Qin Yu was panicked.

This matter was done so secretly that no evidence was left. How could Qin Ye know about it? If Qin Ye told this matter, she would be ruined and reviled by everyone.

"Sister, you really misunderstood me."

"This was checked by Tang Mu. Do you doubt his ability?"

"..." Qin Yu was speechless, and the words of sophistry were stuck on his lips, unable to say anything else. But he couldn't feed her to the lion alive.

Her eyes turned red, and she cried and admitted her mistake:

"Sister, actually it was Cheng Yi who did this! It was his idea. Cheng Yi said that he liked me and loved me deeply, but because of your existence, he couldn't tear his face apart. He wanted to use this method to break up the engagement with you and be with me."

"He said a lot of sweet things to me, which confused my heart. I was deceived by him, which is why I made such a mistake. It was all his fault!"

Tears fell down her face in big drops, and her sobbing voice told of her innocence and grievances, and she put all the blame on Cheng Yi.

Anyway, Cheng Yi is not here, so it's up to Qin Yu to decide what to say.

She pushed away all responsibilities and claimed that she was an innocent victim, but in Qin Ye's eyes, she had lost her credibility and she was very disappointed in her.

Since you have the intention to do bad things, no matter whether you do a lot or a little, you have done it, and there is no such thing as injustice.

Qin Ye retracted his gaze, "You and Tang Mu are quite a match, you both dare to kill people."

"Sis, I really didn't do it! You have to believe me, sis! It's all Cheng Yi's fault! Sis!" Qin Yu cried heartbreakingly.

Qin Ye no longer wanted to talk to her. He glanced at the early morning. The night in the manor was darker and quieter.

He said calmly, "You should go back to City A tomorrow morning."

After saying that, he turned around and went back to the villa. The bodyguard let go of Qin Yu. She fell to the ground limply, shaking. She had walked through the gates of hell, her soul was gone, and her face was as pale as a dead person...

Second floor.

The door of the room was ajar, with only a bedside lamp on. The light was dim, with a slightly hazy and ambiguous feeling. There was a faint cool breath lingering at the tip of the nose, making people feel nervous for no reason.

Qin Ye stood at the door, raised his hand to knock, but after hesitating for a while, he put it down, and when he raised it again, he hesitated again.

After going back and forth a few times, I still hadn't entered when I heard a man's voice from inside:

"Stay outside?"

“…”

She pushed open the door and saw the man leaning against the head of the bed, one leg bent, a book spread out on his lap, reading lazily. The collar of his black pajamas was open, revealing his wheat-colored chest with clear texture and full of wildness.

Qin Ye pursed his lips and stood at the door with his feet as heavy as lead. For a moment, he didn't know how to start his mouth, let alone what to say.

He opened his mouth for two full minutes before he said softly:

"I'm going to take a shower."

She ran into the bathroom quickly, escaping from his sight, as if she would be stared at by him if she walked a step slower.

The sound of rushing water could be heard.

It took a full hour for the sound of water to stop. Tang Mu closed his eyes as if he had fallen asleep, but the moment the sound of water stopped, he opened his sharp eyes like a hunter and shot straight towards the direction of the bathroom.

The door was opened a crack.

The woman was wrapped in a thick bathrobe and pajamas, tightly wrapped from head to toe, and walked out carefully.

He narrowed his eyes: "Come here."

She pursed her lips, moved hesitantly, and approached slowly.