The City Hunter (Complete) - 39

Chapter 253 A Woman's Curiosity Unhappy and Speechless

Someone was watching him? Zhang Ziwen possessed an exceptionally keen sense of perception. He felt a faint gaze
fixed on him from the third floor of the villa. It wasn't a security guard. His heart skipped a beat. He temporarily
set aside his worries, focusing his attention. He vaguely sensed who it was. Zhang Ziwen slowly
turned around , facing the villa. His gaze searched, yearning to capture the beautiful
face that haunted his dreams...

It was her, the noble and beautiful Tang Ying. The curtains fluttered slightly, and her beautiful face
hid behind Zhang Ziwen the moment he turned. She seemed unwilling to let him see her, but Zhang Ziwen still saw her. Her
deep gaze made him hesitate for a moment. He even saw her deep yet conflicted gaze, but
she dodged too quickly; Zhang Ziwen couldn't savor that yearning look.

Zhang Ziwen gazed wistfully at the lit window. The gentle light filtered through the curtains, faintly revealing a
perfect figure. She hid behind the curtains, preferring to secretly observe him rather than face him. What was the point?
Zhang Ziwen felt a bitter pang, as if a thick wall separated the two lovers
. They could see each other, feel each other, but an insurmountable distance remained. She was behind the curtains, and he
stood quietly on the lawn outside the villa. The night was deep, and gazing at the hazy, perfect figure behind the curtains, Zhang Ziwen was mesmerized…

The wait for the trial in the luxurious villa was agonizing. Zhang Ziwen only met with his lawyer three times, but those three
meetings were enough for the lawyers to obtain accurate information. After that, those elite lawyers never came to the villa again.
He had no choice but to wait. Everything was handled by the lawyers, and everything was planned behind the scenes by Tang Ying.
During his time , Zhang Ziwen became the most leisurely person.

A whole week passed. Since that fleeting glimpse behind the curtains, Tang Ying hadn't appeared before him
once. She deliberately avoided him, even having meals delivered to her room. Like a nun in a Qing Dynasty painting,
her room had become Zhang Ziwen's forbidden zone. Whenever he couldn't resist lingering near Tang Ying's room,
the security guards in suits would politely ask him to leave. "The madam has ordered," she said. "No one is to disturb you,
including Zhang Ziwen himself.

" The tight security truly treated Zhang Ziwen like a thief, a heart-stealer, because she knew
she was powerless to resist his advances, even though they lived in the same villa. She wouldn't give him any chance to get close.
She knew his habits; climbing windows and walls wouldn't work. She had raised the security around her room
to the highest level; not even a fly could get in, let alone Zhang Ziwen. Zhang Ziwen was helpless against
this tight security; he couldn't exactly knock out a few security guards and force his way in, could he? He couldn't do it; he could only endure the agonizing days in
the villa ...

An Yun had changed. Zhang Ziwen would see her briefly during meals every day, but it was as if he never saw her. Her
once expressive eyes were now devoid of smiles, replaced by coldness and indifference. She wouldn't even
look Zhang Ziwen in the eye. She was proud and confident, but Zhang Ziwen had ruthlessly destroyed her self-esteem.
His indecisiveness had hurt her heart. She resented him, hated his ruthlessness. An Yun, quick to recognize friend from foe, soon understood her
place. Since she couldn't have his love, she didn't care about this so-called "big brother" anymore. He was
a stranger . She had once... Angered and wanting to leave this heartbreaking place, An Yun was forced to stay by He Li's phone call.
She respected He Li and considered her like an older sister. An Yun would listen to her
unconditionally. Taking care of Zhang Ziwen and informing the family about his court proceedings immediately were He Li
's requests on the phone. She cared about him too; he had gotten into trouble because of her, and An Yun hadn't forgotten. She
didn't want anything to happen to this rascal, even if she hated him to death. The young woman had a strange and
contradictory mindset.

Zhang Ziwen would probably never understand An Yun, and An Yun wouldn't give him any chance to figure her out.
Whenever he tried to get closer to An Yun, she would turn her back on him without hesitation
or give him a cold look. Faced with her hostile gaze, Zhang Ziwen could only give an awkward, bitter smile. He had to
swallow his attempts to get closer. What could he do about this little woman's temper? Women shouldn't be offended,
especially stubborn little women. Zhang Ziwen had learned another lesson, but he could only tell himself that
if things calmed down, he would cherish her, love her, and make it up to her. For now, he could only endure it,
suffer in embarrassment...

Zhang Ziwen leaned back lazily on the sofa, resuming his post-meal relaxation routine. A cigarette dangled from his lips,
and on the coffee table sat a steaming cup of fragrant tea, brewed for him by An Yun. She faithfully followed He Li's
instructions , serving this Mr. Zhang without complaint, even when she was itching to do so. After finishing everything,
she sat on the sofa opposite Zhang Ziwen, a habit she'd maintained for the past two days. She had become accustomed to coldly
observing Zhang Ziwen reclining opposite her. He remained the same, his expression one of enjoyment and contentment,
seemingly ignoring her presence.

An Yun couldn't penetrate Zhang Ziwen's heart. She didn't know that Zhang Ziwen wasn't comfortable lying on the sofa. Could
he be comfortable? Zhang Ziwen felt like he was lying on pins and needles. The cigarette was fragrant, the tea was delicious, and the sofa was comfortable—
all seemingly inviting him to enjoy himself. But he knew his own inner turmoil. A pair
of
beautiful, expressive eyes were constantly staring at him coldly. Zhang Ziwen couldn't feel at ease at all. He didn't even dare to meet those captivating eyes. Their gaze made him uneasy—cold, hostile.
If her gaze could kill, he would have died more than once.

Zhang Ziwen dared not provoke her, nor show the slightest unease. He could only pretend to be nonchalant, feigning
indifference her presence. He didn't want to provoke her further, but he didn't realize that this approach seemed misguided
. His indifference and affectation only made An Yun hate him more. "That despicable guy, acting like nothing's wrong! Just
you wait , you'll regret it!" This was An Yun's innermost thought; she had been repeating this phrase to herself for the past few days.

An Yun was plotting to make him regret his actions, while Zhang Ziwen was already filled with regret. If he had known things would turn out this way, he
would have
preferred to stay in the federal prison. In short, there was no freedom in the villa or in prison. Although the bed in the villa was a thousand times more comfortable than the prison bed, the mental oppression from the two beautiful women was tormenting him to no end.
He couldn't stand Tang Ying's wariness and suspicion. He couldn't stand An Yun's hostile indifference. He was almost overwhelmed by this invisible
pressure . Compared to these two beauties, Zhang Ziwen felt that Bill in prison was much more lovable. At least he could
feel Bill's adoring gaze and sincere eyes. Even the prison guards who accepted his bribes seemed more
endearing. Federal prisons were better. Zhang Ziwen deeply agreed at this moment. ...

Why isn't this girl going back to her room? Why is she staring at me like that? Afraid of An Yun's hostile gaze, Zhang Ziwen
uncomfortably sat up lazily. He needed to get out of her sight
. Just as he was about to find an excuse to slip away, his phone on the table rang. Zhang Ziwen picked it up and saw the number, which made his
heart skip a beat. It was a domestic long-distance call.

His expression was a little strange. Although it was fleeting, An Yun still caught a glimpse of it. Her beautiful eyes carefully
observed his expression. Curious and resentful as she was, she couldn't help but
hate every move and subtle change in his expression. She couldn't control herself; her expression remained cold, but her heart was entirely focused on this
heartless scoundrel. However, An Yun was disappointed. She couldn't glean any
information from his expression while on the phone. His expression was calm and collected. The call was short; Zhang Ziwen listened without
speaking the entire time. Finally, as he hung up, she heard a nonchalant, "I understand."

Watching him hang up, he lazily leaned back on the sofa, letting out
a Who called? Why did he seem so relaxed? Could it have been a woman?
Probably. He only remained silent and listened because she was always sitting here, afraid of giving himself away. This womanizer was definitely afraid she'd
find out what happened. But she couldn't bring herself to ask. She had started the cold war; she didn't want to back out now.

"...You really want to know who called me, don't you?" Zhang Ziwen, lounging on the sofa, asked
lazily. His sudden question startled An Yun. Was he talking to her?

Yes, An Yun quickly realized he was asking her. Humph, how did he know she wanted to know? He figured
it out ? An Yun's face flushed slightly. "That annoying guy," she said, a little annoyed. "Who cares who
called you? With a womanizer like you, you don't even need to guess to know it was a woman. You don't need to tell me, I'm not interested."

"How did you guess it was a woman?" Zhang Ziwen looked at her, his eyes meaningful, but secretly delighted
. He finally spoke.

"Sneaking around like that, not even daring to speak—who else could it be but a woman? Humph, afraid I'll catch you red-handed?" An
Yun didn't want to talk to him, but she couldn't help herself; she felt she had to make a sarcastic remark.

"Not speaking doesn't mean you're a woman. Maybe I'm just listening to someone's work report or something. Don't
think of Brother Wen as something so romantic." Zhang Ziwen said casually, but he was overjoyed inside. When he hung up earlier, he had
accurately captured An Yun's expression of wanting to know the content of the call. This was a rare opportunity, and he was not willing to let go of this great chance to communicate
. Even if she scolded or insulted him a few times, it didn't matter, as long as she didn't treat him like a stranger.

"Hey... don't try to get close to me. Stop acting like a big brother in front of me. I don't have a philandering
big brother like you." An Yun glared at him angrily and said, "You're bad to begin with, always bullying me. In my
eyes , you're worse than anyone else, hmph!"

"Yes, yes, it's fine if I don't have to be your big brother, but I really wasn't talking to a woman on the phone, you have to believe me."
Zhang Ziwen pretended to be helpless and guilty, but in his heart, he was looking for topics to keep her in line. As long as she talked to him a few more times,
things would naturally ease up. However, it was a bit unfair for her to say that he was a philanderer. If he really was a philanderer,
he would have accepted this girl without hesitation long ago. Zhang Ziwen refuted in his heart, but he dared not say it out loud and provoke her.

An Yun looked at his somewhat helpless and guilty appearance and felt a little pleased, but said coldly, "Whether it's a woman
or not , you know it yourself. You don't need to tell me. Hmph, I can't control my mouth." An Yun was certain of
her previous thoughts and didn't believe for a second that the person on the phone wasn't a woman.

"Sigh..." Zhang Ziwen sighed with a bitter face, "I know you won't
believe me . In your eyes, I'm just a womanizer, and I don't want to argue..."
He paused deliberately, his eyes lingering on An Yun's expression. He knew she would definitely
kick him .

Sure enough, An Yun gritted her teeth and fell for it: "Hmph, what's there to argue about? You're a complete
womanizer." After venting, An Yun thought resentfully, "You can be a womanizer with other women,
why can't you be a womanizer with me? I hate you, you big jerk!

" "Fine, whatever you say is right, but I need to clarify this phone call, lest you blurt out my complaints..."
Zhang Ziwen put on an innocent expression and said, "To tell you the truth, this phone call concerns the rest of my life... It
's very important..." He paused again. Women are naturally curious. Having spent so much time among women
, he had some experience. His goal was simple: to pique An Yun's curiosity.

"Is it important? Does it concern your entire future?" An Yun was slightly taken aback. Was it really that important? Her
curiosity only intensified, but she refused to reveal it, saying, "It concerns your happiness for the rest of your life, and
you still dare to say you're not a woman? That's just trying to cover it

up." "This... you're right, it really does concern my happiness for the rest of my life, but
it has nothing to do with women." Zhang Ziwen's expression was serious, but inwardly he was overjoyed. This girl had talked to him quite a bit today.
Rarely, and even more rare was that he had successfully piqued her interest. Women are indeed very curious;
that's for sure.

Chapter 254 Mental Torture, Unhappy and Speechless

"It has nothing to do with... women?" An Yun pouted, her eyes full of contempt. "Are you planning to spend the rest of
your alone? Humph, can you even handle it?" An Yun's face flushed red as she finished speaking. She realized the last sentence
was a bit too explicit and shouldn't have been said. She wanted to tease him about saying such embarrassing things, but oh no.

An Yun's embarrassment didn't escape Zhang Ziwen's notice. This girl was so careless with her words. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare, maintaining a serious
expression as he said, "I... I just don't want to spend the rest of my life alone, that's why I think this
phone call is important. You're absolutely right, I can't bear to spend the rest of my life alone." After saying this, a hint of a smile
appeared . His playful nature made him unable to resist teasing her.

An Yun blushed deeply. She understood Zhang Ziwen's teasing tone. This guy actually dared to pick on her words and
make fun of her! He was such a jerk! An Yun's delicate face turned bright red, so embarrassed she almost wanted to escape his teasing gaze.

"The call was from my bodyguard. Here's the caller ID. Call him if you don't believe me." This girl's shy
demeanor was so charming. Zhang Ziwen suppressed his racing heart and pushed the phone from the coffee table in front of An Yun. Any more
shyness would turn into anger. He knew An Yun's temper well enough.

"Don't look! Who called is none of my business," An Yun retorted, but her bright, beautiful eyes still darted
over . She couldn't resist her intense curiosity.

"Now you believe me? Just looking won't do. Call him and see if a man or a woman answers."
Zhang Ziwen chuckled inwardly. He could tell An Yun wasn't being honest.

"You...what does your bodyguard want with you?" An Yun believed him, but immediately regretted asking the question.
Wasn't clearly showing she wanted to know his business? How embarrassing! Her face turned bright red, and the redness wouldn't fade
.

"It's about the military. I sent my bodyguard to investigate. Those who came to Zhonghai to find me were all civilian
officers. He told me some important information he overheard today, which seems to be very beneficial to me. I finally feel
a little more at ease..." Zhang Ziwen said, casually picking up his teacup and taking a small sip.

"It's about the military? Are you going back to the military? Hurry up and tell me." An Yun was a little nervous and
couldn't help but urge him. Why was this bad guy drinking tea at a time like this? It would be better if he just said it all at once.

Seeing the tension in An Yun's beautiful eyes, Zhang Ziwen smiled and said, "I don't know yet.
But the people from the army seem to have brought my reinstatement certificate, so it looks like there's hope for my reinstatement. Plus, the army sent
a civilian officer, so they probably don't have any ill intentions towards me. I believe the old captain has already conveyed my unwillingness to return to the army to
the old commander, so the army shouldn't make things difficult for me anymore." After Zhang Ziwen finished speaking, he looked at An Yun's expression with a smile.
This girl wasn't indifferent to his affairs, which was good. Why did he have to put on
a stern face ?

"Really? That's good. I was really worried about you going back to the army..." An Yun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Suddenly relaxing from her tension, she temporarily forgot about the enemy in front of her.

"Yes, so I can live happily with you for the rest of my life. How wonderful, how happy."
Zhang Ziwen's smile was meaningful. He had already delivered his implied message to An Yun; the word "you"
included An Yun in front of him.

"Hehe... Okay, okay, our family can live happily ever after... Wait a minute!" An Yun suddenly
realized something was wrong. How did she end up laughing and joking with this guy? She quickly stopped talking, her cheerful face immediately turning pale.
She pouted and said, "Don't count me as an outsider. I have nothing to do with you. Humph,
go be happy with your beauties."

Damn, this girl's temper changes faster than flipping through a book. Zhang Ziwen was stunned, seeing that An
Yun seemed to have ended their cold war, but he didn't expect her to react so quickly and still remember his hatred. Little woman,
Zhang Ziwen smiled bitterly to himself. This girl was really hard to fool.

"You jerk, you did this on purpose. Humph, don't think that saying this will make me stop hating you. Let me tell you, I
hate you to death, and I'll make you regret it." An Yun stood up angrily. She was very clever, and her little brain quickly
realized that this bad guy was trying to trap her today. She was very indignant. Humph, trying to get close to him
? It's too late. Who told you to hurt someone, you bad person?

Damn it, this girl's become cunning! She actually saw through my tricks. Watching An Yun
storm , Zhang Ziwen shook his head and smiled bitterly. What's wrong with this girl?
She gets angry because he didn't accept her, but he hinted that he was ready to accept her, and she became arrogant. She's hard to please. Once a woman holds a grudge, it's really not easy to resolve. Zhang Ziwen was very
frustrated; he was truly at a loss now…

An Yun had changed again, and Zhang Ziwen once again experienced the fickleness of a young woman. Ever since
that , her face was no longer… A cold, beautiful face with a faint smile, a touch of professionalism—
as had received specialized etiquette services. That sweet smile had enough charm to melt any
man's heart, but Zhang Ziwen sensed something was very wrong. He couldn't quite put his finger on it. Her smile was sweet,
her voice soft, but he always felt it was a polite way of keeping his distance. What was even more infuriating was that she
dressed herself up extravagantly. An Yun already had many clothes, changing outfits every day,
as if . Every gesture she made exuded femininity. Her delicate face, shallow dimples, bright red lips, lively
eyes, and curvaceous, fiery figure radiated youthful allure.
Her beauty and cuteness were tinged with a hint of sexy charm and seduction. Zhang Ziwen had truly been tempted by this sexy little vixen these past few days
, but he could only admire her from a distance. Getting even slightly closer would earn him a disdainful glare, a glare that
was utterly captivating, making the frustrated Zhang Ziwen's heart race.

Zhang Ziwen vaguely understood what this little vixen was up to. She was provoking him, showing
him her most beautiful side. She wanted to make this clueless guy understand how foolish it was to give her up
. She wanted him to regret losing her for the rest of his life.

Zhang Ziwen now regretted it and understood An Yun's little tricks, but he didn't know that with An Yun's clever
mind, she wouldn't let him just watch and not get what he wanted so easily. Given her personality, revenge was a series
of events; this was just the prelude. She would use actions to provoke this bad guy who had hurt her pride. An Yun quickly adjusted her
strategy to its best state. She would no longer engage in a cold war with this bad guy like an enemy. She would use
a sweet, gentle smile to get along with him, talking as usual, communicating normally, but he wouldn't dare cross the line. She
certainly wouldn't take the initiative to throw herself at him. Since he was already using his clever tricks to provoke her, who was afraid of whom? She'll make this
guy taste the bitter fruit of hurting others…

Life is tiring for men, and it's even more tiring when a man meets a smart
woman . Zhang Ziwen doesn't know if he's lucky or unlucky. Before he started living a decadent and aimless life, let alone beautiful women, even ugly women wouldn't give him a second glance
. Being handsome doesn't put food on the table; he knows this all too well. Even if he's lucky enough to meet some women, most are either promiscuous women looking for
one-night stands, or they're after his money and doing illegal things. In short,
once these women find out what kind of criminal a handsome guy is, their arrogant attitude is infuriating. A crow instantly becomes a phoenix, and Zhang…
The handsome man instantly became a lowlife, and those vulgar women would have loved to trample on him with their toes. The reality
of society is cruel. Fortunately, Zhang Ziwen didn't stoop to that level, and thus maintained his chastity
. It wasn't that he didn't want women, but reality simply prevented him from having them. He could only use his calloused
hands for intimate contact, wasting his prime years on those hands that had killed countless men.

Now, things are different. He has money and a career, and luck seems to have arrived. Suddenly, he's surrounded by beautiful women, each
with a beautiful face and a great figure, and each one is smarter and
more cunning Mu Qing is like that, Song Lin is like that, and even the gentle Tang Shu is just as clever. They all
seize opportunities and use their unique intelligence and methods to ensnare Zhang Ziwen. Now there's An Yun, and An Yun
only needs a little prelude to give Zhang Ziwen a headache, not to mention the noble and beautiful Tang Ying, who is even more formidable
. Not only did she see right through him, but her precautions were also extremely thorough. Her intelligence and rationality were enough to send
the amorous Zhang Ziwen to hell...

Zhang Ziwen suffered terribly while hiding in the villa. He clearly had a beautiful woman he deeply loved right there,
but he couldn't see her. His anxiety was useless; the beautiful woman wouldn't give him any chance. And every day, another beautiful woman would stroll before
him , fragrant and slender, a truly alluring and sexy little devil.
He saw this one every day, but could only admire her from afar, never get close. Except when dining in the restaurant, he always kept a distance of 5... A meter
away , distance creates beauty, and Zhang Ziwen truly felt the pain of beauty. The alluring An Yun,
the little vixen who once offered herself to him, was now so far away; she no longer belonged to him. Pain…

After enduring over a week of mental torment in the villa, the painful days were finally over. Today was
the day of court; at least today would provide an answer to whether he was guilty or not. It was a beautiful day; the long-standing cold and gloomy
weather had finally been broken by a ray of sunshine. The gentle sunlight streamed into Zhang Ziwen's room early, warming his heart.
Zhang Ziwen had gotten up very early; his dark blue suit accentuated his physique. He was impeccably dressed, a striped
tie adding a touch of refined gentlemanly elegance. His shoes were polished to a gleaming shine. He
glanced in the mirror, admiring himself. Handsome, incredibly handsome! A confident smile spread across Zhang Ziwen's handsome face; he was very satisfied with his appearance
today …

Zhang Ziwen descended the stairs, pausing slightly. The villa's living room was already quite full of people. Looking around, he saw them all
dressed in suits, their faces radiating confidence and energy. Zhang Ziwen recognized them all; they were the elite legal team Tang Ying had hired for him. With these top lawyers protecting him, he believed he could escape the wrath of American law
today . Zhang Ziwen was no longer thinking about whether he could escape prison. His heart was pounding , because he had caught a glimpse of a beautiful figure through the crowd—it was Tang Ying. The woman he had been longing for had finally appeared. She was sitting quietly on a soft sofa in a corner of the living room. A suited security guard wearing a headset stood silently behind her. No one dared to approach her at a safe distance or disturb her peace. She held a newspaper in her hand, and judging from her expression, she was reading it intently. Zhang Ziwen , suppressing his racing heart, walked over. He got closer. Strangely, this time none of the suited security guards stopped him. Instead, they wisely stepped back a few paces, giving Tang Ying and Zhang Ziwen space to talk. Tang Ying was still beautiful, her expression focused on the newspaper. Even when Zhang Ziwen approached, she seemed not to notice. But then again, Zhang Ziwen noticed that her hand holding the newspaper trembled . She must have felt it; she smelled his familiar scent. And she seemed to hear Zhang Ziwen's joyful heartbeat. Tang Ying gently put down the newspaper, her beautiful eyes turning to Zhang Ziwen. In that instant, a barely perceptible glint flashed in her clear, bright eyes. The young man before her always gave her a refreshing feeling; today, this guy was truly handsome. Under his intense gaze, a blush crept onto Tang Ying's exquisite face, making her breathtakingly beautiful. She couldn't maintain her composed demeanor; in his presence, she couldn't hide her excitement, her heart pounding uncontrollably. "...Sit down. We'll have to wait a while to get to court," Tang Ying said softly, her voice gentle, gesturing him to sit on the sofa beside her. Zhang Ziwen didn't stand on ceremony; he sat down as instructed, but not in the spot Tang Ying had indicated. Instead, he sat opposite her. Only in this way could he face her, to see her incomparably beautiful face up close. Perhaps he could even glimpse the expression he longed to see on that beautiful face. Zhang Ziwen sighed inwardly, "It's been so long; I can finally see her again." His tender gaze was now fixed on her. "Why are you staring at me like that? You can't even sit still." Tang Ying's face flushed slightly, and she lightly spat. She couldn't stand his blatant gaze; only he dared to look at her so rudely. Yet, his tender eyes made her heart tremble, and a hint of barely perceptible panic flickered in her beautiful eyes. "How can I be still? You've been avoiding me..." Zhang Ziwen looked into her beautiful eyes and said softly, "I... I missed you so much. To see you again today... I'm really happy. I... just want to look at you like this, because ... I don't know how long I can look at you. Maybe... after today, I'll never see you again." A touch of bitterness crept into Zhang Ziwen's soft voice. The court trial was still uncertain; perhaps after today, he would be in prison. His words were filled with deep affection, yet also carried a hint of farewell. Tang Ying's heart trembled. She softly said, "...Please don't say that, okay? Today is a very important day. I...I really don't want to hear you say such things." Tang Ying's voice trembled slightly. His words filled her with fear; she was afraid to hear ominous words from him. "Is today really that important?" Zhang Ziwen smiled bitterly, saying with a touch of emotion, "Perhaps it really is, because I saw you again. It wasn't easy. I've always regretted thinking, do I always have to see you only when I'm about to leave you? I don't want to think that way, but it seems that 's ." "You...don't say anymore, don't say anymore...You'll be alright, really, please believe me." Tang Ying couldn't bear it any longer. Her reserved nature almost made her plead, begging him not to say those chilling words.

“I believe you, but what’s the point if I’m alright? Once we’re out of court, you’ll still avoid me,
won’t you?” Zhang Ziwen stared into Tang Ying’s beautiful eyes, trying to catch her subtle expressions. He had to
provoke her with words, because only then could he glimpse Tang Ying’s true self.

“You’re making me angry. How can you say it’s meaningless if I’m alright? Have you forgotten your loving family?” Tang Ying’s eyes flickered. She didn’t answer Zhang Ziwen’s probing questions; her heart was in turmoil. She could only remind him of his
loving family. “I haven’t forgotten. I think about my family who love me every moment. You don’t need to doubt that. And there’s no need to change the subject. I’m facing you now, and I just want to know if you’re going to keep avoiding me like this.” Zhang Ziwen stared at her. A few days ago, Tang Ying’s words would have tormented his conscience. Now, he would no longer be swayed by her words. After so many days of mental torment, he could no longer be so self-righteous. An Yun’s matter had fundamentally changed his heart. Happiness cannot be obtained through indecisiveness. Whether it’s a lecher or a womanizer , Zhang Ziwen, who was originally an open-minded person, had been hurt a few times. If he didn’t wake up soon, he really could go to hell . "Let's...not talk about this, okay? The court appearance is coming up soon, think about yourself, okay?" Tang Ying wanted to avoid this topic that was making her anxious. She sensed Zhang Ziwen's subtle change, but in her turmoil, she couldn't properly analyze his shift in mindset. She struggled helplessly, trying to escape him because she was about to break down . "You...why are you avoiding my topic? I'm thinking of myself, and I'm thinking of you too. I'm tired, aren't you tired?" Zhang Ziwen spoke from the heart, a deep, personal pain. He was truly exhausted these days at the villa... Chapter 255 The Mysterious Royal Family's Unhappiness and Speechlessness Tired, so tired, Tang Ying's heart was answering his words. She had been thinking of him, longing for him, her heart was weary, but how could Tang Ying say it aloud? She had no answer; she could only remain silent. "I just want one question from you: if I'm safe and sound, will you treat me the same way you did at the villa?" Zhang Ziwen revealed a bitter look in his eyes and softly said, "We're clearly in the same space, why? Why do you do this? " "I don't understand, are you planning to hide from me like this for the rest of your life ? Am I that terrible? That hateful to you?" Zhang Ziwen wouldn't let her silence continue. He'd been tormented by her for so many days; now it was time to settle the score. He wasn't going to leave the villa without achieving his goal… "Don't think like that, okay? I… I've never hated you, you know that." Tang Ying could tell he was provoking her, but she was powerless to retaliate; silence was useless. Perhaps she should make a concession. She said , "I… I can promise you, I won't treat you like that anymore, but can you give up your absurd ideas?" Tang Ying felt her words were powerless; he wouldn't give up. "I won't give up. You should know my heart, but I can tell you, you don't need to run away like this. As long as you treat me like you did in Zhonghai, I'll be satisfied." She softened. Zhang Ziwen seized this rare opportunity. This was his last concession, giving himself time, giving her time. Perhaps there would be a turning point. As long as she stopped avoiding him, the iceberg would eventually melt. "If I treat you like I did before, will you really be satisfied?" His concession ignited a glimmer of hope in Tang Ying's heart. She preferred to believe it was his true feeling, even though deep down she thought it was impossible. Sometimes, deceiving herself wasn't a bad way to find relief. "I'm satisfied. I love you. But I won't force you to accept it," Zhang Ziwen answered readily. But a hint of a smile appeared in his eyes. He felt like the big bad wolf, and the beautiful Tang Ying like a docile lamb waiting to be deceived. Hearing this, Tang Ying's face flushed and her heart pounded. She dared not look into Zhang Ziwen's eyes, let alone see the hidden, sinister smile. She said softly, somewhat flustered, "Don't say...that kind of thing. And don't say it in front of me again, okay...promise me?" "Yes, I'll listen to everything you say. If you don't want me to say it, I won't. I'll just keep it in my heart." Zhang Ziwen 's smile deepened. He liked Tang Ying's flustered appearance; only when her heart was in turmoil could he remain clear-headed. "You're not allowed to think that way either," Tang Ying said coquettishly. She secretly rejoiced at his passionate words, but her reserve and reason tore at her heart. "Hehe...can you control that? You can't even think about it. You're really ruthless," Zhang Ziwen teased , watching her unintentionally blush. His heart fluttered slightly. "If I'm not ruthless with you, you little monkey will run wild," Tang Ying rolled her eyes at him. That coquettish eye roll was truly captivating. Beautiful women are inherently alluring, and Tang Ying's rare display of such a feminine expression made Zhang Ziwen's heart flutter even more. The lighthearted banter eased the tension, and a hint of a smile appeared in the eyes of the whispering couple. This rare moment of joy infected their hearts, and their conversation became much more relaxed. Having compromised, Zhang Ziwen and Tang Ying were able to have a normal conversation, discussing everything from Zhang Ziwen's troubles with his army to matters needing attention in court. The conversation continued in a subtle yet relaxed atmosphere until the youthful and lively An Yun appeared at the entrance of the building, ending their friendly exchange… Outside the luxurious villa, a convoy of luxury cars was parked. At the head and tail of the convoy were four Hummers, each carrying six people wearing headsets. Suit-clad security guards with concealed firearms were present. Several Mercedes-Benz 500s carried Tang Ying's legal team, and in the very center was a stretched Lincoln limousine, Tang Ying's personal vehicle during her time in the United States. Zhang Ziwen immediately recognized that this limousine was no ordinary car; it had specially made bulletproof glass and an ultra-thick armored chassis. With these protections, conventional weapons posed no threat to this specially made stretched limousine. Zhang Ziwen also noticed something different about this modified RV: two small flags were displayed on either side of the front. One was the American Stars and Stripes, and the other was a green, white, and green flag with a lion. Zhang Ziwen recognized the flag; it was the Welsh flag, belonging to the English Special Administrative Region. Zhang Ziwen was a little puzzled. Why would this vehicle display such a flag? During his time in the military, due to frequent overseas missions, understanding European countries was a mandatory course, and he had some . He knew that Wales was bordered by England to the east, the Bristol Channel to the south, and Ireland to the north and west.

Wales, with a land area of 20,720 square kilometers and Cardiff as its capital, was merged with England in 1536. It comprises
22 districts and shares political and cultural systems with England, including
currency However, Wales still retains its own flag and parliament. As
an ancient nation merged with England, the British Royal Family, to show its respect for Wales and strengthen Welsh identity,
named the heir apparent as Prince of Wales and the princess consort as Princess of Wales, which became one of the rules of royal succession
.

Zhang Ziwen also clearly understood that Wales is the homeland of dragons and mountains. With its rolling mountains, azure
seas , and picturesque scenery, Wales, much like China, uses the dragon as a symbol of its culture and people.
The Welsh red dragon is a winged dragon. According to legend, in addition to the early Kimri and
Britons , and the dragon was the totem of this tribe. No one knows
where this tribe came from. Based on the tribe's East Asian features, some have speculated that they were Qin people from thousands of years ago, but how
these Qin people came to distant Great Britain remains unverified.

This mysterious Qin people were one of the most powerful early ethnic groups in Wales.
They possessed advanced technology, a unique language, an independent culture and hereditary traditions, and were among the nobles of the Kingdom of Wales. They were recognized as
a people of noble lineage, controlling much of the Welsh political and economic power, becoming a
formidable force. During the Tang Dynasty's golden age in Chinese history, small European kingdoms knew
of a mysterious and powerful nation with a brilliant culture in the East, and the people of this mysterious country were called the Tang people by Europeans. Because
the Qin people shared Tang traditions and Eastern features, and
were proud of the Tang Dynasty's prosperity, they added "Tang" to their surnames. They
proudly , and this powerful Qin people, later known as the Tang people, maintained their own independent hereditary
monarchy. During the Middle Ages, Europeans commonly referred to the Tang Dynasty royal family as such. After Wales and England merged, the Tang
Dynasty royal family remained cautious and prudent. Their unique cultural customs led them to adhere to a policy of moderation,
avoiding involvement in rebellions and political struggles. Through centuries of ups and downs, they remained aloof,
becoming one of the most moderate royal families. However, the Tang Dynasty royal family was not without fighting spirit.
Before , the Tang Dynasty royal family sent its Royal Guard to fight alongside Commonwealth forces. Contrary to their previous moderate approach,
they bravely and tenaciously defended the national dignity of Great Britain, achieving numerous military exploits and earning the respect of the British Royal Family and
the people .

To respect the hereditary traditions of this noble family, and given their extremely special
political status in Wales and Europe, the British Royal Family made an exception and allowed the Tang Dynasty royal family to exist, standing alongside the Welsh Royal Family as one of the two major royal families. Like the Welsh Royal Family, the Tang Dynasty royal family enjoys a similarly high and noble status
in present-day Wales and throughout Europe . Despite their prestigious position... The Tang royal family has always maintained a low profile, focusing on economic expansion and seemingly uninterested in politics. This tradition of discretion has continued since World War II, free from scandals and gossip , resulting in minimal global news coverage of this mysterious royal family. However, this doesn't diminish the Tang royal family 's prestigious status in the eyes of Europeans… The luxurious motorcade slowly started moving. Zhang Ziwen, sitting in the car, was puzzled. Recalling past events, could the noble Tang Ying be the legendary Tang royal aristocrat? Her surname was Tang, and she had close ties with European countries. The ease with which she obtained British citizenship for Long San demonstrated her considerable Considering her usual entourage and the level of security she received, Zhang Ziwen began to suspect Tang Ying's identity. If she wasn't a member of the royal family, would she be so extravagant? Zhang Ziwen could recognize the car's special features, but he didn't know that this specially made car was a chauffeured vehicle assigned to Tang Ying by the US president. If he knew, what would he think? Zhang Ziwen had previously speculated that Tang Ying was rumored to have a connection . He wasn't entirely willing to believe it. Deep down, Zhang Ziwen didn't want Tang Ying to be associated with any royal family, because if she were truly a member, the disparity in their social status would be too great. He subconsciously avoided the question of Tang Ying's identity; he couldn't bear to imagine it, and it was definitely not something Zhang Ziwen was willing to accept… “…What are you frowning about? Are you worried about appearing in court?” Tang Ying noticed Zhang Ziwen , his brow furrowed and looking preoccupied, and gently comforted him, “I've made thorough preparations this time . Don't worry, everything will be fine.” Tang Ying's question startled Zhang Ziwen slightly. He pulled himself back from his wandering thoughts, shook his head, and said , “I have nothing to worry about in court. I believe in your abilities.” "It's good that you think that way. When you go to court, you need to relax and not be so nervous. Americans like to jump to conclusions , and they'll think you're guilty. I hope you won't look like that in court." Tang Ying looked at him with kind eyes, reminding him gently. At the same time, she wondered why he had suddenly become so serious. Did he sense something? A sense of unease crept into the intelligent Tang Ying's heart. An Yun, sitting next to Tang Ying, pursed her lips and interjected, "Don't worry, Madam, he won't be nervous. He's seen plenty of storms like this. He didn't tell you, did he? He's been to the police station quite a few times in Zhonghai City." "Oh...is that so?" Tang Ying looked at An Yun, pondering An Yun's tone. Was this little girl having a tiff with this little guy? "What do you mean, 'no'? Xiao Shu told me all this. He's a seasoned veteran in the police force, and he even drove a pretty policewoman crazy. He went to Hong Kong with her this time, supposedly to handle some case, but who knows what they were doing there?" An Yun's beautiful eyes flashed with a sly glint. She was definitely targeting him with her words, because while staying at Tang Ying's villa, she had inadvertently discovered a huge secret, a secret she had kept very deep. "Is what Xiao Yun said true? I know you went to Hong Kong, but what's going on between you and that policewoman?" Tang Ying's beautiful eyes were fixed on Zhang Ziwen. She sensed something was off about An Yun's words. "Don't listen to her nonsense. What could I possibly have with that policewoman? It's just handling a case, isn't it? Little girl, this..."

" You know that, don't you?" Zhang Ziwen sensed something was wrong when he heard An Yun's last sentence. It was too late to stop her
from talking nonsense he was slightly annoyed. What did this girl mean? What was she trying to sow discord in front of Tang Ying?

"Of course I know, but I'm curious, you and that pretty policewoman are mortal enemies, why are you
helping her? Also, I know that Xiao Shu and that policewoman have a grudge against each other. What's that pretty policewoman's name again?"
An Yun tilted her head and pretended to think for a moment before saying, "...Wu...Min, right? I heard she's
the mayor's daughter." Upon hearing this

, Tang Ying's delicate brows furrowed slightly, and her beautiful eyes turned to Zhang Ziwen. The policewoman was the mayor's daughter?
And she had a grudge against Xiao Shu? This was the first time she'd heard of such a thing. She looked at Zhang Ziwen; since it concerned Xiao Shu, she couldn't afford
to be careless. She really wanted to hear his explanation.

What exactly was this girl up to? Zhang Ziwen glared at the slightly smug An Yun. Why was she bringing up Xiao Shu so much today
? Zhang Ziwen's gaze shifted to Tang Ying's face, noticing the glint in her beautiful eyes as she stared at him. A hint of
dissatisfaction crept in, a vague sense of unease settling in his mind; it seemed he'd have to waste time explaining again.

Zhang Ziwen sighed, gathered his thoughts, and recounted the incident
at the bar. That night, Tang Shu had used her intelligence to persuade Wu Min, preventing an incident from happening.
There was no real grudge between Tang Shu and Wu Min, and neither of them had held a grudge afterward.

Zhang Ziwen finished recounting the events at the bar, omitting the part about being caught during his first massage session. Leaving aside the previous matter, Zhang Ziwen
briefly recounted his grievances with Wu Min, emphasizing that his trip to Hong Kong with Wu Min
for the case was conditional, primarily for company matters. He couldn't reveal his personal motives regarding repaying Wu Min's
kindness , as he didn't want Tang Ying to associate Wu Min with him—a small
precaution he took.

After finishing, Zhang Ziwen glanced at An Yun, who was listening intently to his explanation, and thought to himself with displeasure .
Before his trip to Hong Kong, all the women in his family objected, except for Xiao Shu, who spoke well of Wu Min, saying that Wu
Min had helped him before. Since Wu Min had come to him for help, he should help if he could. Touched by Tang Shu's kindness, Zhang Ziwen had even
teased her at the dinner table, mentioning her past conflict with Wu Min and how she had defended her.
An Yun had overheard this teasing, and Zhang Ziwen was annoyed; he hadn't expected this girl to bring it
up—it was unreasonable.

"Is it really that simple? Is it really as you say?" Tang Ying stared into Zhang Ziwen's eyes. Her womanly intuition
made her doubt his words; she felt there was more to them than met the eye.

"Is it really that simple? What else have I done besides working on cases with Wu Min?" Zhang Ziwen tried to
appear innocent. Tang Ying's gaze made him uneasy; he knew there was more to his life than just working with Wu Min.

"I hope so. As for Xiao Shu, I'll say it again: I don't want you to hurt her. I
hope ." Tang Ying couldn't detect any flaws in Zhang Ziwen's expression. Despite her suspicions, she seemed
to have no choice but to trust him for now.

"How could I hurt Xiao Shu? I cherish her too much. You can rest assured about that."
Zhang Ziwen made a promise, and he said it sincerely because Tang Shu was the one he cared about most. However, Tang Ying's tone had
a warning tone, which made him wonder again. She seemed to care about Tang Shu more than Yu.

Just as Zhang Ziwen breathed a sigh of relief, An Yun suddenly chimed in: "Yeah, right... You
came to America this time without telling Xiao Shu. You say you care about her? Who would believe that?" "After An Yun finished speaking, she looked at Zhang Ziwen with a flirtatious gaze
. She had chosen this day to cause trouble, because
the three of

as An Yun finished speaking, Zhang Ziwen's eyes flashed with annoyance. Why was this girl never going to stop? Her motives
were not pure. Zhang Ziwen was extremely unhappy, while Tang Ying's face turned slightly red.
The scene of Zhang Ziwen sneaking into her room instantly flashed through her mind. Although she heard Zhang Ziwen say that he came to America not entirely for her,
but to find her for military matters, this was only his one-sided explanation. Tang Ying could
vaguely . Thinking of this, Tang Ying's heart suddenly became chaotic. It wasn't her fault, but
it was her fault that it was caused by her. Tang Ying suddenly felt a strong sense of guilt for letting Xiao Shu down. Her thoughts became
complicated in an instant, making her feel uncomfortable and a little breathless...

Chapter 256 Escalation of the Situation, Unhappy and Speechless

"Hey, what do you mean?" "I didn't tell Xiao Shu because I was afraid she'd worry about me. You know that,
so I don't need to explain why, right?" Zhang Ziwen glared at An Yun. He sat opposite Tang Ying and An Yun, and Tang Ying's
sad expression didn't escape his eyes. His heart ached. He was quite dissatisfied with An Yun at this moment,
and his tone became harsh.

"Why are you being so fierce? What do I know? What did you tell me? I knew you were keeping it from Xiao
Shu and asking me to keep it a secret for you. Don't deny saying that." An Yun glared back at
Zhang Ziwen without backing down, a hint of pleasure in her beautiful, expressive eyes. He was angry, and she felt good...

"You...you're completely taking things out of context!" Zhang Ziwen was furious. This girl was exceptionally
cunning. He admitted that he asked her to keep it a secret, but she twisted the words completely. Revenge—this girl's
methods were too ruthless.

"Enough, stop arguing. We're almost at court. We can talk about it later." Seeing the two siblings
arguing and refusing to back down, Tang Ying suddenly interrupted. After calming down a bit, she looked at An Yun and said, "...Your brother is about
to go to court. You don't want anything to happen to him, do you?"

Upon hearing this, An Yun immediately shut up. Revenge was one thing, but
she absolutely didn't want anything to happen to this scoundrel. An Yun thought bitterly, "Hmph, I'll have plenty of time to deal with
you , you big bad guy." Her goal was simple: to make Zhang Ziwen suffer. Not only to make him suffer, she also wanted him to push away
her beloved…

An Yun stopped provoking him, and Zhang Ziwen suppressed his emotions. The back seat of the car temporarily quieted
down . He knew this was definitely not over. He wondered what methods
this girl would use to make things difficult for him in the future. This little girl was too petty. Zhang Ziwen felt a bit frustrated. He was helpless against An Yun.
Since she entered his life, she had become incredibly charming and popular. Plus, she was a great
cook . In no time, she had become very familiar with the women in his family, becoming He Li's darling and…
Xiao Shu and Mu Qing were also very close, and more importantly, this little girl was Xiu Jie's younger sister.
Zhang Ziwen felt helpless, wanting to teach her a lesson but seemingly powerless...

The luxury convoy maintained a speed of about 50 miles per hour. Sitting in the car, Zhang Ziwen was unaware that there was
a police car leading the way. With the police car leading the way, the convoy passed without hindrance and had now entered a tunnel. Emerging from
the tunnel was Manhattan Island, where most of New York's commercial, entertainment, and government facilities were concentrated. The
trial of Zhang Ziwen's assault on a police officer would also be held in the New York Supreme Court.

As soon as the convoy exited the tunnel, An Yun, who had been relatively quiet, suddenly exclaimed, "Wow, so many people?"
Her voice was a bit exaggerated, startling Zhang Ziwen.

Zhang Ziwen looked out of the car and felt a jolt of dizziness. He saw a massive scene again. The roadsides outside the tunnel
were packed with people, stretching as far as the eye could see. When the convoy appeared,
cheers and commotion erupted from the crowds. Fortunately, a large number of New York police officers were maintaining order, preventing the surging crowd from spiraling out of control. This
was indeed America. A deafening roar echoed overhead as two
helicopters , hurtling past at extremely low altitudes and flying along the crowded streets. The luxury convoy and helicopters
complemented each other, eliciting a deafening roar from the crowds on both sides. Hats and scarves flew everywhere. A grand spectacle!
Americans, who love creating visual effects, certainly exaggerated the aerial shots taken by helicopters.

Why were there so many people? Were they coming for him? Zhang Ziwen looked at Tang Ying with a questioning gaze.
He couldn't understand it. Was it a bit much to cause such a commotion just for a court appearance?

Tang Ying, noticing Zhang Ziwen's slightly surprised and questioning gaze, smiled faintly and said, "Don't be so surprised.
Everyone in the world knows when you appeared in court, and your entire courtroom proceedings today were broadcast live globally."

"Broadcast live globally?" Zhang Ziwen was speechless with astonishment. A fight wouldn't warrant this much, would it?

"That's right, I arranged all of this." A hint of a smile appeared in Tang Ying's beautiful eyes; Zhang Ziwen's expression
amused her.

"Isn't this a bit of an exaggeration? Was it really necessary?" Zhang Ziwen was somewhat confused.

Tang Ying smiled slightly and said, "It's very necessary. The United States has always considered itself a country with a sound legal system.
As long as you break the law, no matter who you are, the law will not show leniency. And for someone with a certain reputation like you,
the trial result will have a certain influence. Today's trial of you is also a test of the fairness of the American judiciary."

Zhang Ziwen didn't understand. This case seemed insignificant to him. He didn't take the court
appearance to heart at all. It was just a fight. In China, this would be considered a minor case at most, especially since he
was in the right. But the scene outside the car seemed a bit serious. Even if he was a celebrity, it shouldn't be this
big, right?

Tang Ying noticed Zhang Ziwen's confusion and said softly, "You might think your case is insignificant,
but this isn't just about the case itself. The night you got into trouble, the American judicial system
took it seriously. You might not know this, but Americans love to set an example and seize every
opportunity to promote their country's democracy and rule of law. And you're the victim of that example."

"Me? Used for publicity?" Zhang Ziwen felt his luck was terrible.

Tang Ying smiled and said, "Don't you know how famous you are? With the few things you've done, there
are hardly any people in the world who don't know you. With such a celebrity as a living advertisement,
do you think the American judicial system would let this windfall slip by?"

A windfall? Tang Ying's description left Zhang Ziwen feeling utterly dejected. He felt like he had become
a tool of public opinion, a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered. What frustrated him even more was that he knew absolutely nothing about these things.

Tang Ying glanced at him, understanding his frustration, and said softly, "On the surface, this case seems
like an ordinary criminal case, but because you're a celebrity, the ordinary becomes complicated. People from all walks of life
are paying attention to this case. Given this premise, the United States will make a big deal out of this. And
besides the lawyers and jury on both sides, factors outside the courtroom also play a decisive role in determining your guilt or innocence."

"Factors outside the courtroom? What do you mean?" Zhang Ziwen glanced at the bustling crowd outside the car,
already sensing the complexity of his case.

Tang Ying smiled and said, "The night you got into trouble, I made some phone calls on my way to the NYPD
to find out what was going on. I learned that you couldn't be released on bail, and given your celebrity status,
it was obvious the US Department of Justice would use this case to make a big deal out of it.
And that
's what the US Department of Justice loves to do. A former US president suffered because of the law and almost resigned because of it.
So your case can't be solved simply. Since the Department of Justice wants to make a big fuss, I have no choice but to play along."

"You mean all this commotion outside, with this global live broadcast, is all your
doing?" Zhang Ziwen now understood why there were so many people on both sides of Manhattan Avenue.

Tang Ying sighed softly and said, "Part of it was my arrangement,
and part of it was orchestrated by the US Department of Justice. Moreover, this ordinary criminal case has escalated to a political level. Besides the clash of laws, there's also
a political struggle between major powers. This matter is out of control."

"A political struggle between major powers?" Zhang Ziwen was surprised; things seemed even bigger than he had anticipated.

Tang Ying smiled slightly and said, "There's nothing we can do about it. Who told the US government to be so arrogant?
Always trying to portray itself as a model nation, insisting that the whole world follow the American democratic system.
This only provokes rebuttals from some countries. In short, there will be plenty of debate in court, and outside the courtroom,
the debates between countries are also intense. Recently, a major debate on the current US judicial system has started on television,
with many countries participating. So, no one can control this; they can only expose your case to the whole world and let
international public opinion decide the outcome."

"Then…which countries are involved?" Zhang Ziwen was a little curious and somewhat skeptical. So many countries really participated in the major
US judicial debate? Why wouldn't they have something better to do?

Tang Ying said calmly, "Many. All five permanent members of the UN Security Council are involved, and the EU and ASEAN
are also paying close attention."

This is outrageous! Zhang Ziwen thought to himself, "This is too much!" He believed Tang Ying wouldn't lie to him; was it really necessary? A small criminal case...
The matter had gotten to this point, and he initially thought hiring a lawyer would be a simple matter, with Tang Ying handling things, so he
hadn't paid much attention. He was preoccupied with his relationship and hadn't thought about the case at all. He hadn't
expected were raging outside, he was still at the center of the storm, something he
hadn't realized before. His current frustration was unimaginable.

Tang Ying saw Zhang Ziwen's distress and sighed inwardly, saying, "...This is
a lesson for you, to prevent you from constantly causing trouble. You can't act as
recklessly . You must always remember your celebrity status. Being a celebrity isn't all flowers and applause; countless
conspiracies and traps accompany you."

Tang Ying was giving him pointers, and Zhang Ziwen understood. He nodded slightly; this was another lesson
learned .

“Madam… he’s innocent this time, he didn’t cause any trouble. It’s all my fault.” An Yun
interjected softly, “Madam, will he be alright this time?” Seeing the commotion outside, An Yun was very worried.
The bad guy had injured someone because of her, and she didn’t want him to be convicted because of it.

Tang Ying glanced at An Yun and softly comforted her, “Don’t worry, with me here, I won’t let anything happen to your brother
.” Tang Ying’s voice was soft, but it conveyed a strong sense of confidence.

An Yun gave an “Oh,” and breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the big bad guy was alright, that was fine. The little girl hated
Zhang Ziwen for ignoring and hurting her, but if the big bad guy got into trouble, she would probably be the one most heartbroken.

An Yun's worried expression didn't escape Zhang Ziwen's notice.
He felt a slight pang of sympathy, but also felt confused. This girl's thoughts were truly unfathomable. One moment she was causing chaos, treating him like an enemy, and the next she was
deeply worried about him. Yet, the emotions revealed in her beautiful, expressive eyes were so genuine. He couldn't understand her.

Tang Ying glanced at Zhang Ziwen, noticing his slightly distracted expression, and scolded, "What are you thinking about? Are you even
listening to me?"

"I'm... I've been listening the whole time," Zhang Ziwen said with a smile. "Didn't you say that with you here,
you wouldn't let anything happen to me? Hehe... I absolutely believe you." Zhang Ziwen knew that
worrying was useless now, so he might as well relax and comfort An Yun. The little girl was worried about him, and he had to appease
her.

"You're such a chatterbox. You've been used by the American legal system to this extent, and you can still laugh," Tang Ying said, giving
him a disapproving look.

"It doesn't matter, let them use me if they want. It's just a bit of a loss. The TV station that broadcasts globally must be making a lot of
money, right? I didn't get a share. I'm losing out big time." Zhang Ziwen joked. He made his fortune through advertising, and
he knew how much profit was made from commercial breaks during live TV broadcasts. As the main character, he didn't get a single penny. While mocking himself, he did
feel a bit cheated.

"Looks like you do have a business mind. You can think like that. The women around you aren't bad either. They've already made
arrangements for you." Tang Ying's beautiful eyes smiled.

"No way, the women around me? Who sold me out?" Zhang Ziwen's eyes showed disbelief.

"Of course we'll sell it if we can get a good price. Are we going to let someone else make the money? That Mu Qing is quite clever.
How could she let go of such a good opportunity to make money? After discussing it with Xiao Shu, she invested $1.2 billion to jointly acquire a
TV station . The global live broadcast rights were sold for $1.8 billion this time. And the one who sold it to you was your dear sister.
She signed all the documents." Tang Ying almost burst out laughing. Zhang Ziwen was not only full of surprise, but his face was also
so into tears.

"How heartless! How could that brat Mu Qing do such a thing? She's corrupted Xiao Shu too! And my older sister is even more
outrageous —she dared to sign this document! Does she not want her precious younger brother anymore?" Zhang Ziwen found it amusing. The women in his family
were making money off him; it was truly outrageous…

Chapter 257 Sincere Confession, Bu Le speechless.

"Tch, who told you to come to America without telling them? Now Sister Li dotes on me. Do you think she'll still
care about you?" An Yun, who had been worried about Zhang Ziwen, was delighted to see his bitter expression and took the opportunity
to tease him.

"This is what you got for disobeying them. Let's see if you dare to act recklessly again. They're punishing
you." Tang Ying found it amusing because she was the mastermind behind this whole thing.

Even Tang Ying was teasing him, so Zhang Ziwen could only say dejectedly, "I've met the wrong person, I admit it,
I'll make them pay when I get back." Although his expression was sullen, he was secretly overjoyed. The women in his family had indeed been clever
to seize such a great business opportunity.

An Yun, sitting to the side, pouted and said, "Tch, how will you make them pay? I'll remember what you said,
I'll pass your message on to Sister Li and Xiao Shu." An Yun's beautiful eyes revealed a gloating look;
this tattletale had come to him.

"Little girl, don't talk nonsense! I was just joking, and you took it seriously." Zhang Ziwen panicked. This girl was an expert
at stirring up ; who knew what would happen if she said it?

"Hmph, I'm not talking nonsense. You said you met the wrong person, didn't you? I heard it clearly." An Yun rolled her
eyes at him, her little head starting to embellish his words.

Zhang Ziwen was speechless, completely bewildered by her words. This girl was incredibly adept at spotting grammatical errors, leaving him utterly exasperated. She was deliberately
causing trouble and there was nothing he could do.

Tang Ying, seeing that Zhang Ziwen had no chance to refute her, chuckled inwardly and said, "...I just taught
you that too much talk leads to mistakes, and you've already forgotten? It's your own fault that Xiao Yun took advantage of you." Tang Ying hadn't known An Yun for long,
but she understood her personality well. This girl was a troublemaker, and this was a subtle reminder to Zhang Ziwen.

"I didn't take advantage of him at all, Madam, why are you saying such things about me?" An Yun pouted, her beautiful eyes showing a hint of
grievance .

Tang Ying smiled slightly, remaining silent. Her intelligence was already telling her that An Yun was targeting Zhang Ziwen.
This was a stark contrast to her behavior when she first moved into the villa; back then, she was constantly
worried and unable to eat or sleep. Zhang Ziwen, however, had changed drastically since his release from prison. Tang Ying, reflecting on the situation, realized
An Yun's instigation was skillful, directly targeting the relationship between Zhang Ziwen and Xiao Shu. She herself was too concerned about Xiao Shu, which had somewhat affected her
thoughts , leading to a slight resentment towards Zhang Ziwen. What exactly was An Yun trying to do?
Was she trying to ruin Xiao Shu and Xiao Wen's relationship? A sense of unease crept into Tang Ying's heart…

At that moment, the convoy entered Manhattan Avenue. Not far ahead was the New York City Courthouse, already packed with people.
The sea, too, suddenly slowed down at this moment. There were too many people. Reporters from all over the world had already secured
advantageous positions, and all their camera equipment was pointed at the luxury convoy. As the convoy slowly approached, the pre-
arranged reporter area began to stir. A flash of white light appeared as all the lenses focused on the stretched Lincoln.

The bodyguards in the Hummer at the front had already jumped out and quickly moved to both sides of the Lincoln. From
now on, this group of suited security guards would follow the Lincoln on foot and at a jog. With these well-trained bodyguards
protecting the car, there was no need to worry about reporters trying to get the first real shot approaching and causing harassment. Zhang Ziwen looked at
the suited bodyguards jogging outside the car and felt a slight sense of emotion. During his time in South Korea, he had also worked as a bodyguard
for a short time. Now it was his turn to enjoy the treatment of being closely protected...

The luxury convoy struggled to drive into the crowd, amidst the frenzy ... Under the flashing lights, the Lincoln RV slowly pulled up
at the foot of the Grand Court steps. A bodyguard opened the door, and dozens of bodyguards in suits quickly
formed a protective circle around the door. Police officers maintaining order on the perimeter held hands, trying to keep the approaching
reporters bay. The moment Zhang Ziwen stepped out of the RV was the most exciting for the reporters. When the impeccably dressed Zhang Ziwen stepped out
of the Lincoln, a frenzy ensued. Dozens of long, fluffy microphones were thrust above his head, and a dozen
reporters, granted special permission for close-up interviews, seized this historic moment to bombard him with questions.

Not far away, in front of a row of television broadcast vans, stood dozens of
presenters reporting live. These presenters from all over the world seized the opportunity to deliver their reports, each one passionate and
expressive, their conversation a mix of English, French, German, Spanish, and other languages. Among them were many
people of East Asian descent, and it was believed that a significant number were reporters from China.

Almost every camera captured the moment Zhang Ziwen stepped out of the car, faithfully recording his brief
appearance and broadcasting it globally via satellite. This was perhaps
one of the most influential news stories in recent years, with Zhang Ziwen appearing in three of them. The Tokyo terrorist attacks sparked a
global anti-terrorism movement, though the mastermind behind them remains unknown to the press. His heroic rescue of a damsel in distress at the South African International
Film Festival catapulted him to international fame overnight, and his high-altitude hostage rescue became
widely known. This legendary story has captivated the world, dubbed the "Zhang Ziwen phenomenon." Now,
he is once again at the center of controversy, a criminal suspect awaiting trial. His heroic and ruthless identity, his romantic
and charismatic deeds, his extraordinary skills that have captivated global audiences, and
the political maneuvering between major powers sparked by his actions all contribute to this phenomenon. Every global news agency would inevitably sensationalize the event. Besides the world's
six major news agencies, even Al Jazeera couldn't resist the temptation, sending a powerful reporting team. The scene
was spectacular and awe-inspiring. News from the Arab world seemed to be forgotten at that moment. Perhaps
the US president was secretly pleased, watching on television. These past few days had been a period of hectic turmoil for him,
and with a heavyweight journalist like Zhang Ziwen diverting global attention, the discussion of the "Baker"
plan to withdraw troops from Iraq could finally be temporarily set aside…

As Zhang Ziwen stepped onto the stairs, his scalp tingled. The scene was chaotic and noisy. Reporters surged around
him, desperately trying to get close, while a dozen or so journalists with special permission for close-up interviews were nearby, their expressions
excited, rattling off a barrage of questions. It was too chaotic, too noisy. Zhang Ziwen
couldn't hear a word. He could only respond with the internationally accepted "no
comment

Wherever Zhang Ziwen is, beautiful women follow; this seems to have become his trademark. Close behind him
are two stunningly beautiful women, both fashionably dressed with gorgeous faces and enviable
figures, truly captivating the eye. Reporters bombarded the two beauties with questions that were
barely , the blinding white lights making their eyes glaze over, especially Tang Ying, who, usually so low-key
, was quite uncomfortable in such a noisy and chaotic scene. But no choice; it was all for Zhang Ziwen. If it weren't for this
annoying guy, no one in the world would have allowed her to be so publicly exposed…

Under the tight protection of dozens of bodyguards in suits, Zhang Ziwen and the two beauties finally broke through the reporters' encirclement.
Led by court staff, Zhang Ziwen and the others entered a temporary rest room to await the start of the trial. The rest room was luxurious
and comfortable, with thick Turkish carpets on the floor, and the central air conditioning kept the VIP lounge
warm and cozy.

The staff were courteous and attentive,
providing . The courtroom treatment seemed excessive. Since he was already there,
he might as well make the best of it. Zhang Ziwen casually reclined on the soft sofa, his relaxed demeanor making him seem like an innocent criminal
suspect .

Tang Ying found Zhang Ziwen's nonchalant attitude amusing and somewhat admirable. This
guy seemed completely unconcerned about today's grand occasion, showing no signs of nervousness whatsoever,
as if it were entirely unrelated to him. Was he really not nervous at all?

Just then, An Yun turned on the TV in the lounge. All the channels were broadcasting footage of the convoy approaching the courthouse.
Upon seeing the replay of Zhang Ziwen stepping out of the car, she immediately exclaimed, "Look, it's being broadcast live on TV!"
An Yun then naturally sat down next to Zhang Ziwen. "I think I look a bit handsome today, hehe," Zhang Ziwen chuckled self-deprecatingly

, noticing that he did look somewhat photogenic on TV . Tang Ying rolled her eyes at him. Even at a time like this, he was still so unserious. She couldn't help but gently scold him, "You look great on camera today , but even the most handsome man is still a criminal suspect. Can't you be serious? You can't act like this in court later." She was blaming him for his lack of tact. Zhang Ziwen smiled sheepishly, accepting Tang Ying's gentle rebuke . Just then, the television screen switched to a familiar scene: Zhang Ziwen bravely rescuing . The three people in the dressing room were immediately captivated by the scene. The thrilling, slow-motion narrative vividly portrayed Zhang Ziwen's blood-soaked stage performance. As Zhang Ziwen lay convulsing in a pool of blood, mournful, poignant music played, creating a powerful and emotionally resonant experience.

"Is it really that bad?" Zhang Ziwen wondered to himself, feeling a lump in his throat. He glanced at
the two .

The scene continued to shift, and the camera changed, revealing a beautiful figure on the television screen.
Zhang Ziwen's heart skipped a beat. It was Song Lin. She was still beautiful on the screen, but her face looked slightly haggard and
she had lost a lot of weight. Zhang Ziwen didn't need to guess to know that Song Lin must have been worried sick about him these past few days. Where was she
now ? Had she gone to New York? Seeing Song Lin's haggard appearance suddenly caused Zhang Ziwen a pang of heartache.

On the table in front of Song Lin were a dozen microphones, seemingly for some kind of interview. A
white reporter asked in English, "Ms. Song, today is Zhang Ziwen's court appearance. As
someone he saved, what are your thoughts?"

Song Lin looked somewhat sorrowful. She softly replied, "I don't know what to say, but I firmly believe that Brother Wen is
innocent. It's quite clear that he acted to save a girl, doing what a hero should do.
He is a hero. Putting an innocent person in court is an insult to his character. I highly doubt
the motives of the American judicial system."

"You call Mr. Zhang Ziwen 'Brother Wen'? Your relationship with him seems unusual?" A reporter sensed
something was .

"That's right, our relationship is unusual. He is my Brother Wen, now and always will be."
A hint of tenderness appeared in Song Lin's beautiful eyes.

"Unusual relationship?" Song Lin's answer was surprisingly bold. The reporters surrounding the table stirred,
a buzzing sound rising. There was news, big news in the entertainment industry.

"So, do you love Mr. Zhang Ziwen? Are you worried about him?" A reporter seized this rare opportunity; he could
sense that Song Lin was about to open up today.

"Ms. Song, do you really love Mr. Zhang Ziwen?" a female reporter asked with great interest.

"Ms. Song, did you fall in love with him after he saved you?"

"How long have you been dating? The outside world has never known about your relationship with Mr. Zhang. If Mr. Zhang hadn't gone to
court, would your relationship have remained a secret?"

"Please answer, Ms. Song, now that Zhang Ziwen is about to go to court, he might be found guilty. At that time, will you still
love him?" a reporter with an Asian face asked sharply.

Song Lin's bold revelation that her relationship with Zhang Ziwen was unusual was an unexpected bonus. A series of
questions . Today's interview was part of a series of reports about Zhang Ziwen,
broadcast live globally. Viewers in front of their televisions were waiting for the superstar's answers, and Zhang Ziwen was no exception.
He was genuinely curious to know how Song Lin would answer these awkward questions; a sense of anticipation was rising within him.

On screen, Song Lin was quiet, but a tender glint appeared in her beautiful eyes. Once the reporters quieted down, she took
a deep breath, as if making a decision. After a long pause, she softly said, "...Now
, in front of the entire world, I answer you all...I...love Brother Wen very much. No matter what
the outcome , my life belongs to Brother Wen."

Song Lin's tender eyes looked at the camera lens. The camera panned, and a close-up of Song Lin appeared on the screen,
revealing the deep affection in her eyes. Her heart was pounding. Quickly, her bold confession brought a touch of shyness
and sweetness to her face, a blush spreading across her stunning beauty, making her even more captivating…

Chapter 258 A Gathering of Fortune, Unhappy and Speechless.

Song Lin's heartfelt confession continued, her deeply affectionate voice resonating through the hearts of those present: "Brother Wen, this
is something I've wanted to say to you for a long time. Today, on the day you appear in court, I will no longer hide my love for you. I want
the whole world to know that I love you, for all eternity." With tender affection and deep love, the famously pure and innocent
beauty poured out her heart to the world.

The screen seemed to freeze, the entire interview room silent. This was a superstar's heartfelt
confession , and all the reporters seemed moved by Song Lin's deep emotion. No one asked questions, no one wanted to disturb
Song Lin, immersed in her deep affection, and no one wanted to spoil this warm and touching scene.

My God, she really spoke her heart out to the whole world! Zhang Ziwen's heart leaped into his throat,
his eyes welled up with tears of sweetness and emotion. He remembered seeing Song
Lin's interview on television back in Hong Kong. She had always kept their relationship a secret, knowing she loved him.
But she had always been reserved and image-conscious in public. Today, she had no such inhibitions. She was a woman, and she had boldly
declared her love to the world. As a man, he was deeply moved. Her
profound affection . He silently vowed to cherish this beautiful woman for the rest of his life and never betray her
love for him…

“…She really loves you. Sigh, you won't let her down, will you?” Tang Ying sighed softly,
a hint of helplessness in her voice.

Zhang Ziwen glanced at Tang Ying and softly told her that he wouldn't betray Song Lin. He would open his
heart to accept Song Lin's deep affection. Seeing the slight sadness in Tang Ying's eyes, he understood the reason
for . With Song Lin's heartfelt confession to the world today, their relationship was
clear. Song Lin had become his woman, and he wouldn't reject her because of any interference. Even if the deeply loving
Tang Ying objected, it wouldn't matter. Whether he was a womanizer or a philanderer, the passionate Zhang Ziwen would never
abandon Song Lin.

Sitting beside Zhang Ziwen, An Yun quietly wiped away tears from the corners of her eyes. She was moved by Song Lin's love. When Tang
Ying softly asked Zhang Ziwen, she was a little worried that his indecisive feelings would hurt
another woman again. But her worries quickly disappeared. She heard Zhang Ziwen's promise to Song Lin; he said he would
take responsibility for her. An Yun breathed a slight sigh of relief. How did this rascal become so responsible? While
An Yun was happy for Song Lin, she couldn't help but feel resentful that her own love hadn't found its place. She thought weakly, "Why? Why can this guy accept other women? Why can't he accept my love? Does n't he realize how deeply I love him too?" A deep resentment filled An Yun's beautiful eyes. She couldn't understand, she couldn't comprehend it . She could only continue to hate this despicable guy with resentment and helplessness… An Yun's breathing was a little erratic, and one could almost hear her erratic heartbeat. Zhang Ziwen could sense her subtle psychological changes because this perplexing girl was sitting very close to him, and she exuded…

Her intoxicating fragrance lingered in his nostrils, captivating and alluring. He noticed the traces of her unwiped tears and
saw a hint of emotion in her beautiful, expressive eyes, but that emotion was quickly replaced by a resentful look.
Zhang Ziwen understood her thoughts. He wanted to comfort her and tell her that he had always cared for her, but the
girl didn't give him the chance. When she felt Zhang Ziwen's gaze on her face,
she turned away, leaving him with a cold, indifferent back. She didn't want him to see her vulnerable and helpless
side at this moment. Having been hurt by him before, she wouldn't easily reveal her feelings to Zhang Ziwen.

Looking at that pitiful, delicate back, Zhang Ziwen felt bitter. He knew he had deeply hurt her, and
the girl wouldn't forgive him easily. Who was to blame? Alas, it was all his fault. Why hadn't he
readily accepted her feelings? Being loved is happiness, but Zhang Ziwen is annoyed by her own
contradictory and indecisive feelings. She has already violated moral principles, so why does she still have so many
concerns? Why is she so confused about matters of the heart? The sentimental Zhang Ziwen was filled with regret.
He finally understood the saying, "Love often brings only regret," for he was sentimental, and his resentment was equally intense…

A subtle silence fell over the three in the lounge, each lost in their own thoughts. But love and affection weren't the topic of the day.
The static from the television quickly pulled them back to reality. A series of news reports about Zhang Ziwen were playing on a loop,
the emotionally charged host making various predictions, the guilt and innocence indicators constantly changing
, and the images on the television screen constantly shifting. Zhang Ziwen's court appearance was a global spectacle,
the focus of attention above all else. World-renowned companies certainly wouldn't miss this rare business opportunity, with promotions and
advertisements piling up. Seeing the commercials on television, Zhang Ziwen was extremely annoyed. The various ads
had abruptly pulled him out of his emotional reverie. Damn advertising! Damn this commercial society!

The lengthy commercial finally ended, and a magnificent ancient building appeared on the screen. Zhang Ziwen and
Tang Ying were both drawn to it—Buckingham Palace. Queen Elizabeth II appeared on the screen
, wearing reading glasses and reading from a script. Zhang Ziwen was a little puzzled;
would intervene because of his case?

Unfortunately, Zhang Ziwen's English was poor, and he could only understand part of it. Luckily, An Yun noticed his predicament and,
without him asking, readily provided simultaneous translation. The Queen was indeed
commenting . She expressed respect for the American judicial system but
regretted that the US was making a big deal out of this ordinary case, hoping that the American judiciary would treat Zhang Ziwen fairly…

After listening to An Yun's translation, Zhang Ziwen was surprised. What did his case have to do with the Queen? Why did
she seem to sympathize with him? He was confused; he
didn't seem to have any connection with the British royal family.

Zhang Ziwen's astonishment continued. The television screen flashed, showing a shot of the ocean, followed by Denmark's iconic
Little Mermaid statue. The camera panned out, revealing a middle-aged man
in a suit speaking to the camera. His identity was quickly confirmed: Crown Prince Frederick of Denmark. The Crown Prince, who had just married
an Australian commoner, was less polite.
He expressed strong dissatisfaction with the way the US judicial system treated Chinese nationals, suspecting serious racial discrimination in the United States, and expressed his deep concern.

The television broadcast resembled a royal interview, with images
flashing across screens from Norway, Sweden, the Netherlands, Belgium, Luxembourg, Spain, Andorra, Monaco, and Liechtenstein.
Kings spoke, offering varying degrees of support for Zhang Ziwen, who was about to enter court. But it didn't end there.
Royal families from Asia—Japan, Cambodia, Thailand, Malaysia, and Nepal—also voiced their opinions. Zhang Ziwen
was somewhat displeased with the Japanese Emperor's statement, finding his tone the most ambiguous. His pronouncements—whether guilty or innocent—were
smooth and shrewd, unlike the straightforward pronouncements of the Thai King, who firmly believed in Zhang Ziwen's innocence.

European and Asian royal families took turns speaking, even
the Mauritian . Following them were the royal families from the Americas: Canada, the Bahamas, Antigua and Barbuda, Barbados, and
Belize. Royal families from Oceania, including Australia, New Zealand, Papua New Guinea, Tuvalu, and the Solomon Islands,
also made appearances. It was a veritable showcase of royal bloodlines, leaving Zhang Ziwen bewildered
and confused. He could understand if heads of government from other countries were making their voices heard, given the potential
political maneuvering, but he couldn't fathom the connection between these monarchs and his case.
Modern royalty are largely symbolic; even if they wanted to express political views,
they wouldn't need to appear in public. This seemed completely unrelated.

Just as Zhang Ziwen was pondering this, the television screen showed several program hosts, their expressions
excited and their discussions passionate. Although they knew beforehand that these monarchs would appear, the fact that
Zhang Ziwen's case had alarmed these reclusive royal families was still unbelievable.
Watching these legendary monarchs speak, their excitement still lingered. Zhang Ziwen
's news was already shocking enough, but the chain reaction he triggered was even more unexpected. The excitement was yet
to come, as the political undercurrents between major powers would be broadcast in the following programs. Amid the excited, passionate, and expectant words
of the hosts , the dreaded "speaking of serious matters" segment began. Seeing
the Coca-Cola advertisement appear on the TV screen, Zhang Ziwen cursed inwardly, "How come this lousy drink is everywhere? Damn it!"

Seeing Zhang Ziwen's displeased expression, Tang Ying knew exactly what he was thinking. She chuckled and said softly,
"Some of these ads were produced by your company, don't berate yourself."

Zhang Ziwen paused slightly, then felt relieved and said sheepishly, "That's more like it. Today I'm
risking jail time selling my image to the world; it wouldn't be right if I didn't make some money."

An Yun pouted and retorted, "You're obsessed with money, a money-grubber." Despite the insult, she
couldn't help but smile in her beautiful, expressive eyes. This guy was just like that; even now, he was still teasing
her . Of course, she hadn't forgotten their enmity, and she struggled to suppress her laughter.

"Hehe..." Zhang Ziwen laughed brightly. He caught An Yun's smile and teased her, saying:
“What’s wrong with loving money? I can’t support a wife without money, and then you’ll accuse me of abusing you.”

An Yun could easily hear the logic in Zhang Ziwen’s deliberately slurred speech, her face instantly turning bright red. She retorted
, “Hey, don’t talk nonsense! I’m not your wife, stop trying to get close to me.” She then rolled her eyes at Zhang Ziwen, inwardly cursing his
inappropriate , but his teasing tone left her feeling
a bittersweet mix of annoyance and sweetness.

Looking at her charmingly shy and reproachful expression, Zhang Ziwen almost couldn’t resist saying, “She’s not my wife now, but she will be
in the future .” But he dared not say it now, with the beautiful and noble Tang Ying watching. Moreover,
the meaningful look in her beautiful eyes made Zhang Ziwen feel uneasy. He couldn’t be so unrestrained in front of her. Sigh,
finding an opportunity to reconcile with this little girl An Yun was so difficult; he’d have to find another time. Zhang Ziwen felt a deep regret…
…

Zhang Ziwen's regret at the reconciliation was quickly abruptly cut short by the images on the television screen. Amidst the
inflammatory , images of Moscow's Red Square appeared on the screen. At one end of Red Square,
the golden domes of the Kremlin shone brightly in the sunlight, gleaming and majestic. Russian President Putin stood solemnly
on the podium, delivering a statement. He argued that the United States, which always touted itself as a nation prioritizing human rights, frequently
interfered in and made unfounded accusations against other countries' human rights records. However, he stated that the actions of the US judicial system this time clearly violated
the moral code of human rights. Putin expressed deep sympathy for Mr. Zhang Ziwen's exposure to the global spotlight, and that
Russia would closely monitor the trial.

President Putin's words were sharp, displaying the former superpower's characteristic bravado in its confrontations with the United States. There was no room for
politeness ; he had also been having a difficult time lately. The poisoning of the KGB agent who defected to the UK had caused a huge uproar,
with world opinion pointing the finger at the Putin government. Now, having Zhang Ziwen as a scapegoat to divert attention was exactly what he needed.
Incidentally, it also allows him to flaunt his power in confronting the sole superpower—a clever move, given Putin's recent
resurgence in .

Japan's new Prime Minister Abe, dressed in a suit with impeccably combed hair, carefully considered his words.
In his speech, Abe
expressed deep regret over Mr. Zhang Ziwen's ordeal in the United States and the actions of the US judicial system, but subtly expressed his belief in the impartiality of the US justice system. He concluded by stating that Japan
would closely monitor the case.

It seems every country's leader faces difficulties. His visits to China and South Korea initially boosted his
popularity but also provoked discontent from the right wing. Abe is currently caught in the political vortex between the left and right wings, struggling to survive. The
middle ground is inherently difficult, and North Korea's nuclear test has pushed Japan into the spotlight. The differing opinions between Prime Minister Abe and Foreign Minister Aso regarding whether Japan should
become a nuclear power have fueled
distrust of the Japanese government and heightened vigilance among people across Asia…

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