When Ming Yue approached Liu Qingqing again, Liu Qingqing was still in the hospital.

Last night, Xiao Yu had beaten her quite badly—her once-proud face was even scratched and bruised.

What puzzled Ming Yue, though, was that Liu Qingqing’s gait seemed a bit off, clearly showing she’d been beaten.

To get her revenge, Ming Yue had transformed herself from a weak woman who couldn’t even tie up a chicken into a martial arts expert capable of knocking someone out with a single punch.

Only she knew how much hardship she’d endured to achieve this.

Among those hardships, a good deal came from being beaten—how exactly she’d been struck, and what kind of reactions she’d shown afterward were all things she understood inside out.

After all, she’d experienced every single one of them, hadn’t she?

Yet Liu Qingqing’s strange way of walking was something Ming Yue just couldn’t make sense of.

Even after repeatedly pondering and rethinking everything Lin Xi had told her, Ming Yue still couldn’t figure out where exactly Liu Qingqing had been hurt.

It was obvious that this injury definitely hadn’t been inflicted by Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu, an ordinary woman, could at most only slap or kick Liu Qingqing a few times at most.

So there must be something fishy going on here—just like when Liu Qingqing suddenly seemed possessed after visiting the Zhang family that day.

This…

Ming Yue was still puzzling over it when she heard Liu Qingqing’s phone ring.

She was right beside her, wearing a hospital janitor’s uniform and a mask, pretending to work as if nothing were amiss.

Liu Qingqing stopped wincing in pain, flipped open her phone, and answered.

It was clear the call was coming from the Liu family in Ningcheng.

Liu Qingqing frowned and asked, “Mom, what’s wrong?”

The other end said something, and Liu Qingqing’s expression immediately grew even more grim. She turned to Liu E on the phone and asked, “What’s going on? Why didn’t you tell me sooner? How is Grandma now?”

The other side mumbled something in response.

Liu Qingqing’s brow furrowed even deeper. “What did you say? Three people? What do they look like? No surveillance footage?”

After asking that, Liu Qingqing began rubbing her temple. “I understand. If I’m not mistaken, that elderly couple you mentioned are Zhang Yang’s parents. Just wait—I’ll send you two photos so Grandma can take a look.”

Liu Qingqing quickly opened her phone’s photo album, finally found two pictures of Zhang Yang’s father and mother, and sent them over right away.

Before long, Ming Yue heard an excited voice coming from the other end of the line.

“Yes! Yes! Yes! My grandma said that’s exactly what that elderly couple looks like—she’d recognize them even if they were reduced to ashes!”

The voice was so loud that Ming Yue could hear it.

Liu Qingqing’s brow tightened even further, and she pressed hard on her temples, a hint of ferocity crossing her face. “So that’s how it is! No wonder I thought something was off! Those two elders were perfectly fine—why did they suddenly go visit relatives? Turns out they weren’t reassured about me and came straight to our house to investigate!”

“Qing Qing, then… then what should we do now? You’re about to marry Zhang Yang soon—what if he finds out about our family’s situation? Will he still obediently go through with the marriage registration?”

Liu E on the phone sounded panicked.

But Liu Qingqing remained calm. “It is indeed tricky. Zhang Yang is extremely filial—if his parents tell him the truth, there might be some changes.”

“Ah!”

“Don’t worry about this—you leave it to me. I can handle it.”

“Qing Qing?”

End of Chapter 235: Counterattack 162