"Stimulation? Did your mother tell you this herself?"
Feng Jingxuan did not make decisions for her directly but suddenly asked.
Song Chuxue was startled for a moment before she slowly explained, "Of course not, my mother has been in a coma, unable to tell me these things herself; this is all what my dad told me."
"After all, she went to see Matilda before the incident, and then she fell ill when she returned. This matter obviously cannot be separated from Matilda."
Feng Jingxuan's face darkened, his expression slightly cold.
He stared at Song Chuxue quietly, his gaze sharp, as if he could see right through her.
Song Chuxue sobbed briefly, looking down, saying nothing else, with tears streaming from her eyes.
"Jingxuan, the truth has already come to light, and Matilda has gone to apologize to my father. Why do you still not believe me?"
Apologize?