Ruan Yunxi sneered: "Le Yao, I know you hate me, and you have a motive for arson."

Le Yao insisted, "Anyway, it wasn't me. I was just passing by."

"Looks like you won't shed a tear until you're in your coffin!" Ruan Yunxi called out towards the door, "Sister Yang, come here for a moment."

Yang, who had been waiting for a long time, came over, nodded to Political Commissar Li, and said, "I had just woken up before Comrade Ruan's house caught fire. Our window faces Comrade Ruan's small house. I saw Comrade Le Yao lingering at her door. After a while, she threw some things into the yard. It was too far away for me to see clearly. However, the fire started not long after."

"You...you're lying!" Le Yao hadn't expected there to be a verification.

Sister Yang said with certainty, "Whether I'm lying or not, just have someone look in the bushes in front of Comrade Ruan's house. I saw you lost something in the bushes, it looked like something the size of a matchbox!"

Ruan Yunxi stood up: "Let's go, let's look around near our house!"

Political Commissar Li agreed.

Everyone else moved, but Le Yao stood still, trembling all over, whether from fear or anger, it was hard to tell.

Regardless of the circumstances, it's all her own doing.

Le Yao was unwilling to go, but Ruan Yunxi grabbed her hair and dragged her along, her face covered in ashes, tears, and a hint of despair.

Ruan Yunxi warned, "At this point, you can't refuse to go."

Desperate, Yue Yao asked with questioning eyes, "Ruan Yunxi, why won't you let me go?"

Even at this point, she shows no remorse and instead blames others; she's truly bizarre.

Ruan Yunxi sneered: "Le Yao, you shouldn't have bothered me."

As the group walked along the road, Le Yao's disheveled and pitiful appearance attracted the attention of many of the women's wives. They knew that they had caught the arsonist.

Looking at Le Yao's disheveled appearance, her face smeared with soot like pot bottoms, her sisters-in-law almost didn't recognize her: "Who is that?"

"It doesn't seem like the one from the performing arts troupe!"

"Of course it is her!"

"It really was her. That woman is ruthless. She started a fire without warning. Tsk tsk tsk, it looks like she's going to suffer!"

"He brought it on himself; he committed murder and arson, his crimes are heinous!"

"Is she going to eat sashimi?" one of the sisters-in-law asked curiously.

No...it can't be that bad!

After all, no one was injured.

If someone dies, that's a different story.

The sisters-in-law all looked at Ruan Yunxi, whose fighting power was off the charts and who was grabbing Le Yao's hair like a dead dog, and secretly warned themselves not to provoke this woman.

Those who cause her trouble never seem to have a good ending!

This woman is a bit strange!

When Ruan Yunxi and her group arrived at their doorstep, a long tail followed behind them.

Sister Yang pointed to the bushes and asked the soldier on duty to look for them.

Without saying a word, the soldier began searching in the bushes.

A short while later, they found a square box containing firework, with "Beijing Firework" written on it, proving that she came from Beijing.

When Le Yao saw the matchbox being found, her face turned deathly pale.

These matches are indeed hers.

She can't deny that.

Political Commissar Li took the matchbox, looked at Le Yao who was pale and had a look of despair and collapse in her eyes, and asked, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

Le Yao said nonchalantly, "It's just an accidental fire. No one died. At worst, I'll just have to pay some compensation."

As she spoke, Le Yao looked at Ruan Yunxi with a provocative expression: "How much do you want to compensate? Name your price, I can afford it."

"This is truly eye-opening. You actually want to throw money at me?" Ruan Yunxi raised an eyebrow. Someone was even more arrogant than her, a capitalist's daughter.

"Have you forgotten my status as a capitalist's daughter? In my life, the one thing I've never lacked is money. Do you think you can get away with losing money?"

"What do you want?" Le Yao had indeed forgotten that, when it came to money, the capitalist's daughter had no shortage of it.

Ruan Yunxi looked at Le Yao's arrogant face, which wouldn't last ten seconds, and smiled mischievously: "You'll find out."