"From what you have done, it seems that you are a kind-hearted woman. You can be so considerate to a strange master like me. Let alone Jian Lian, who is a brother and sister to you, you will not be so vicious."
At this moment, the mute slave had tears streaming down his face, and his hands clenching the quilt were sweating. He looked down, never daring to look directly at Lin Feiwan.
Lin Feiwan saw her lowering her head and sipping. Her performance had already proved her innocence.
"Xian'er, I guess you must be hiding something unspeakable because you are so forbearing. I won't force you to say it. I just want to tell you that I believe the murderer of Jianlian is not you."
"Woo woo, woo woo, thank you, thank you"
The mute slave suddenly hugged Lin Feiwan and cried out. The words that came out of her mouth made Biya stunned on the spot.
"Mute slave, how can you speak?"
Biya covered her mouth in disbelief. She was clearly postmenopausal and she said thank you, thank you.
Since he knew that there must be some secret hidden behind her, it was natural that the mute slave could speak. Lin Feiwan was not surprised at all.
"I'm sorry, madam, I was rude."
The mute slave gently withdrew from Lin Feiwan's arms and picked up a handkerchief to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, but he couldn't wipe them away no matter how hard he wiped them.
"Should I call you Fang Ling Xi? Look at you, it's a pity that such a lovely girl pretends to be a mute."
Lin Feiwan stretched out her hand to wipe the wet tears from the corners of the mute slave's eyes. A caring smile appeared on her face, making the mute slave's heart feel warm.
Fang Lingxi did not deny what Lin Feiwan said. It seemed that she had been deceived. Just as Lin Feiwan was thinking about why the person who was supposed to come hadn't arrived yet, at that moment she heard someone breaking into the door.
Lin Feiwan stood up and looked at the visitor, let go of Fang Lingxi's hand, and watched the visitor's movements quietly.
When Fang Lingxi saw the visitor, her face instantly turned pale, and she subconsciously tightened the quilt to cover her shoulders.
"Ling Xi, is it really you?"
The visitor made a sound and walked slowly towards the bed.
"No, I'm not." Fang Lingxi gritted her teeth and kept shaking her head, closing her eyes and not daring to look at the person.
"I heard what you and Wan'er said. Are you still hiding it from me now?"
The visitor came closer to the bedside table, and the joy and sadness in his eyes instantly revealed his deep thoughts.