Grandmother said loudly, "Three days ago, I watched you beating him with a chicken feather duster for half an hour."

"You wicked woman, you even beat your own son. You deserve a miserable death."

She was trying to frame me with this accusation, and she even had witnesses prepared.

I looked at her with a half-smile and said, "You watched me beating him? If you love your grandson so much, why didn't you stop me? Are you telling me that you just stood there and watched your grandson being beaten without making a fuss?"

Grandmother's face instantly turned red, and after a long pause, she stuttered, "At that time, you were so furious and claimed that my son was yours. You said you could beat him if you wanted to, and I couldn't stop you. Oh, my poor grandson! How could your mother be so heartless!"

Upon hearing what grandmother said, Qin Simin started crying uncontrollably, looking incredibly pitiful.

"Police officer, my mom often beats me, and she doesn't let me tell anyone. Whenever she's unhappy, she beats me. Sob, sob, sob..."

The faces of the two police officers changed.

Whoever said that children cannot lie, just look at him speaking so earnestly. Even the police officers were almost convinced.

My father stared intently at Qin Simin. This time, he should completely give up on this child, right?

I spoke frankly, "Since he claims that I frequently beat him, then let's go to the hospital for a medical examination. We can't just believe their words and condemn me."

"If that's how it works, then I might as well start spreading rumors."