Chapter 118: Resisting Strictness
W-What?!
Xia Linxing looked at Xie Tinglan in shock, his face full of undisguised fear.
Xie, how did Xie Tinglan know this? ! ! !
He obviously did it very secretly!
"Oh……"
Xie Tinglan saw what Xia Linxing was thinking at a glance and sneered contemptuously.
Some little idiots, don’t they think they are hiding well?
He crossed his legs and slowly and methodically explained everything to Xia Linxing: "You deliberately chose to ruin Shen Sibai's costume before the performance, not because you wanted Shen Sibai to make a fool of himself on the stage without a costume."
"It's because only at this point in time, time is tight enough - the costume designer doesn't have any suitable clothes to replace Shen Sibai, and there's no time to repair Shen Sibai's clothes."
“Only in this situation, once there is a suitable piece of clothing that can be worn, whether Shen Sibai is willing or not, unless he intends to give up the Three Dukes, he will have to wear it…right?”
Xia Linxing sat there in shock, staring blankly at Xie Tinglan with his big eyes.
Finished, absolutely right!
How did Xie Tinglan know so much?!
Unexpectedly, this wasn't the end of it. Xie Tinglan continued to speak calmly, "And you, after Shen Sibai discovered that his clothes were damaged and completely unwearable, you immediately instigated Shen Sibai to come to me to borrow clothes, right?"
He leaned forward slightly, staring at Xia Linxing with a very oppressive feeling, and said in a firm tone: "You want Chen Sibai to contact me..."
Letting Chen Sibai come to borrow clothes was an opportunity "created" by Xia Linxing for the two of them to be alone.
However, judging from the fact that he did not see Shen Sibai coming to see him that day, it was obvious that Shen Sibai rejected Xia Linxing's proposal.
I have to say, judging from this result, Xie Tinglan is a little more pleasing to Shen Sibai.
"So," Xie Tinglan moved closer to Xia Linxing, "that's why you came to borrow clothes from me on behalf of Shen Sibai..."
"It's not just to help Shen Sibai solve the problem of clothes and make up for the mess I made..."
"What you (ultimately) want to see is actually - to have Shen Sibai wear my private clothes on stage..."
Especially after Xia Linxing discovered that his clothes had also been tampered with, he still insisted on giving the clothes to Shen Sibai (although the main reason was that Xia Linxing couldn't wear the clothes in the end, but before discovering that Xia Linxing couldn't wear it, Xia Linxing had already been frantically refusing).
At that time, Xie Tinglan felt that Xia Linxing's attitude of politely declining and even avoiding him was a bit strange, but at that time the Third Duke was about to be appointed, and he had a lot of things to do, so he didn't think too much about it.
Now that I think about it, Xia Linxing's attitude at that time was like... he had to make Shen Sibai wear his clothes.
"Tell me about it..."
Xie Tinglan had already approached Xia Linxing. His voice was low and without any ups and downs, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting thin ice, hitting Xia Linxing's shaky forced composure again and again.
“Why… do you insist that Shen Sibai wear my clothes and go on stage?”
Xia Linxing has completely lost the ability to speak.
As Xie Tinglan approached him little by little, he started to act cowardly, shrinking his neck and not saying a word. But it was obvious that the man in front of him would not let him go so easily.
Xie Tinglan took a step forward, standing completely in front of Xia Linxing. His leather shoes made no sound on the thick carpet, but the sense of oppression suddenly intensified. His tall figure blocked the light from the overhead lamp, casting a thick shadow in front of Xia Linxing, enveloping him completely.
Xia Linxing subconsciously grabbed a pillow from the side and used it to block out the pain in front of him. He didn't know whether he wanted to use the pillow to give himself courage or to block out the sight that was staring at him and making him feel uneasy.
"Why aren't our stars talking anymore?"
Xie Tinglan urged, taking another step forward. The edge of the soft sofa cushion sank slightly as he approached, and the faint fragrance of his body completely enveloped Xia Linxing.
Xia Linxing lowered his head and pretended to be dead.
He no longer dared to look at Xie Tinglan, and his eyes could only stare at the tassels hanging from the edge of the pillow, as if they were something very interesting.
"still……"
Xie Tinglan took another step forward - this time, he bent one leg and knocked his knee against the edge of the sofa where Xia Linxing was sitting, completely closing the pitiful distance between the two of them and trapping Xia Linxing between him and the sofa with his body.
"You want to stir up a scandal between me and Shen Sibai?"
Xia Linxing, Xia Linxing...she felt like she had nowhere to escape.
Not only was his purpose completely seen through by Xie Tinglan, but now, he was also trapped on the sofa by Xie Tinglan - there was a soft backrest behind him, Xie Tinglan's body leaning down in front of him, and the armrests of the sofa on both sides. Even if Xia Linxing wanted to escape, he couldn't find a breakthrough.
His mind went blank. All the preparations he had made in his head were completely useless. He could only stammer and futilely defend himself: "Because... because..."
"Because I'm your...CP fan..."
He thought for a long time, and finally came up with this excuse. However, he also knew that he was not confident enough, so his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally it became almost a mosquito whisper.
"…'CP fans'?"
Xie Tinglan repeated the word, with a slight rise in the ending tone, as if he had heard a funny joke.
"You said you're a fan of Shen Sibai and me?"
The next second, as if to "punish" Xia Linxing for his dishonesty, he took a heavy step forward with his knees.
The sofa made a dull sound and suddenly sank towards where Xie Tinglan's legs were. Before Xia Linxing could react, he suddenly fell towards Xie Tinglan because of his unstable center of gravity.
Before Xia Linxing could steady herself, Xie Tinglan had already leaned over and pressed down on her. One of his arms rested on the back of the sofa next to Xia Linxing's head, and with the other hand he unceremoniously grasped Xia Linxing's chin, lifting her face up.
The shadow completely enveloped them, the tips of their noses almost touching, and their warm breath intertwined in this small space.
"I need you to recall..."
Xie Tinglan spoke slowly: "Did you pursue me like that before?"
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