Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life Chapter 1171 - 1160: When the Daughter Is the Supporting Role and the Younger Sister Is the Heroine

"She gave her word that once the task was completed, she would arrange for top surgeons to operate on my daughter and secure her future." The truck driver's complexion was ashen, and as he had begun to speak, he resolved to divulge every detail without omission.

He then added, with a glimmer of hope, "If I cooperate truthfully now, will my sentence be reduced?"

The police officer affirmed, "If you are honest and provide supporting evidence, we will advocate for leniency with the judge."

"I possess the evidence," the truck driver finally stated those four words, and Ye Yun's eyes instantly welled up with tears.

"Although she approached me directly, meaning there are no call records, she did mention that her stepdaughter frequently travels this route. However, I didn't quite catch the name clearly at the time. Given my limited education and distinct hometown accent, I consistently mispronounced 'Meixing Road' as 'Meiqing Road'. She actually wrote it down for me. That note is currently in my wallet."

"Sister, please don't believe his fabrications. My mother would never harm you; she wouldn't dare. He's intentionally trying to frame my mother," Ye Yun pleaded emotionally with Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu's expression turned disbelieving, as if deeply wounded, "Little sister, I can't believe it either. Let's wait for the police to verify the handwriting."

The policeman, having concluded his initial questioning, approached Ye Qiu. "Do you still wish to confront your stepmother?"

Ye Qiu took a profound breath. "Yes, I want to witness your interrogation of her. I need to understand if she truly orchestrated an attempt on my life and, more importantly, why."

"I want to go too," Ye Yun interjected hastily.

The policeman cast a glance at her, offering no objection. "Very well, then please wait here, both Miss Ye."

Shortly after, the truck driver was escorted away, and Mei Chunli was brought in. Having had a moment alone to compose herself, she appeared somewhat weary but maintained her composure.

"Proceed with your questions. My husband is awaiting my return home." Though Mei Chunli hailed from a humble background and later worked as a junior caregiver, she had entered the Ye Family twenty years prior with trepidation. Now, however, she exuded an air of affluence, speaking with a calm demeanor that bordered on menace.

Yet, what had these police officers not encountered before? Especially considering the victim in this significant case was Ye Qiu, the esteemed head of the Ye Group, who wielded far greater influence than Mei Chunli, who had remained a housewife after marrying into the prominent Ye Family.

"Ms. Mei, we have accumulated evidence strongly suggesting you are the mastermind behind this incident. Kindly confess your motives for targeting your stepdaughter, Ms. Ye Qiu, and provide a full account of how this transpired," the policeman stated sternly.

Mei Chunli's eyes narrowed as she scoffed, "I have no idea what fabricated evidence you possess to deceive me, but if I did not commit this act, then I did not commit it. No amount of questioning will alter that fact."

"Oh? Ms. Mei, do you truly believe you have executed a flawless crime? Ms. Li, who narrowly escaped implication, already possesses evidence of her husband's attempt to harm her, and furthermore, there are documented communication records between yourself and her spouse. How do you account for this?"

"How would I know her husband intended to harm her? I contacted that individual because his parents operate a tonic shop, and I wished to procure some goods from them," Mei Chunli responded with an unruffled tone, projecting an image of one unjustly accused.

"If you were intending to purchase goods from his parents, why did you not contact them directly? Or perhaps delegate the task to your driver or housekeeper?"

"His parents are deeply involved in managing their business ventures, and on one occasion, they overlooked my order. It was then that I reached out to their son. As for why I didn't dispatch a driver or housekeeper, I prefer not to entrust individuals I don't fully trust with procuring the finest supplements for my husband," Mei Chunli offered a seemingly logical self-defense.

"Are you finished? When will I be permitted to leave? My husband awaits me at home. He cannot manage without my presence," Mei Chunli stated, a frown creasing her brow, her gaze sharp.

Observing her mother from outside the interrogation room, Ye Yun felt a pang of fear unlike anything she had experienced before, a heavy weight settling in her chest. The more her mother maintained this facade, the more her suspicions solidified that her mother was indeed involved.

She turned to Ye Qiu, her expression etched with anxiety, her lips parting and then closing, unsure of what words could possibly be spoken.

"Do not be concerned, Ms. Mei, we have a few additional inquiries," the policeman replied calmly, meeting her gaze directly. "Now then, since you deny any collusion with another perpetrator, what do you say about Mei Jian Country? He has just personally identified you as the one who instructed him to orchestrate your stepdaughter, Ye Qiu's, demise through a staged car accident."

"Impossible! He's fabricating the truth!" Mei Chunli exclaimed, a hint of panic surfacing as she heard Mei Jian Country's confession mentioned. It was evident she was unnerved.

"You must be attempting to entrap me. Coercing a confession through such means holds no legal validity. I demand my lawyer," she declared, her fists clenching and her lips pressed into a thin line.

Ye Yun, being Mei Chunli's biological daughter and having lived through two lifetimes with her, possessed an intimate understanding of her mother's reactions. She recognized the unmistakable signs of panic.

Her face instantly drained of color, as she harbored the strong suspicion that her mother was implicated in the treacherous plot against her sister.

"Ms. Mei, when Mei Jian Country identified you, he provided evidence. Didn’t you write him a note? The note detailed the road your stepdaughter used daily. Just comparing the handwriting, we can determine whether you’re behind this," the policeman stated calmly.

Mei Chunli’s eyes shot open wide. She suddenly remembered the note, bewildered by her own forgetfulness.

However, years of being married into the formidable Ye Family hadn't been in vain. She managed to compose herself, asserting, "Yes, I penned that note because he needed to use that specific road that day for transporting goods. Therefore, I merely mentioned it in passing. How does that connect to his accusation? He must have been manipulated by someone to frame me."

"So many coincidences coupled with a personal identification; Ms. Mei, are you still inclined to deny it? Regardless of your denial, with all the corroborating evidence, we will not let this slide. You are welcome to hire a lawyer and await the judge's verdict. I'd advise you to confess honestly; it might still lead to a lighter sentence," the policeman persuaded.

Yet, Mei Chunli could only contemplate the fate of her daughter should she truly confess. Would her husband and her stepmother ever forgive her?

If she chose to deny everything with unwavering resolve, there might be a slim chance. Her husband would undoubtedly secure the finest legal representation for her, and perhaps she wouldn't be sentenced at all.

Consequently, with a decidedly grim expression, she declared, "Why should I confess to something I haven't done? I wish to contact my daughter and husband. I want to apply for parole."

The policeman offered a faint smile. "I apologize, Ms. Mei, but in your current circumstances, parole is not an option. We will arrest and detain you according to the law. Your daughter is waiting just outside; she can arrange for your legal defense."

As Mei Chunli emerged, her hands encased in handcuffs, she spotted her daughter, Ye Yun, and her stepdaughter, Ye Qiu, exiting the adjacent room. Having consumed countless dramas, she immediately grasped that they had been privy to her interrogation. Her face turned visibly pale.