Unveil Her Secret Identities
Chapter 478 to see Yao Meishu _1

Chapter 478: 478 to see Yao Meishu _1

"My mother is in there, and I believe in her innocence. So, I am going in to talk to her. After all, she is your aunt, and you’ve referred to her as ’mother’ for nearly twenty years. Please do me this favor, as if you’re helping yourself."

Lu Jiayue stared at Lu Qingyi, expecting her response. She then began to speak slowly.

She put away the contempt she held inside her for Lu Qingyi.

She spoke in a proud tone, showing her dislike for Lu Qingyi. She didn’t want Lu Qingyi to be better than her. She didn’t display the gentle and understanding exterior she usually did...

However, she truly cared for Yao Meishu, her mother. Yao Meishu held an important place in her heart.

"Innocence? Helping myself?"

Lu Qingyi raised her eyebrows, coldly gazing at Lu Jiayue with an expression of indifference.

"Fine, let’s go in then."

After finishing her sentence, Lu Qingyi continued to speak in her usual indifferent tone.

Lu Jiayue bit her lips and followed Lu Qingyi into the prison, the guard didn’t stop them.

"Jiahao, aren’t you coming in?"

Lu Qingyi looked back and saw that Lu Jiahao hadn’t followed, she said with a slightly furrowed brow.

"Hmm."

Lu Jiahao lightly responded and followed in.

He couldn’t quite describe the strange feeling in his heart.

Kyoto Prison was the largest prison in Kyoto with not-so-bad facilities and dim lighting, giving off an eerie feeling.

Lu Jiahao quietly followed behind, watching Lu Qingyi’s retreating figure with mixed emotions.

"Lu Qingyi, why do you know the guard here?"

Lu Jiayue, paying attention to the environment inside the prison, curiously asked Lu Qingyi.

Although the environment wasn’t awful, it was very gloomy. After all, a prison is still a prison. Yao Meishu must be suffering inside and Lu Jiayue felt a great sympathy towards her.

When they arrived at the cell holding Yao Meishu, she was in a white prison uniform, her hair messy, curled up in a corner, giving off an impression of pitiful innocence.

She was the only prisoner in this cell.

"Mom."

Upon seeing Yao Meishu, Lu Jiayue looked worried, leaning her entire body against the bars, tears falling from her eyes.

"Yueyue..."

Yao Meishu’s eyes lit up when she saw Lu Jiayue, her gaze filled with hope.

"Yueyue, I was framed."

Yao Meishu, due to her long years as a rich wife, couldn’t stand this place for a second; she felt an extreme sense of fear here.

She wanted out, she no longer wanted to stay here.

The incident from twenty years ago, how could anyone dig it up now? Yes, she was framed.

"I know, mother."

Lu Jiayue nodded, wiping her tears as she spoke.

In her eyes, she believed unquestionably that Yao Meishu was framed.

"Framed?"

Lu Qingyi crossed her arms, her eyebrows knitting, and watched Yao Meishu with a cold gaze.

Framed, huh?

She scoffed, Yao Meishu’s skin was definitely thick.

"Lu Qingyi."

Yao Meishu looked at Lu Qingyi in surprise. She had been too focused on Lu Jiayue, and had not paid attention to Lu Qingyi.

Upon closer observation, she realized that both Lu Qingyi and Lu Jiahao were present. Yao Meishu’s heart skipped a beat and she suddenly felt uneasy.

"Yao Meishu, evil deeds will meet retribution, and karma will work its way around. If there was no sufficient evidence, you would still be at large."

Lu Qingyi’s expression was cold, and her look at Yao Meishu was even colder.

Yao Meishu used to say that no one had expected her birth.

Yes, her own mother was killed by Yao Meishu, and her father didn’t know about her existence. Who could have possibly looked forward to her arrival?

Lu Qingyi found it extremely ironic.

"It was you then, right, Lu Qingyi? This is your doing, isn’t it?"

Yao Meishu was no fool. She was smart, quickly picking up the undertones in Lu Qingyi’s words.

On the fifth day in Kyoto, she and Lu Yao had planned to return to Jin City, but their visa didn’t come through, hence they were stuck in Kyoto.

At first, Yao Meishu was very confused, she had no idea why this was happening.

Now, looking back, she suddenly realized that someone was playing dirty. After considering her usual conduct, she realized she didn’t have any enemies, and Lu Qingyi was the only plausible suspect.

Ruan Qingyang was killed by her, and Ruan Qingyang was Lu Qingyi’s mother.

"Yes, it was me. If you hadn’t done anything, I wouldn’t have done anything to you."

Lu Qingyi’s expression remained calm throughout the encounter.

"Lu Qingyi, she’s your aunt."

Hearing Lu Qingyi’s words, Lu Jiayue was shocked, her eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at Lu Qingyi.

The situation that landed Yao Meishu in prison was orchestrated by none other than Lu Qingyi.

"Ruan Qingyang was her sister."

Lu Qingyi glanced at Lu Jiayue, her voice calm and cold.

What difference did being an aunt make?

An aunt who had been emotionally abusive towards her since childhood, one who never cared about her, an aunt who had killed her own mother.

Was she supposed to face this woman with kindness and forgiveness?

"My mother didn’t, my mother couldn’t possibly be a murderer. Your mother clearly died due to childbirth complications."

Lu Jiayue spoke with conviction. She firmly believed that Yao Meishu wouldn’t have done such a thing and that Lu Qingyi was merely seeking revenge against Yao Meishu.

"I have evidence. Would you like to see it?"

Lu Qingyi put her hands in her pockets, a slight smirk on her lips as she spoke, her beautiful brows raised slightly in provocation.

"Sure."

Lu Jiayue replied decisively. She was certain that Lu Qingyi had no real evidence.

All this while, Lu Jiahao remained silent. He knew Lu Qingyi’s character. She never did anything uncertain. If she said she had evidence, she did; if she said it is, then it definitely was.

His mother... Lu Jiahao felt a sudden surge of self-mockery. He had always believed that Yao Meishu wouldn’t do anything that transgressed morality.

"Alright."

Lu Qingyi took a pendant out of her pocket. Tilting her head to look at Lu Jiayue, a playful smile lingered on her lips.

Yao Meishu’s heart skipped a beat at the sight of it. She looked at Lu Qingyi with a slight panic in her eyes, but quickly composed herself.

If there’s nothing to hide, there’s no need to be afraid, right?

Those who have a guilty conscience naturally fear repercussions.

"Lu Qingyi..."

Yao Meishu clung to the bars, her gaze met Lu Qingyi’s. As if seeing through Lu Qingyi, she seemed to see Ruan Qingyang, and her heart was even more panicked.

"I really don’t have any evidence."

Lu Qingyi traced the pendant in her hand, her voice nonchalant.

No evidence?

Yao Meishu let out a sigh of relief, and the heavy stone in her heart dropped.

"My mother didn’t do anything. How could you possibly have any evidence?"

Lu Qingyi herself had admitted that she had no evidence. Lu Jiayue retorted indignantly.