Exposed?

After eating breakfast, he sat on the sofa as before.

The giant wall-mounted television played the latest news.

The president of the United States was resigning to take responsibility, but he mainly expounded on the might of the mysterious force that attacked Dragon Mountain Base yesterday and talked at length about the necessity of engaging with this mysterious force.

Anyone could see it as an act of shifting blame, but everyone also knew that he was merely a scapegoat; in fact, the fault did not lie with him. It was just that the public needed an explanation, the grieving and angry emotions of the families of the more than twenty thousand soldiers at Dragon Mountain Base needed an outlet, and the resulting economic losses and decline in international status also required someone to bear the responsibility. The president of the United States was the perfect shield.

Whenever major changes occurred, it was always like this. Not only Americans were used to it, but the international community was also accustomed to this approach.

Therefore, no one exposed him.

"Oh..."

An Yang stretched lazily, looking indolent.

Comrade Xiao Qian sat next to her, yet they were not tightly snuggled together. Her eyes slanted as she glanced askew at his current appearance, finding him somewhat both funny and exasperating. "I told you not to stay up at night, and you only know how to do those messy things! Are you sleepy now?"

"How can you call that messy..."

"Then what do you call it?"

An Yang half-reclined on the sofa, narrowing his eyes as he looked at the television, muttering indistinctly, "That's called propagating offspring..."

Xiao Qian's expression froze imperceptibly, and only then did she roll her eyes and scold, "You're the only one with reasons!"

"That's not it!"

An Yang flipped his