Having held power in the Bai Family for decades, Bai Chuanfeng now relied solely on her ingrained majesty and imposing presence.
She glanced at Mo Yinhe and said, "Your sister's death has nothing to do with me."
After Tao Chengzhou took his seat, Mo Yinhe sat down, leaning against the back of his chair and looking at Bai Chuanfeng, who still maintained her composure even when facing death. "Mother-in-law, I most despise those who dare to act but refuse to bear the consequences. Only the incompetent live like rats, doing wicked things in secret. If you boldly admitted your actions, I might still respect you as a formidable person. Otherwise, don't blame me for my contempt. Besides, what's the point of denying it until the very end?"
"HAHAHA..."
Bai Chuanfeng laughed heartily, her good mood unaffected by her disadvantageous position. With Ye Siyuan to accompany her in death, Bai Chuanfeng had no regrets.
