When Qi Shaoxiong asked him, Jiang Xing instinctively looked across at his sister Jiang Youli first, wanting to see how she would react.
In fact, the entire way to the Qi family estate, until his sister Jiang Youli arrived, Jiang Xing had been very conflicted.
Should he really testify on Qi Feixue's behalf about being poisoned himself?
In the eyes of his sister Jiang Youli, would this be seen as yet another betrayal?
But if he didn't testify, he might lose any chance of getting the antidote.
Seeing Jiang Xing staring at her, Jiang Youli said with a mocking smile, "Why are you looking at me? Qi Shaoxiong is the one asking you, not me."
Jiang Youli's indifferent attitude plunged Jiang Xing into even deeper pain. Although he knew it would disappoint his sister once more, he truly wanted to rid himself of the poison in his body.
Every time the poison took effect, the agony was unbearable!
Even if he had to testify for Qi Feixue, it was out of desperation, not because he intended to harm his sister Jiang Youli.
Jiang Xing clenched his fingers, struggled fiercely in his heart, and finally made a decision. "Grandpa Qi, Miss Qi Feixue isn’t lying. She was indeed poisoned by my sister. This poison can’t be detected. Last time I told Grandfather, because the tests couldn’t find anything, he didn’t believe me. But this time, since Miss Qi Feixue has also been poisoned, we’re both victims. That’s why I chose to testify for her."
As he spoke these words, he dared not meet his sister Jiang Youli’s eyes.
But Jiang Xing was overthinking it. Jiang Youli wasn’t even looking at him, as she had never trusted him anyway.
If she had held any hope for Jiang Xing, she would have been badly let down once more.
Jiang Youli still used a mocking tone. "Jiang Xing, so do you have evidence this time? Or are you and Qi Feixue conspiring to frame me?"
Before Jiang Xing could respond, Qi Feixue immediately took out her phone and said, "Grandpa, I have videos of every episode I’ve suffered. Look, would I joke with my own body? I was in such pain."
Jiang Xing hesitated for a moment, then also pulled out his phone. "Grandpa Qi, I had my mom record my episodes too. Even though the doctors can’t figure out what poison it is, the suffering is real."
Old Master Qi only glanced at the phone his granddaughter Qi Feixue handed him.
Jiang Xing sheepishly put his phone away.
After confirming that his granddaughter’s pain in the video didn’t seem fake, Old Master Qi returned the phone to her and turned to Jiang Youli, asking sternly, "Xiao Li, is the poisoning true?"
Before Jiang Youli could answer, Qi Feixue rushed to speak, sobbing, "Grandpa, would I deceive you? I don’t want to hold Jiang Youli accountable. I just want the poison cured now, otherwise every time it takes effect, the pain will make me wish I were dead."
After saying this, Qi Feixue burst into tears and gave Jiang Xing a meaningful look.
Jiang Xing chimed in, "Grandpa Qi, when the poison acts, it’s truly unbearable. If it weren’t for relying on anesthesia, I could barely make it through."
Qi Feixue continued, her voice filled with grievance, "Grandpa, you have to save me. If the poison isn’t cured, Jiang Youli will truly torture me to death."
Jiang Youli was about to deny the poisoning again when, unexpectedly, Qi Huan patted the back of her hand, said, "Let me handle this," then smiled at Qi Feixue. "So you filmed videos. Well, as it happens, I recorded one too."
With that, he turned his head and called out, "Cheng Jing."
Cheng Jing nodded, took out his phone, played a video, and walked respectfully to Old Master Qi. "Master Qi, please have a look."
Jiang Youli was a bit surprised at first, but quickly realized what video Qi Huan had recorded. She raised an eyebrow at him with amusement. "Huanhuan, you really are full of surprises."
Qi Huan laughed. "I have Qi Feixue’s own carelessness to thank for it."
Hearing this, Qi Feixue’s eyes widened in shock. What video had Qi Huan recorded?!
Could it be...?
Qi Shaoxiong frowned, suddenly sensing something ominous.
Jiang Xing’s heart tightened. Today, he had taken a huge risk to testify for Qi Feixue, all for the sake of curing the poison in his own body.
If this attempt failed, he would never have another chance!
After all, he had once again stabbed his own sister, Jiang Youli, in the back!
Under everyone’s watchful gaze, Old Master Qi took the phone and played the video. Qi Huan’s voice came through first.
"You sent Qi Yue to Africa, didn't you? To force me to go save him and then keep me in Africa forever."
Then Qi Feixue’s voice followed.
"Huan Ge, you’re overthinking things. Qi Yue wasn’t taken by my brother. He did something to wrong you and fled to Africa on his own."
"Oh, is that so?"
"Brother, that’s not true! Qi Shaoxiong was the one who took me away. I heard him tell his men in Africa that he wanted to lure you there to rescue me, and then eliminate you."
Hearing the audio playing loudly, Qi Feixue was stunned.
She genuinely hadn’t expected Qi Huan to have secretly recorded the video at that time!
If she had known he was filming, she would never have said those words and left him with evidence!
Old Master Qi’s expression darkened. The light from the phone cast a harsh glow on his aged, grim face.
Qi Shaoxiong’s face was no better. He had only wanted to help his sister get rid of the poison. He never imagined he would be dragged into this too!
He could scheme against Qi Huan all he wanted in private. As long as he succeeded, the old man wouldn’t interfere. But if he failed, the punishment would fall squarely on him!
Before returning to the Qi family estate, he had repeatedly asked his sister if she had left any evidence against Qi Huan. She had firmly said no.
But now, video evidence was playing right in front of everyone!
Qi Feixue’s voice continued:
"So what? Grandpa set a three-month deadline for us to compete for the heir position on our own merits. My brother didn’t kill you. Are you going to kill me?"
"Qi Huan, no matter how capable you are, you can’t just murder someone, can you? You’d end up in prison too!"
"If you killed just some nobody, you could pay off the family, or Grandpa might find someone to take the fall. But if you kill me, my father and brother won’t let it go!"
"I have my father and brother behind me. But you, Qi Huan, have no one left. Your mother is dead. Your father and brother both want you dead. Even if you die in Africa, Grandpa might only feel a pang of regret for losing a promising successor. No one would avenge you. But I’m different—my father and brother will pursue this to the very end!"
The audio in the video stopped there.
