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"Aren't you going to ask me anything? You're just going to condemn me based on what outsiders say?" Qingyun looked up and met Xiao's father's gaze without flinching. It was because of Xiao's father's attitude that Xiao Chengnuo was being pushed step by step into the abyss by Xiao Chengzhe.
"The facts are right in front of me, I can see for myself, do you still want to make excuses?" Mr. Xiao's fingers trembled with anger.
"Solve your grievances? Why should I admit to something I didn't do?" Qingyun sneered angrily. No wonder Xiao Chengnuo preferred to believe his two-faced brother, given how much of a father he was.
When Xiao Chengzhe had a spare moment, he ran over to comfort her: "Xiao Nuo, say less."
Upon hearing this, Qingyun gave him a deep look. Xiao Chengzhe had often offered similar words of comfort when Xiao Chengnuo was falsely accused before. The obedient Xiao Chengnuo then stopped arguing and tacitly accepted the blame being placed on him.
But Qingyun could not tolerate it.
“Listen carefully, I didn’t touch that woman at all. If she wants to prove I raped her, I’m ready to fight her anytime.” Saying this, Qingyun turned to look at Xiao Chengzhe, “It’s a good opportunity to find out who drugged me.”
Xiao Chengzhe and Secretary Miao in the restroom were both stunned. Why was the Second Young Master Xiao, who was usually not very clear-headed, so alert at this moment?
After saying that, Qingyun walked out. He paused as he walked, turned around and said casually, "By the way, let me remind you, I like men, I have no interest in women." So be more careful next time you try to frame someone.
He said this as if he were talking to Secretary Miao, but Xiao Chengzhe's heart jumped.
Do you like men?
Xiao's father completely ignored the implication of those words; his mind was filled with volatile thoughts. He pointed at Xiao Chengnuo, his lips trembling for a long while, and said, "You, you... get out of here!"
Then Qingyun Zhen rolled away. He seemed to leave decisively, but in reality, he carefully attached a wisp of his divine consciousness to the protagonist, Xiao Chengzhe.
There are no special powers in this world, so Qingyun faces many restrictions and must be cautious.
Qingyun reached for the hotel lobby restroom and carefully washed his hands. Even after experiencing the previous world, Qingyun's germaphobia hadn't improved in the slightest. He still couldn't accept physical contact with others, except for Nie Chenyuan.
He splashed some cold water on his face, shook his head, and tried to banish Nie Chenyuan's image from his mind. The effects of the drug hadn't worn off yet, and the throbbing in his body always made him easily think of that man.
But that's all in the past.
Nie Chenyuan's soul is constantly reincarnating in the previous world, and he must continue to walk through world after world until he becomes powerful enough to completely destroy the Heavenly Dao.
After wiping her hands clean, Qingyun turned and walked outside, but accidentally bumped into someone.
"Get out..."
Zou Minchen looked at the young man who had almost completely crashed into his arms with a gloomy expression. His words of reprimand were interrupted by a turmoil in his heart before he could finish them.
Qingyun was also somewhat stunned. He felt surrounded by an unusually familiar aura, which even gave him a sense of temporal and spatial disorientation.
There was only one person who felt familiar to Qingyun.
Was it him? Qingyun reached out and grabbed the collar of the person in front of her, sniffed, and then sneezed slightly.
He unconsciously raised his chin, revealing the haughty and aloof expression he wore when with his lover: "I don't like this perfume, change it."
Zou Minchen's expression changed several times; he had never been one for a bad temper. But when this young man bumped into him, grabbing his collar and sneezing, he couldn't feel any displeasure. Instead, a sense of pleasure surged in his heart like a volcanic eruption, and he only found the young man's willful and domineering words adorable.
This is the joy of something lost and then regained.
Sighing inwardly at whether he was bewitched, a crack appeared in Zou Minchen's otherwise gloomy face, from which flowed a gentle tenderness.
"Hmm? What's wrong?" He lifted the chin of the young man in his arms and asked softly. The young man's cheeks were flushed with an unusual redness, and his breathing was unusually hot.
Zou Minchen, being well-informed, immediately understood the young man's situation. He frowned, and his already stern face took on a somewhat frightening look.
"Someone drugged you? Who was it?" He said this as if he wanted to tear that person to pieces, and in reality, Zou Minchen was actually capable of doing such a thing.
He applied a little pressure with his fingers that were pinching Qingyun's chin, but then, afraid of hurting the young man, he immediately loosened his grip.
Qingyun snapped back to reality with a sudden, sharp pain in his chin, and his gaze slowly focused. Zou Minchen's stern and unyielding eyes, etched with the marks of his long-held high position, came into view. Qingyun immediately frowned and broke free from the man's grasp.
"Sorry, I mistook you for someone else." Her tone turned cold in an instant.
Seeing this, Zou Minchen's brows furrowed even deeper. He reached out to put his arm around the young man's waist, but Qingyun easily dodged it.
No one dared to refuse him like that.
But Zou Minchen couldn't bring himself to be angry, or rather, he couldn't bear to be angry. His boundless tolerance for this young man was as if it were engraved on his soul, and he would unleash it without reservation whenever he saw him.
Are you alright?
"It's nothing, I'm sorry." Qingyun nodded to him and walked out. This man looked like someone not to be trifled with. She hadn't even cleaned up the mess left by the Xiao family, and it would be really bad to provoke other forces.
But Qingyun wasn't too worried; it was just a difficult start. If they really provoked her, then so be it. Slapping one face or two faces was the same thing, and Qingyun had never been afraid.
Zou Minchen was about to say something when his vibrating phone interrupted him. Upon seeing the message on his phone, his expression returned to its initial coldness, even worse than before.
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