Volume 1 Chapter 41: The Scapegoat 2

It would soon be time to head to the main house and put on a show.
Yunxi sat down and poured herself a cup of tea.
"You lot, who went to the woodshed on the day of the fire?"
Yunxiang reclined lazily on the couch, her eyes cast down as she inspected her freshly painted crimson nails, leaving the questioning to Mother Li.
The three maids being questioned exchanged glances, and two of them involuntarily stole a look at the thin, dark-skinned girl in the middle.
"Left? Where did she go? And what about the company?" Lin Yang was stunned. Ning Xi had left? How could that be possible? Even though the company wasn't large, if she left, who would manage the business?
"I wouldn't call myself a white-collar worker; I'm just a laborer, a bricklayer!" Lin Yang's expression relaxed, and he said with a hint of regret. Seeing that Lin Yang hadn't shown a shred of panic or even the slightest hint of fear from start to finish, Brother Nan asked suspiciously, "Were you in the military before?"
"No, but since I’m in a liquid state, I can be shattered into any form. I think I should be able to recover once the ice shards melt," Wang Anquan said to Ai Meng, sounding uncertain. Aren't ice and water essentially the same thing?
He Zizhong nodded at Zhang Long to signal him to let Hua Xiangnan in. Zhang Long pursed his lips; while he didn't openly defy He Zizhong's wishes, he waved his hand to let the two police officers blocking Hua Xiangnan's path step aside.
Gao Zhen was young; Aubent could see that. Gao Zhen still had a long future and many years left to live.
Although celebrities, due to the nature of their profession, often have their portrait rights widely abused, they generally do not mind. In fact, they often welcome such abuse, as the more they are featured, the more popular and well-liked they are perceived to be. Moreover, this widespread exposure further increases their fame, so why wouldn't they welcome it?
"Relax a little. What exactly is the situation? Haven't I been teaching you well these past few days?" Pu Yang took her hand, led her to a stool to sit down, and asked gently.
It wasn't just Olaote and his group who were shocked; Sapute was equally astonished. As an Elemental Lord, he knew what others knew and understood what others understood. It was precisely because he understood that he was even more shocked. Looking at Sarant's injuries and then at Gao Zhen, he found it all somewhat incredible.
Taking advantage of that split-second, Shiranui Genma leaped backward sharply. While leaping, his hands moved in a blur to weave signs, and a wall of earth erupted from the ground in the middle of the bustling street, blocking the senbon needle aimed directly at his brow.
At the time, Wang Peng didn't seem to care much about his answer. Instead, he shared some of his own thoughts, and after finishing, he emphasized that how the secondary shareholding reform of the construction group would proceed ultimately depended on the government's actions. Only when the Party Committee and the government were in alignment could the follow-up work be done properly.
Just then, footsteps came from outside. Although the sound was faint, Lin Chen saw clearly what was happening.
Hearing the commotion downstairs, Sister Chen, who was upstairs, slowly woke up. When she saw Director Ma and Sister Jie naked and being brutally beaten by Zhang Jie, she immediately understood the nature of their relationship.
Whether she was having a fit or something else, Dai Kexin picked up the hot soup, raised her arm, and threw the bowl and its contents onto the floor, shattering the bowl.
Ximen Kuang leaped into the air, spun around, planted a foot on the wall to his left, and delivered a flying kick with a three-hundred-sixty-degree rotation.
At the entrance of the Imperial Royal Guardian Academy, Lu Lingqi leaned against a large pillar, lost in thought. She kept thinking about Xiang Yu, constantly worried about his safety.
Mingxi kept repeating the word "disappointment," while his fingers tightened. With a crisp snap, the guest he had grabbed didn't even have time to cry for help before his head lolled to one side, his breath cut off instantly.
In terms of military strategy and commanding troops, he was not as good as his brother Xiahou Yuan; in terms of valor and merit, he was not as good as Cao Ren or Zhang Liao. Yet, Cao Cao treated him the best of all. Why was that?