The remark was clearly an attempt to change the subject.
Jiang Qingli blinked and answered diplomatically, "His condition has improved after two healing sessions."
Qiao Lan nodded and fell silent again.
She was never very talkative, and Jiang Qingli was used to it by now.
After they ordered, Qiao Lan leaned against the back of her chair and began to speak slowly. "I know my brother's death doesn't have much to do with Que Feiling, but I still can't accept what happened..." She looked at Jiang Qingli. "I'm sorry I didn't stop Zhao Xinxin when she used this to give you a hard time."
Qiao Lan paused. "Whether you believe me or not, I wasn't the one who put Zhao Xinxin up to it last time."
Jiang Qingli propped her chin on one hand and watched her, the dim yellow light reflecting in her eyes.
The scrutiny made Qiao Lan uncomfortable, and her tone shifted. "I know you're angry. You can relieve me of my duties. It's up to you."
"Why would you think I'd do that?"
