Hua Rong does not dwell on the past, nor does she inquire about the future. She only wishes to survive.
P.S.: No romantic pairing, though many have one-sided feelings for the female lead.
It's as if this person is just a sculpture, devoid of any human warmth.
He and Wang Jing locked eyes, his expression remaining calm, unlike the fawning he displayed when others saw her.
He said, "I didn't hear anything just now."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Xie Ziheng slapped him across the face. "You were sitting right next to me, and I could hear footsteps! Didn't you hear them?"
Xie Kuan didn't even look at him before lowering his head.
It seems they've had enough of the beatings and scoldings and don't want to fight back.
Although Wang Jing had other thoughts in her mind, she still couldn't stand Xie Ziheng at this moment.
She glared at Xie Ziheng. "What kind of father are you? He said he didn't hear it, so he didn't. Are you implying that he should lie to us?"
"Master, I wouldn't dare? How could I dare to lie?" Xie Ziheng said somewhat sheepishly.
Wang Jing glanced at Xie Kuan over there again. After she said those words to Xie Ziheng, she clearly saw that Xie Kuan's shoulders seemed to stiffen a bit.
Such a person, who seems calm on the surface but is actually full of thorns inside, is quite interesting.
You wouldn't guess at all that she's a meticulous person who tends to flowers and plants.
Without thinking further, her gaze fell on the last person, the driver, Li Datian.
He was sitting furthest away from Master Wen, seemingly making it impossible for him to kill Master Wen.
He was a little scared at this moment, and he looked like an honest man, very reserved.
"I...I didn't hear anything either."
At this point, all testimonies from everyone present at the time of the incident have been collected.