episode 66
The woman was stunningly beautiful in the night, with long, seaweed-like hair, an aquamarine necklace, a pearl-colored strapless dress, and a black patterned shawl.
Even with such dazzling makeup, her facial features couldn't be concealed.
The subtle beauty is breathtaking; a small mole on the bridge of her nose exudes charm under the cold night. In the words of an artist, just looking at such a face can inspire endless inspiration.
Cheng Qianyu.
The lady of the house.
An undisputed top female star.
Although He Xun prefers men, he has to admit that Cheng Qianyu is indeed the most beautiful woman he has ever seen.
Regardless of sexual orientation, it is a kind of beauty that any normal person would acknowledge.
"Excuse me, this is my cousin."
Perhaps realizing that her first words were ambiguous, Cheng Qianyu withdrew her hand and added a sentence in a cold but polite manner.
He Xun raised an eyebrow in surprise. Cheng Qianyu's appearance was indeed somewhat sudden and strange, but the situation was urgent and it was clearly not the time to investigate these things.
Saving lives is the priority.
He nodded: "I see that this woman is pregnant and has fallen to the ground and is bleeding heavily. It's really dangerous. She shouldn't be moved right now. We need to call an ambulance immediately."
After saying that, he succinctly told his friend Song Liuguang, "Call 120 quickly."
Unexpectedly, Song Liuguang gave him an awkward smile, shrugged, and then spread his hands, which were empty.
He Xun paused, glancing to the side with his almond-shaped eyes, only to discover that Song Liuguang's phone had been taken away by Cheng Qianyu's bodyguard.
The four bodyguards were tall and burly, all dressed in suits and wearing large black sunglasses. They stood with their hands behind their backs, looking as solemn as if they were about to carry out some kind of assassination mission.
Song Liuguang didn't dare to snatch it back. There were still many photos of celebrities in the album that he had just taken at the banquet. If he panicked, he would inevitably appear guilty, and if he was guilty, he would not be able to get the phone back. So he could only put on a helpless and calm look for Cheng Qianyu.
He Xun understood, but he was thoroughly disgusted by this act of forcibly confiscating personal belongings.
On what grounds?
What qualifications do they have?
What rights do they have?
"Then I'll call." He frowned, suppressing his displeasure, and was about to take out his phone when Cheng Qianyu slapped his wrist away.
"No need to trouble you, handsome, I'll arrange for bodyguards."
As soon as Cheng Qianyu finished speaking, two bodyguards silently darted to his side, their sculpted, cold faces turned toward him, their expressions carrying a hidden warning.
The remaining two bodyguards carried the stretcher to the woman who was bleeding heavily.
Cheng Qianyu smiled slightly, but her attitude left no room for argument: "You are guests, how can you expect guests to do the work?"
He Xun didn't speak, but pushed aside the bodyguard's hand and calmly asked the pregnant woman on the ground, "Madam, do you agree to Miss Cheng's arrangements?"
Upon hearing this, the woman slowly opened her eyes and looked with difficulty at Cheng Qianyu behind her. Her pupils were stained with blood at some point, and her black eyes surged like the deep sea. She nodded in obvious pain, then closed her eyes again, her dark eyelashes trembling, a sight that made one's heart tremble.
He Xun was silent for two seconds before standing up: "Okay."
Soon, the bodyguards placed the woman on a stretcher and carried her away, leaving only a conspicuous pool of blood.
Fog rolled in, and the two bodyguards, like two puppets carrying a coffin, floated lightly into the pale night.
"Sigh, she's my own cousin, how could I possibly harm her?"
Cheng Qianyu pulled her shawl tighter, completely covering the sapphire necklace on her chest.
She then smiled and looked He Xun up and down: "But handsome, what do you do? I don't think I've seen you before. You have a very nice voice. Are you a reporter? A host? Or what? But I don't remember inviting any media friends tonight."
As expected of a top female star, she's very perceptive.
He Xun looked away and smiled shyly: "Sister, you flatter me. I'm just a web drama actor who hasn't been in the industry for long. My major is broadcasting and hosting."
“No wonder,” Cheng Qianyu said knowingly.
“Then you must not usually be a fan of celebrities.” Song Liuguang’s mind worked quickly, and he teased He Xun’s shoulder from upstairs, “You’re so calm when you see our Sister Cheng.”
As expected of an experienced paparazzi, Song Liuguang's words not only eased the tense atmosphere between He Xun and Cheng Qianyu caused by the pregnant woman, but also provided He Xun with a plausible excuse.
They are truly amazing teammates.
He Xun clicked his tongue lightly, grabbed Song Liuguang's restless hand, and looked at Cheng Qianyu with a wronged expression: "Sister, can you allow me to make an excuse?"
“Then you say it.” Cheng Qianyu readily agreed, a smile playing on her crimson lips, but her peach-blossom eyes held a playful “Let’s see how you try to argue.”
“Actually—” He Xun sighed in a deliberately profound tone, “Actually, I have a poker face; the more excited I get, the more my face collapses.”
Facial paralysis?
Cheng Qianyu chuckled, then said with a playful tone, "Can someone with a poker face become an actor? No wonder netizens are joking, our entertainment industry really is all about looks."
But jokes aside, Cheng Qianyu didn't believe a word He Xun said.
She's not stupid. It's strange that she has no recollection of such a handsome face in the entertainment industry.
They're definitely paparazzi who snuck in.
She was certain.
He Xun knew, of course, that Cheng Qianyu wouldn't believe it, and Cheng Qianyu knew that He Xun wouldn't believe it but she would. Song Liuguang, even more so, didn't believe that Cheng Qianyu believed He Xun, but He Xun believed it.
All three were masters of pretending to be ignorant when they knew the truth.
He Xun feigned curiosity: "Sister, what exactly happened to your cousin? She almost scared us to death just now."
His almond-shaped eyes curved slightly as he spoke, making him appear very obedient and deceptive.
Cheng Qianyu's smile faded slightly, and she lowered her eyes wearily, saying, "Depression."
"depression?"
"Um."
Cheng Qianyu slowly said, "She has severe depression. Her husband cheated on her and even brought his mistress home. After being traumatized, she developed some mental problems. I only found out about this when I went back to my hometown last month. She was already five months pregnant at that time. We've been playing together since we were little. Seeing that she was in a bad mental state, I was really worried, so I forced her to come here. As you can see, her condition hasn't improved much. Instead, she often threatens to commit suicide. I'm busy with work, so I can only have a bodyguard watch over her."
"Oh, right, I almost forgot to mention, the other woman was a man."
Cheng Qianyu said sarcastically, "Caught red-handed by her own eyes with her husband sleeping with another man, do you think she wouldn't be shocked?"
This revelation was so overwhelming that the usually straightforward Song Liuguang was speechless for a moment, and He Xun, who had kissed a man before, could only manage a few seconds of silence before finally managing to utter, "It will be alright."
"Thank you for your kind words. Alright, I'm not talking to you anymore. The more I talk, the more upset I get. I'm going in now. You guys can play a little longer."
Cheng Qianyu waved to them, lifted her skirt, and gracefully entered the house. The two bodyguards, who had been silent the whole time, followed her with expressionless faces, just like pets in an online game.
—He Xun and Song Liuguang were able to leave the villa.
The two of them came by bus, but the desolate villa area was quite a distance from the bus stop, so they had to walk a bit.
In the dead of winter, not a single patch of green can be seen; only a row of bare tree trunks, thin and drooping, stand beside the asphalt road.
The fog grew thicker.
As they walked, He Xun asked, "Don't you think she's weird?"
"Who?" Song Liuguang asked, clutching his precious phone and exhaling a large puff of cold air.
He Xun: "Cheng Qianyu."
Song Liuguang pondered for a moment, then nodded emphatically: "Yes!"
"Tell me about it."
"Dressed so formally for a party! Look at that gown, it's practically a broom! How weird!"
He Xun: "......" That's not what I meant!
*
Even after returning home, He Xun was still pondering the strange pregnant woman who had appeared on the lawn that night, bleeding.
He still found it strange. Who would choose to hold a party in the villa where their mentally unstable cousin was staying? But when Cheng Qianyu said those things later, it didn't seem fake at all. Her sadness was real, and her visible fatigue was also real.
Most importantly, the pregnant woman had no objections to Cheng Qianyu's arrangements at the time.
Could it be that I'm just being paranoid?
He Xun pondered intently.
However, while brainstorming in a state of flow is beneficial, it also has serious consequences: he forgot to turn on the light.
So when he walked into the dark hall with the empty glass, he naturally bumped into someone.
Upon catching a glimpse of the other person's face in the dim light, He Xun's meticulously working mind snapped like a string stretched to its limit.
The clever little male servant has been turned into a puppet male servant.
Mo Shilin noticed the blank look on his face and immediately scanned him up and down to check his body: "Are you alright?"
The other person's slightly magnetic voice pierced his eardrums, and He Xun suddenly came back to his senses. He shook his head, calmly walked to the other side of the living room, and turned on the light.
He wasn't afraid of the dark, but he always felt that the ambiguous nature of the night could make people lose control. That night had already been enough; he didn't want to go through that again.
The switch was pressed, and the entire living room was instantly illuminated as if it were daytime.
Mo Shilin narrowed his eyes and refocused his gaze on He Xun's misty face: "Where did you go? Why are you so late?"
"I had dinner with some friends." He Xun said, half-jokingly, then glanced at his neatly tailored suit. "You just got back too?"
Mo Shilin paused, glancing at his wristwatch: "Yes, we had an emergency meeting."
He Xun nodded, but didn't know what else to say. He turned to leave, but Mo Shilin called him back: "He Xun, I'm flying to Thailand for a business trip tomorrow."
He Xun's eyelids twitched, and he turned around: "How many days?"
About a week.
"Should we bring some people with us?"
"You should." Mo Shilin stared at him. "Do you want to go?"
"......"
He Xun fell silent.
To be honest, he didn't really want to take advantage of Mo Shilin, who had lost his memory.
But obviously, anyone with a modicum of intelligence would know that this is not the time to act on emotion. Even if he didn't go, another servant would have gone.
Opportunity knocks but once, or it will never come again.
With a vague feeling that he couldn't quite explain whether it was to investigate the amulet or to stay by Mo Shilin's side, He Xun agreed.
"Okay, what time do we leave tomorrow? I'll pack my luggage in advance."
Mo Shilin murmured, "No rush, it's an afternoon flight."
"Okay, then, I'll go pack my luggage first—"
"He Xun, can I talk to you?" Mo Shilin interrupted him.
He Xun was speechless, but instantly understood that the other person wanted to talk to him about the inexplicable kiss that night.
"good."
It's better to talk things out; it saves both of us from feeling awkward.
Going to the third floor would be too deliberate, so He Xun could only take Mo Shilin to his small room, which was more than enough for one person but cramped for two.
But once he closed the door, thinking about what they had done and said on this bed last time, He Xun felt a bit physically uncomfortable.
The thin curtains were drawn tightly, and a biting cold wind sneaked in through the small cracks in the window.
He Xun sat cautiously on the edge of the bed, his hands crumpling the milky white sheets, his eyes fixed on the door lock, looking very thin.
Mo Shilin went over and locked the window tightly to make sure no more cold air was coming in before returning.
He stared into He Xun's unfocused eyes and slowly called his name in the darkness: "He Xun...it was my fault that day. I shouldn't have kissed you without your permission."
"Stop talking about it, it's all in the past." He Xun coughed twice. "The atmosphere that day... was indeed very strange."
"It didn't go."
"Um?"
"I have desire for you." Tonight, Mo Shilin was frighteningly honest. "Do you understand what I mean?"
“...I understand.” He Xun sighed. “You want to sleep with me.”
"...Actually, it's not that superficial."
"So what do you mean?"
"I just want to know." Mo Shilin suddenly turned him around and placed his hands on his shoulders. "Do you have any feelings for me? If not, I'll go find someone else. I don't want to cause you any trouble because of my one-sided desire for you."
In layman's terms, I don't know if I'll be able to control myself and touch you inappropriately again next time, so to avoid upsetting you, I'll have to find someone else.
Yes.
Yes.
Mo Shilin's attitude and idea were correct, but He Xun still unconsciously frowned.
"Do you want me to find someone else?" Mo Shilin didn't miss the changes in his expression, his hands gradually sliding from his shoulders to his waist, and he whispered, "Do you want me to kiss someone else? Do you want me to sleep with someone else?"
In no mood.
Another voice inside me cried out first.
"I..."
He Xun's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and his hands instinctively grabbed the other person's arms. His lips moved involuntarily towards the other person's, and in the chaos, his teeth bumped into the other person's chin. He reached out to check in a flustered and apologetic manner, but when he touched the other person's face, he was met with a slightly amused look in the man's eyes.
"......"
At this moment, He Xun suddenly realized that Mo Shilin seemed to have dug a pit for him!
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