Stop playing tricks on me.

Luo Yuwen was just starting the car when he came to his senses and understood what Jiang Shuiying meant.

"What do you mean, you want to come to my house?"

"Yeah, isn't it?"

Jiang Shuiying looked at him with innocent eyes, as if she was not the one who asked Luo Yuwen to marry her a few hours ago.

Luo Yuwen turned his head, rejected her, and drove the car to the downstairs of the nearest hotel.

"My house is too small, and...it's not suitable for you to come."

There is no reason for a single man and a single woman to be in the same room.

But unexpectedly, Jiang Shuiying stayed in his car and refused to leave, even without unbuckled her seat belt.

"No, if I go to the hotel then you have to go too."

Luo Yuwen: “?”

Jiang Shuiying crossed her arms and looked at him righteously.

"I'm your employer now, Luo Yuwen. You left me alone in the hotel. If something happens, can you still teleport here?"

"You said you wanted to repay me, how can you be a bodyguard like this?"

Luo Yuwen was now completely helpless and drove back home resignedly.

Luo Yuwen's house didn't have an elevator, but fortunately the housekeeper was very attentive and packed several sets of daily clothes and daily necessities in a small box, so Jiang Shuiying didn't find herself in a dilemma. The two of them easily arrived at Luo Yuwen's door.

It was already one o'clock in the morning and the corridor was extremely quiet. Luo Yuwen stood at the door, hesitating and not opening it.

Jiang Shuiying urged in a low voice, "What are you doing, Luo Yuwen? Open the door quickly."

Unexpectedly, Luo Yuwen turned around with a nervous expression.

"My house is a bit messy, please don't mind..."

Jiang Shuiying didn't care, "Why would I mind? Hurry up and open the door. Don't disturb the neighbors so late..."

After the two entered the room, Luo Yuwen turned on the light. The old ceiling lamp on the ceiling of the living room flickered for a while before lighting up. Jiang Shuiying then understood what Luo Yuwen meant by chaos.

Luo Yuwen's home is a small three-bedroom apartment, where he lives alone. There's nothing in the house. The kitchen and dining room are clean, save for a few dusty shelves and an open box of instant noodles on the dining table.

The only messy area was the living room. The whiteboard Luo Yuwen had used to investigate the case was still piled in the corner, densely scribbled with clues. On the coffee table sat an empty bottle of whiskey, the ashtray was piled high with cigarette butts, and his computer had been carelessly tossed on the sofa.

Luo Yuwen was really a little embarrassed. He was busy tracking clues in the past few days, and then he worked with Zhong Yun to catch Yan Ying, so he never had a chance to clean up.

Jiang Shuiying didn't care. She put her hands on her hips and looked around the room. "Only the living room is a little messy, the rest is fine."

"Luo Yuwen, what were you struggling with just now?"

Luo Yuwen didn't answer her. He just put Jiang Shuiying's luggage away and quickly threw the cigarette butts and wine bottles on the coffee table into the trash can, and wiped the table.

Jiang Shuiying noticed his actions, but she didn't say anything. She just smiled and turned to walk towards the room.

"Luo Yuwen, where should I sleep tonight?"

The lights in the corridor were dim, and the three doors were closed. Jiang Shuiying stood in the middle, waiting for Luo Yuwen to respond to her.

Luo Yuwen came over, stood behind her and thought for a while, then opened the door to his room.

"The other two rooms are unkempt and full of dust. My room is clean. You sleep here and I'll sleep next door."

Jiang Shuiying looked up and saw that the tips of Luo Yuwen's ears were a little red.

"OK."

Luo Yuwen changed Jiang Shuiying into a set of clean sheets and quilts, and also made room in the closet for Jiang Shuiying to put her clothes. Jiang Shuiying leaned against the door frame, watching Luo Yuwen busying around with a smile, and her mood improved a lot.

After everything was done, Luo Yuwen didn't look at Jiang Shuiying, but just walked out the door holding the changed bed sheets, saying as he walked:

"Everything is changed, you can rest first."

But in the next second, Jiang Shuiying grabbed Luo Yuwen's sleeve. Turning his head again, Luo Yuwen saw Jiang Shuiying looking at him with the same eyes as before in the car.

"I'm hungry, Luo Yuwen, I want to have a midnight snack."

"I've been in court since this afternoon and haven't eaten anything except a few sips of water..."

Luo Yuwen thought about it and didn't agree directly. "But there's nothing in the refrigerator, only eggs and instant noodles. How about you order takeout?"

Jiang Shuiying refused to give in and poked his arm with her finger.

"No, I have to wait to order takeout. I'll just have instant noodles. You cook for me."

"...All right."

"Then I'll go take a shower first?"

"Well, I'll cook it for you when I'm done cleaning."

Jiang Shuiying smiled, took out her pajamas from the suitcase and went into the bathroom.

The sound of dripping water came from the bathroom. After tidying up the room, Luo Yuwen felt hot, so he took off his leather jacket and only wore a black vest on his upper body. He was cracking eggs into the pot, muttering to himself.

The gurgling sound in the pot, coupled with the sound of the range hood, further masked the sounds in the bathroom.

At this time, Jiang Shuiying had finished washing and walked into the kitchen while wiping her hair. Luo Yuwen was stirring the noodles in the pot, not noticing that Jiang Shuiying had been standing behind him.

"Didn't you say you weren't hungry when you were at Yan's house..."

"I don't know if she can get used to it..."

Jiang Shuiying suddenly stretched forward, grabbed Luo Yuwen's arm and looked into the pot.

"What are you talking about, hungry or not?"

Luo Yuwen was startled by Jiang Shuiying. He moved to the side as if he was stepping on an electric shock pad to keep a distance from her, his eyes fixed on the pot in front of him.

"Nothing, are you done washing?"

Jiang Shuiying leaned closer, sniffed, and her slightly wet curly hair rubbed against Luo Yuwen's arm.

"Hmm, you cook quite well."

Luo Yuwen moved further away, "It's almost done, you can go to the restaurant first."

Jiang Shuiying was not annoyed. She sat quietly on the dining chair, waiting for the midnight snack to arrive.

Luo Yuben originally thought that Jiang Shuiying, a wealthy wife accustomed to delicacies from land and sea, would not be able to adapt to instant noodles. However, he was surprised that Jiang Shuiying ate with great relish and praised his cooking, which was a great emotional value.

After finishing her midnight snack, Jiang Shuiying was not sleepy yet and wanted to digest the food, but her attention was drawn to the whiteboard in the living room.

After Luo Yuwen finished washing the dishes and turned off the kitchen light, he saw Jiang Shuiying standing in front of the whiteboard, looking at the words on it carefully.

The lights in the living room flickered, as if there was some poor contact. Jiang Shuiying was dazzled and moved closer to the whiteboard.

From the above text, it can be seen that Luo Yuwen did his best and has found out the relationship between Jiang Shuiying and the other two women. Luo Yuwen used a red pen to connect the names of the three of them on the whiteboard and drew a question mark next to them.

Jiang Shuiying knew that this symbol meant that Luo Yuwen had no evidence and everything was just speculation.

And it seems meaningless to think about these things now, because they are not the real guilty ones, they are also victims.

"Jiang Shuiying, what are you looking at?"

"Looking for clues, I didn't expect you to be so attentive. You even remembered the divorce I mentioned casually when we first met."

Luo Yuwen stood beside her, arms folded. "Ms. Jiang, I used to be a criminal police officer, and now I'm a detective. I won't let go of details like this."

Jiang Shuiying smiled, "Yes, yes, Mr. Detective is really smart."

"But you're so smart, could you have imagined that we would be living under the same roof now?"

Jiang Shuiying also crossed her arms, in the same posture as Luo Yuwen, and looked up at him.

She was wearing loose pajamas, her hair was loose and slightly wet at the ends, and she smelled of shower gel. Luo Yuwen could even feel the moisture on her body.

At the beginning, Luo Yuwen never thought that his relationship with Jiang Shuiying would change from hostility to alliance, and even live together.

Luo Yuwen was defeated by her gaze, turned away to avoid her eyes, and did not answer her question.

"It's too late, Miss Jiang, it's time to rest."

Jiang Shuiying curled her lips and said nothing. Finally, the two of them prepared to leave the living room, one after the other.

The light in the living room flickered even more violently. Luo Yuwen frowned and planned to replace it with a new one in a few days.

But just as Jiang Shuiying passed by the lamp, there was a loud noise above her head, followed by the sound of glass breaking, which scared her.

"Bang!"

"ah!!!"

Luo Yuwen was startled. He quickly stretched out his big hand to grab Jiang Shuiying's arm and pulled her into his arms. Then he turned sideways and took her away from the broken glass.

The room suddenly became dark, and Jiang Shui shrank in Luo Yuwen's arms, still in shock.

"Jiang Shuiying, are you okay? Were you hurt?!"

Jiang Shuiying raised her head from his arms and replied:

"I'm fine, but what about your lights..."

In the darkness, Luo Yuwen's expression turned guilty. "I haven't turned on this light for a long time. I guess it's broken."

"Are you really okay? You're not hurt!"

Jiang Shuiying shook her head, and Luo Yuwen felt a little relieved. They were both a little frightened, and after reacting, Luo Yuwen realized how ambiguous their current posture was.

Jiang Shuiying was locked tightly in his arms. She was only wearing pajamas, and Luo Yuwen was only wearing a vest. The two of them were tightly pressed together through their clothes.

Luo Yuwen was the first to react and loosened his hand to let her go.

"I'm sorry, Jiang Shuiying, I offended you."

But he didn't expect that Jiang Shuiying took advantage of the moment when he let go of his hand and put her arms around his waist, closing the distance between them again.

Luo Yuwen's eyes had adapted to the darkness. Through the night outside the window, he saw the familiar expression of half-smile on Jiang Shuiying's face.

"It seems that Mr. Detective cares about me very much."

"Jiang Shuiying, you! Let me go!"

Jiang Shuiying's chin rested on his chest, the tip of her chin poking his muscles. In the darkness, her eyes seemed to be bright against the backdrop of the night.

Luo Yuwen lowered his head and looked at her blinking eyes and her moist lips opening and closing, which made him feel a little dizzy.

Jiang Shuiying only said, "Luo Yuwen, are you really not going to consider my previous proposal?"

"...What's the proposal?"

"Promise yourself to me."

Jiang Shuiying stroked the tense muscles on his back, smiling and waiting for his response.

"Your muscles are so well-developed, don't you really want to give it a try?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Yuwen's mind suddenly became clear. He pulled her away with force, putting some distance between them.

"Jiang Shuiying, stop playing tricks on me!"

After saying that, Luo Yuwen walked into the guest room without giving Jiang Shuiying a chance to respond.

Jiang Shuiying stood in the living room, pursed her lips, washed up as if nothing had happened, and returned to Luo Yuwen's room.