Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 80 - I Set the Fire

Chapter 80: Chapter 80: I Set the Fire

Chapter 80 -80: I Set the Fire

Shen Yan was dragged out by the servants.

“Let me go, let me go…”

Shen Yan struggled as she was brought in front of everyone.

President Yu coldly swept his gaze over Shen Yan, “Why were you hiding there? Did you set the fire?”

Terrified, Shen Yan collapsed to the ground, shaking her head forcefully and said with a wronged tone, “President Yu, it wasn’t me, it really wasn’t! I just went out with Zhiyi to the restroom, and then I waited by the door but didn’t see Zhiyi, so I wandered around, got lost, and a servant brought me here.”

After saying that, she pointed to the servant nearby.

The servant nodded at President Yu, confirming that Shen Yan was telling the truth.

Hearing this, President Yu narrowed his eyes and turned to Lin Zhiyi and Song Wanqiu.

“So it’s most likely one of you two, but this lighter belongs to Miss Song, so that could mean…”

Tears streamed down Song Wanqiu’s face as she began to speak with a choke, “I have an alibi too. I bumped into a servant watering the plants where I went, and we even chatted for a bit. If you don’t believe it, you can ask someone to come over and ask.”

President Yu signaled the butler with his eyes.

The butler quickly fetched the servant who was watering the plants.

The servant nodded repeatedly, “President Yu, Miss Song was indeed talking to me about the plants. She couldn’t have been talking to me and setting the fire here at the same time.”

After ruling out the others, only Lin Zhiyi was left.

President Yu stared at Lin Zhiyi with furrowed brows, “Miss Lin, surely you don’t have an alibi as well?”

Lin Zhiyi shook her head, and before she could speak, Shen Yan exclaimed in shock as she looked at her.

“Zhiyi, could it be… when you were discussing the importance of these flowers with me earlier for President Yu, you were plotting all this?”

“Even though Miss Song is Third Young Master’s fiancée and indeed more likely to win President Yu’s favor, you should trust in your own abilities.”

Shen Yan’s words were undeniably an accusation against Lin Zhiyi.

Song Wanqiu’s eyes widened, letting the large tears roll down her cheeks, a heartbreaking sight to see.

She leaned on Gong Chen, sorrowfully questioning, “Zhiyi, how could you do this to me? You even used the gift I was preparing for Third Young Master, you hurt me and you hurt Third Young Master too, boo hoo hoo…”

Many servants were around, and moved by Song Wanqiu’s genuine tears, they began to look at Lin Zhiyi with blame.

President Yu’s face was tense as he approached Lin Zhiyi, “Is it really you?”

Lin Zhiyi faced President Yu’s gaze and nodded slightly, “It was me.”

Upon her confession, Shen Yan and Song Wanqiu were startled, momentarily forgetting to maintain their expressions.

She admitted it?

Not even a word of contention.

President Yu was also taken aback by Lin Zhiyi’s response and pressed further, “Why? Just to frame Song Wanqiu?”

He had really misunderstood Lin Zhiyi before.

Yet, Lin Zhiyi sincerely said, “For you, President Yu.”

Song Wanqiu sensed something off about Lin Zhiyi and hastily gave Shen Yan a look while wiping her tears.

Shen Yan grabbed Lin Zhiyi, pleading earnestly, “Zhiyi, I know you don’t want to admit your mistake, but a mistake is a mistake. Rather than talking nonsense, it’s better to apologize sooner. I believe President Yu and Third Young Master are magnanimous people and won’t make things difficult for you.”

“Zhiyi, don’t mess around, I’m not blaming you anymore. Third Young Master is still here; don’t make it difficult for him,” Song Wanqiu urged understandingly.

Others nodded in agreement, feeling it best not to escalate the matter further.

“Lin Zhiyi…” Gong Chen began coldly.

Lin Zhiyi angrily interrupted, “What? I can’t even say a few words? Should I kneel and kowtow to make your fiancée feel better?”

Gong Chen’s expression darkened.

Everyone around inhaled sharply.

Lin Zhiyi dared to speak to Gong Chen like that.

This piqued President Yu’s interest, and she raised an eyebrow, “Lin Zhiyi, you said it was for me? Well, I need to hear this.”

Lin Zhiyi turned to face President Yu, her gaze slowly landing on her hands.

“President Yu, you don’t actually like camellias, do you? That’s why President Xue hasn’t been able to reach an agreement with you, because everyone has misunderstood. To you, Cha Hua Manor isn’t a beloved place but a trophy.”

“Oh?” President Yu’s eyes shifted slightly, the humor in his voice faded away, and he said coldly, “How so?”

“The camellia ring you wear is on your pinky, deliberately avoiding any fingers associated with romance.”

“Ten years ago, your newlywed husband died in a car accident. In fact, there was another person at the scene of the accident, his lover, a woman who loved camellias. She was clutching the camellia your husband had given her right before she died. Even this Cha Hua Manor was a gift your husband bought for her with your money, and now it has become your trophy.”

As she spoke, Lin Zhiyi walked closer to the burned garden and suddenly turned her head to look at the grim President Yu.

Then she spoke softly, “President Yu, these flowers are especially beautiful.”

President Yu replied indifferently, “Of course they are, they’ve been specially cared for. But what does that have to do with you burning this place down?”

“Every year, President Yu, you spend some time here, pushing aside all work, living in a drunken stupor. I just think it’s a pity for a capable and courageous woman like you to be stuck in Cha Hua Manor over a man. It’s not worth it.”

Lin Zhiyi clenched her fists as she spoke. She looked at the ash rising into the air and couldn’t help but feel a sting in her nose.

It seemed she could smell the scent of the crematorium.

After all, nothing was worth it.

President Yu chuckled, “What a phrase—’not worth it.’ I didn’t expect such insight from you. Burned well, very well… It should have been burned sooner. It’s just a pity about the fertilizer.”

She waved at the housekeeper, her tone relieved, “Dig everything up.”

The housekeeper nodded, “Yes.”

President Yu then pointed at Lin Zhiyi and said with a smile, “I need the draft within three days, I don’t like to wait.”

“Alright,” Lin Zhiyi agreed.

Behind her, Shen Yan and Song Wanqiu were so shocked they couldn’t speak.

They were the ones who set the fire; why should Lin Zhiyi reap the benefits?

Song Wanqiu bit her lip in anger. Even though Lin Zhiyi explained why she set the fire, she didn’t explain her motive for bringing a lighter.

It could still be said that she had malicious intentions.

Song Wanqiu’s sinister expression did not escape Lin Zhiyi’s notice. She intercepted Song Wanqiu before she could complain and publicly pulled something out of her pocket.

It was actually a lighter.

“I’m curious about one thing. I used a lighter I took from the table, so why is Miss Song’s lighter here?”

“We were all together earlier; I couldn’t have stolen the lighter in front of everyone, could I? After that, I was with Shen Yan in the bathroom, leaving me no time to steal.”

“So how did the lighter end up here?”

Suspicious gazes eventually turned toward Song Wanqiu and Shen Yan.

Shen Yan was quick to respond, “Miss Song, could it have dropped when you passed by here?”

Song Wanqiu nodded repeatedly, “Yes, that must be it. I also believe Zhiyi didn’t steal it.”

“That’s good to hear. I don’t blame you.”

Lin Zhiyi smiled generously.

Her smile deeply pained them, but they could only swallow their hatred with a smile.

Suddenly, there was a loud roar overhead, and mountain mist enveloped them, with rain pouring down.

Everyone retreated to the corridor.

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President Yu looked at the sky, “The weather has turned; it looks like no one can leave the mountain today. You all should stay, and we can leave when it clears tomorrow morning.”

Lin Zhiyi watched the foggy scene outside; even if the rain stopped, the thick fog meant no one dared to venture down the mountain hastily.

Everyone had no choice but to agree to stay.

President Yu led everyone to their rooms.

“Third Young Master and Miss Song are fiancées, naturally they share a room.”

“Lin Zhiyi, you can stay in the next room.”

After distributing the rooms, President Yu winked at Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi: “…”