"Chunmei, you come over as well." Lin Ziyin instructed the maid, "Stand where you were standing behind Miss when the horse was coming."
Since the incident, Chunmei had been wrapped in guilt. If not for her negligence, Miss wouldn't have been framed and her reputation wouldn't have been ruined. Upon hearing Lin Ziyin's command, she immediately positioned herself behind Lin Zige and said, "Miss, I was standing behind you, to your side."
Lin Ziyin located a spot and said, "Ma Zhicai, this is where you would have been standing, and this is how you would have positioned yourself, isn't it?"
"Yes." Ma Zhicai looked, grit his teeth, and replied. He couldn't concoct a story for this; many people had seen.
"In that case, it wasn't unjust to hit you at all." Lin Ziyin landed a kick on his leg, "You being a bad person, how despicable is your heart."