jiang Yue, after I left the medicinal room yesterday, did you enter the medicinal room?" Qiao Nian looked at Jiang Yue intently. When she spoke to Zhao Qian yesterday, she had vaguely sensed that someone was outside.

Jiang Yue frowned. She said angrily, "Qiao Nian, you're trying to frame me. I'm telling you, Grandma has raised me since I was young. How could I do such a thing?"

Holding the fruit knife, Qiao Nian stepped towards Matriarch Gu. She sneered when she heard Jiang Yue's words. "You know very well whether you did it or not."

"I didn't do anything." Jiang Yue argued loudly. Seeing Qiao Nian pick up the fruit knife, she took two steps back in fear. When she saw that Qiao Nian wasn't about to rush at her with the knife, she hurriedly stepped forward again to stop Qiao Nian. "W-What are you going to do with the knife?"