Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

Chapter 197 Guess Who He Is 6

"I'm sorry, but your answer is wrong."

The determined expressions of several people were shattered.

"How is that possible?" Sun Qing's pupils shrank. "I saw with my own eyes that Yang Yingxue was holding the lamp in her hand."

Le Chen stood up and said, "Guan Qi, if you can't afford to play, don't make promises to us. If you go back on your word in the end, you are not a man."

Xie Jin sighed: "You are so angry, do you want to drink a glass of water to cool down?"

Le Chen immediately thought of the cup that flew towards him yesterday and lowered his voice: "But we did see Yang Yingxue taking the lamp."

"Did I tell you that the thieves were the same person?"

Song Xun said this lightly, and the whole place fell into complete silence.

Everyone ignored the question, instinctively thinking that the thief was one of them.

In just a short moment, all previous preparations were overturned. You know, it is easy to catch one person with five chances, but what if... every one of them participated in the theft.

Countless disguises, suspicions, and misleadings.

This means there will be no absolute trust and everyone may be his or her own enemy.

Yang Yingxue's trembling voice broke the silence.

"It was indeed me who took the lamp the night before, but I knew nothing about the cup."

To be honest, Yang Yingxue's move was unnecessary. She was always afraid that the lamp was not safe to throw away and that someone would find out about her. She hesitated and wanted to destroy the lamp, but was bumped into by Sun Qing who suddenly came downstairs.

It was also a stupid thing that was unnecessary because of my confused mind.

Sun Qing has always been impatient. She didn't dare to do anything to Guan Qi, and vented all her anger on the cowardly Yang Yingxue.

"Yang Yingxue, you did this on purpose, why don't you explain it clearly?"

Yang Yingxue stepped back in fear and fell onto the sofa.

Sun Qing walked forward quickly, his anger rising. He put one hand on her shoulder and raised the other hand high.

Yang Yingxue closed her eyes nervously. The expected pain did not appear, but Sun Qing's trembling voice was heard in her ears.

"You...what...do you mean..."

Yang Yingxue opened her eyes and saw a dinner knife hovering in the air with the tip pointed at Sun Qing.

Realizing something, she unexpectedly looked at the white-haired boy on the sofa.

Song Xun half-opened his eyelids, his clear brown pupils exuding a coolness.

"Fighting is not allowed here."

Sun Qing's face turned pale. He let go of Yang Yingxue and stepped back: "I...I...got it."

The hanging dinner knife fell from the air, making a clear sound.

Yang Yingxue stared at Song Xun blankly, not even noticing when Sun Qing left.

She has always had the weakest presence among the few people, and her family background is not as good as others. This is not the first time that Sun Qing has treated her like this, but no one has ever stopped her.

The first time someone came to her rescue, it was Guan Qi, whom all of them regarded as a scourge and someone they tried to avoid.

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After Song Xun and Xie Jin went upstairs, there were only five people left on the first floor.

Dullness and depression followed.

"Can we still get out?"

Feng Gaofei murmured

Sun Qing glared at Yang Yingxue fiercely: "If it weren't for you, we would have left long ago. Seeing you is bad luck."

"If you were the thief today, would you take the initiative to admit it?"

Yang Yingxue lowered her head, still looking timid, so when she made her rebuttal, Sun Qing didn't even react.

"You bitch." Sun Qing was so angry that he stood up and was about to attack. Xiao Binyuan frowned and stopped him: "Enough, have you forgotten what Guan Qi said?"

The floating dinner knife appeared in Sun Qing's mind again. Fear flashed in his eyes and he withdrew his hand angrily.

He cursed in a low voice: "Who are you trying to seduce by looking so pitiful every day?"

"Let's not start a quarrel now." Feng Gaofei wondered, "It's just a broken cup. Who the hell would steal this?"

Xiao Binyuan suddenly said, "Feng Gaofei, it's you."

Feng Gaofei's expression froze: "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

"This is the third time you've mentioned the stolen cup today. I know you're trying to get rid of suspicion, but you're being too deliberate."

Feng Gaofei's deliberate disguise faded away. He was slightly nearsighted and was used to lowering his eyes when looking at people, and his whole body exuded a bit of gloom.

Xiao Binyuan said in a deep voice: "Today's choice opportunity has been used up, and you don't have to be nervous. I hope you can tell me in detail what happened last night."

"If we want to get out as soon as possible, we need to cooperate with each other."

Feng Gaofei was silent for a moment: "When I woke up, I found myself in the restaurant with a cup in my hand."

Yang Yingxue followed up with, "It was the same for me that night. It was like... sleepwalking. I didn't mean to steal anything at all."

Xiao Binyuan fell into deep thought.

It is already very clear that Feng Gaofei and his men have no motives and are completely controlled by an unknown force.

Anyone could be randomly chosen to be a thief.

They thought it was too simple before.

"Xie Jin hasn't come downstairs for a long time."

Suddenly someone spoke.

Everyone looked strange when they heard this.

Sun Qing kicked the coffee table: "Traitor."

Feng Gaofei stared at the upstairs: "I rarely see him interested in anything, it seems that he likes Guan Qi very much."

"Like?" Xiao Binyuan keenly noticed that the "like" he mentioned was not simple.

Feng Gaofei knew that Xiao Binyuan was not interested in this aspect and did not know much about it, so he simply explained directly: "The kind of liking that will produce physical desire."

Xiao Binyuan was shocked for a moment and couldn't utter a word.

In the past, whenever Xiao Binyuan saw a man confessing his love to him, he would feel unlucky and disgusted, but...

Guan Qi's figure flashed through my mind unexpectedly. He was handsome, powerful and mysterious enough that people couldn't help but keep their eyes on him, even though they knew it was dangerous.

Guan Qi is willing to keep Xie Jin by his side, is it because he also likes men...

All the previous feelings of nausea and resistance disappeared. Thinking that Xie Jin had been staying on the third floor, he felt an inexplicable irritation in his heart.

Xiao Binyuan was in a daze for a long time, and no one knew what he was thinking at this moment.

Le Chen, who was trapped in a cold war, could no longer hold back. He sat back next to Xiao Binyuan and lowered his head.

"I lost control of my temper this morning. I'm sorry."

Xiao Binyuan didn't notice Le Chen approaching, and only came back to his senses when he heard the voice: "It's okay, I would have forgotten it if you didn't say it."

He felt a little absent-minded.

Noticing this, Le Chen's heart sank, and he felt that Xiao Bin was getting further and further away from him.

third floor.

"Why are you sitting here if you don't want to go back to sleep?"

Song Xun, who had already changed into pajamas, sat on the bed and asked Xie Jin who was guarding the door.

The room had been cleaned, and except for the lack of windows, it finally had a more homely feel. The empty chair on the other side was filled with daily necessities brought by Xie Jin.

Xie Jin was unwilling to sit properly, looking at Erjiu with his legs crossed and leaning back: "You asked me to come here at five in the morning, but I have to see if I can get up. If I oversleep, you will be angry again. I might as well just stay here, it will save me a lot of trouble."

Song Xun: "I can go and call you."

"I'm so sorry." Xie Jin was so thick-skinned that he could paint three layers of paint. "How can a guest like me trouble the host? I know the rules. No need to say anything. Go to sleep."

"pat-"

The lights were turned off and the room fell into darkness.

Song Xun blinked in the darkness, still shocked by Xie Jin's shamelessness.

Song Xun thought that he was not as good at talking as Xie Jin, and if he really started to argue, there was a greater chance that he would lose, so he just pulled the quilt and lay down.

Probably because of the lack of sleep in the first half month, he now likes the feeling of falling asleep. The feeling of falling into a deep sleep and completely relaxing is particularly comfortable.

As for why he could sleep soundly under the nose of Xie Jin, a villain who could kill people, Song Xun, who was already drowsy, had not thought about this question yet.

Ever since Xie Jin came over, Song Xun's sleep quality has been incredibly good.

If no one wakes me up, I can sleep soundly until noon.

Early in the morning, intermittent voices were heard outside the door. Song Xun shrank into the quilt, his white hair standing up.

"You guys didn't receive any training when you came in, or do you have bad hearing?"

"I told you to refuse, refuse."

"This is what your master meant. Why are you dawdling?"

Song Xun unhappily lifted the quilt and asked outside, "What's the matter?"

The servant's voice came in stiffly without any fluctuations.

"Xiao Binyuan wants to see you."

Song Xun's eyes suddenly opened.

Xiao Bin is far away? Still want to see him?

It's unprecedented.

"Tell him to wait outside."

Song Xun took his clothes and went into the bathroom. After tidying up, he looked in the mirror, combed his hair, and nodded with satisfaction.

The level of quality suddenly improved.

He completely forgot that there was someone else in the room until he came out of the bathroom and saw Xie Jin standing guard at the door with a gloomy face.

His brisk steps became slow, and Xie Jin, who exuded a low aura, looked like someone who was not easy to mess with.

Song Xun negotiated, "Please make way for me."

He was polite enough and even used the word "trouble".

Xie Jin sneered, full of gunpowder: "Are you in such a hurry to go out? Are you going to meet your lover?"

Song Xun was scared for a moment, but soon remembered that he was the owner of the villa, and instantly became tough.

"Get out of the way!"

Xie Jin didn't even move a step: "No."

Song Xun thought about Xiao Binyuan outside, and his tone became impatient: "Xie Jin, don't forget that you are living under someone else's roof now."

"Heh." Xie Jin looked disdainful, with a fire burning in his eyes. "Are you trying to say that it's as easy to kill me as it is to kill an ant?"

Song Xun was certainly not stupid enough to think that this was an admission of guilt; all Xie Jin showed was aggression.

He was unwilling to give in, so he blurted out, "So what?"

The air was filled with gunpowder, and the two men faced each other anxiously, neither of them giving in.

Xie Jin leaned against the door. Although he was still a young boy, he already had the physique of an adult man.

He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, a typical inverted triangle figure. Even when he was wearing loose sportswear designed for comfort, he still looked more imposing than the more formally dressed Song Xunlai.

Song Xun was not that arrogant, and for some reason he felt uneasy, so he secretly glanced at Xie Jin.

The boy who was half a head taller than him clenched his hands, as if he was forcibly suppressing something.

The pair of eyes that were always flamboyant and arrogant were now slightly drooping, and Song Xun actually thought that he was sad.

The thought disappeared quickly.

It is difficult to describe Xie Jin as "sad and upset" which means weakness. He has never been convinced by anyone. He will never bow his head when looking at others.

Song Xun thought that this was not a solution, so he might as well give in a little bit.

next moment.

"I can't control you, go wherever you want."

The boy pushed open the door, turned around and rushed downstairs.

The old wooden steps creaked as people walked on them. Song Xun was afraid that the steps would creak and he would be thrown down along with the boards.

Xiao Binyuan, who was standing at the stairs, was bumped by him and staggered two steps. He looked at Xie Jin who was following the firecrackers in surprise.

Although Xie Jin was difficult to get along with, he was also not easily angered. In other words, no one could catch his eye or really make him angry.

This was the first time Xiao Binyuan saw him so emotional.

He was less frivolous and unpredictable, and truly acted like an impulsive teenager in his early twenties.

"What happened to Atsu?"

Song Xun looked at the empty staircase until Xiao Binyuan repeated it for the second time before he came to his senses.

"what did you just say?"

He also looked towards the outer corridor. Xie Jin should have gone to the restaurant. From this angle he could only see the empty living room.

Xiao Binyuan noticed that his mind was not on him, and the smile on his lips seemed a little forced.

"It's okay, I just wanted to ask you if you want to come down for breakfast."

"Go." Song Xun said immediately. He could feel that the invisible protective shield surrounding him was gradually disappearing as its owner left, and the familiar pain came over him like a burning sensation.

I didn't care about anything at the moment and immediately ran straight to the stairs and went downstairs.

Xiao Binyuan was left alone on the third floor, and in the blink of an eye, there was no one in front of him.

Xiao Binyuan opened his mouth slightly and was stunned for a long while.

The waiter with a paralyzed face began to drive people away: "You can't stay on the third floor for long, please leave as soon as possible."

downstairs.

Song Xun rushed to the restaurant as if to save his life. When he met several pairs of eyes looking at him from inside, he braked suddenly, slowed down his pace, and then calmly sat down in the main seat.

Xie Jin, who was sitting at the end, was away from the crowd and did not have any extra reaction to Song Xun's arrival.

Song Xun coughed lightly and patted the seat closest to the front: "Xie Jin, come and sit here."

The lighting on the first floor could not be effectively provided by the curtains alone, and Xie Jin was sitting too far away, so it was still a little uncomfortable.

Xie Jin lowered his head to eat, without stopping for a moment to use the black chopsticks in his hand.

Don't be too cool.

Song Xun felt a little embarrassed. Just then Xiao Binyuan just came down from upstairs. He saw the seat in front was empty and stayed there.

"No one is sitting here."

He asked Song Xun.

Song Xun was furious and said immediately, "No one is here, please sit down."

Xiao Binyuan sat down with a smile and said politely: "Breakfast has just been served. It's still a little hot. You can let it cool down a bit first."

The discomfort in Song Xun's body was not strong, but it was not negligible, as if ants were prickling his body.

He became even more angry.

Therefore, he didn't pay much attention to what Xiao Bin said from afar. He just responded casually and swallowed a spoonful of rice porridge.

This is really uncomfortable.

Song Xun had a wooden face, and swallowed it down despite Xiao Binyuan's concerned look.

"fine."

Damn Xie Jin, it’s all his fault for sitting so far away.