He was wearing only a tank top, running around the house with a pillow, his neck rigid as he yelled, "Si Mingjing, you're framing me! Why would I steal your tree bark powder? You vicious woman! You really are from Prison Star. After hanging out with those death row inmates for so long, you haven't learned anything good, but framing people is right up your alley!"
Old Master Su waved his cane like a spiked club. "You dare to make a false counter-accusation? Last night, only you and I went to the Song family. You knew the tree bark powder could bring Mingjing great fame. If you didn't take it, who else could have?"
Su Cheng refused to accept this. "Grandpa, as soon as you got home last night, you told the whole family about Si Mingjing's stellar performance at the Song family's home. Now, who doesn't know that the tree bark powder in Si Mingjing's hands can cure cancer? So how could I be the only one who knows?"
