Chapter summary of Chapter 41 – Scapegoat Bride by iReader
In Chapter 41, a key chapter of the acclaimed Internet novel Scapegoat Bride by iReader, readers are drawn deeper into a story filled with emotion, conflict, and transformation. This chapter brings crucial developments and plot twists that make it essential reading. Whether you’re new to the book or a loyal fan, this section delivers unforgettable moments that define the essence of Scapegoat Bride.
"Wrong!" After Lin Yu Ze resolutely said this, an expression of appreciation could not be concealed: "I am someone who appreciates the way you write this poem!"
When these words came out, Mi Ya was stunned. Lin Yu Ze only knew how to admire works of art and not people, but now ...
"Mi Ya, haven't the circles always said that the stars that I, Lin Yu Ze, have taken a fancy to are not famous?" Mi Ya nodded her head in agreement. Her face instantly sank, and stood up while patting her thighs: "In the future, if anyone receives what she has written ... The redness will turn purple! " What did that mean? Yet, his expression was filled with such confidence. Was Han Yi Er's ability really that powerful?
"The one just now?" Mi Ya contemptuously pointed to the door, and tentatively asked if it was the girl that she felt had come from the countryside.
"That?" Lin Yu Ze's attitude towards Mi Ya was extremely dissatisfied, and his gloomy expression became even more solemn. He bent down slightly, and gradually moved his head closer to Mi Ya: "In the future, I will call her by her name and cover you!"
Mi Ya's expression was filled with panic, "Lin ..."
"Alright." Lin Yu Ze's expression returned to his usual seriousness and he stood up straight, "Whether or not you want to keep your position as the Heavenly Queen and think about it yourself, you should go home first!"
Hmph, thinking about it, she was still the girlfriend of the CEO of Royal Group, although she was popular with Lin Yu Ze, but he actually dared to threaten her like that? She really wanted to see how that country bumpkin's name would cover her! After thinking about it, Mi Ya took his bag and angrily left ...
Lin Yu Ze snorted in disdain and walked towards the music room set up in the apartment ...
Opening the sad beauty of the music sheet, his gloomy expression gradually softened, and a faint smile appeared on his lips ...
"... The sun is setting and I am unable to bear it
Walk barefoot over the wreckage of love
Only the crimson color remained, gradually spreading out ...
Lift your hand to touch
Your voice rings in my ears
The song "I love you" can't be conveyed today
They had long since disappeared into the distance with the wind ...
Once upon a time, an hourglass was thrown high into the sky
There be no reappearance of the old rhythm
a landscape that is no longer accessible
"It flows out from my heart..."
Sitting in front of the piano, his slender fingers skillfully pressed the black and white keys of the piano. A melodious and sad song was about to be born ...
As for him ...
He would use the shortest amount of time to rescue her from the sea of suffering ...
As the elevator slowly descended, Han Yi Er's eyes were filled with tears of joy ...
Regardless of success or failure, his hard work had not gone down the drain. In the end, Director Lin accepted his own lyrics.
Perhaps it was because he was feeling confident that he was getting closer to success, closer to his revenge ...
Thinking about the Director Lin, he didn't seem to be as heartless as a devil like the rumors inside the circle. When he held onto his wrist just now, he obviously showed a trace of love, but compared to Yun Ao Tian, he was more like a greedy demon ...
Helplessly shaking his head, Han Yi Er ran out of the elevator with an unconcealable smile on his face. Like a lively little girl, she skipped and hopped, and when she reached the door, she met with the security guard who was staring at her.
She was clearly embarrassed, but who knew that the security guard ...
"Miss, I am truly sorry for what happened just now. I was blind and could not recognize Mt. Tai. I hope that you, your excellency, will not remember this lowly person."
Eh? Why did he suddenly become so courteous? Was it because he had just entered the apartment with Mr. Fang?
"Hur hur." Fang Heng smiled elegantly: "Where are you going? "Maybe I'll take you there along the way."
Mr. Fang was indeed a good person, but it was too much of a good thing. How could there be such a coincidence that I would meet him the moment I leave my apartment? Or was he waiting for him?
"Thank you for your kind intentions. We might not be on the way."
"You haven't told me where you're going yet. How would you know?" Fang Heng's voice was extremely captivating and gentle, and his expression gave people an irresistible closeness.
But ...
Han Yi Er was very grateful towards his kindness. She was a little afraid of his "excessive" enthusiasm: "I want to go to the Sandstone Road."
"It just so happens that I have to head in that direction as well. It looks like we're going in that direction."
Impossible! He had casually mentioned the Sandstone Road, it was a remote place, no rich people would pass by, but Mr. Fang said it was along the way? This was too much of a coincidence!
But he didn't have any value to himself, and the Mr. Fang wouldn't be able to get any benefits even if they approached him intentionally. So what did he do it for?
Was it just because she felt sorry for him and wanted to help him?
Forget it, he shouldn't suspect others so casually. Han Yi Er complained about her thoughts, but still tactfully refused to travel with Fang Heng: "Apologies, Mr. Fang, I suddenly remembered to go somewhere else, thank you for your good intentions, I will pass the handkerchief to you after I finish washing it, and will be leaving first." She politely said her piece, and without a care for Fang Heng's persuasion, she quickly left the carriage and walked towards the bus station.
Fang Heng who was in the carriage had a face full of disappointment, as he shook his head helplessly.
"Old Zhang, let's go."
Inside a high class comfortable carriage, Fang Heng's gaze was always on outside of the carriage. When the fast carriage passed the train station, his gentle eyes were instantly filled with desire ...
She described the petite and delicate figure of the train station longingly ...

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