Chapter 39 Wild Man, where is your male virtue?!
"It's not easy to host a dance party, I hope you have a good time tonight."
Sang Li smiled and closed the ball list.
“Of course, I will take care of everything,” said Mr. Slo.
Sang Li twirled her hair with her fingers, thought for a moment, and then made even more demanding requests: "I want pink, white, and yellow flowers. The pastries must be champagne towers, and fruit-flavored. The carpet must be beautiful, and the crystal chandelier must be multicolored."
"Yes, we can do it."
"real?"
"Of course, because you're the mistress of this castle."
“Then I won’t stand on ceremony,” she said casually, but then proceeded to issue a series of instructions: “The crystal chandelier can’t be too low; I don’t like ceilings that feel too oppressive. The long tables should be symmetrical, with a bouquet of glowing flowers in the center, perhaps made of candles. Dried rose petals should be scattered around the main dance floor, and… the carpet is too thick; I’m afraid I’ll step on it, and I don’t like the color of liver. Oh, and I also want glass lamps, all sorts of colorful glass, like the kind in churches.”
Before she could even see Slo's expression, she laughed out loud, resting her chin on her hand: "Hmm, isn't this too much trouble?"
"No," Sloe answered very quickly, her voice surprisingly soft.
He didn't find it troublesome at all, nor did he show any impatience.
On the contrary, I felt very comfortable.
How could these be difficult?
This is Sang Li's dependence on him!
It's about trust.
“Leave all of this to me, you don’t need to worry about any details,” he said. “Just get some rest and wait for tonight’s surprise.”
This is something only I can do.
Slo's chest felt as if it had been filled.
She made him do things that "only he could do," giving him the choices and setting the requirements for him.
Not someone else.
Slow felt an unusually strong sense of being needed.
More captivating than her affection was the sense of control that made her feel like "only I can have her."
He wasn't without suspicion that Sang Li was deliberately trying to get him away.
But so what? He'll answer as long as she calls his name.
He would stand before everyone else and offer her anything she needed, as long as she asked.
“Then I’ll make the arrangements.” He said gently.
Sang Li nodded, her smile gentle: "Go ahead, go ahead. I was really tired from trying on clothes just now. I'm going upstairs to take a nap."
Sloe stood up, relieved that Sang Li had talked too much, and slowly stood up and walked upstairs.
She took two steps and realized that Slo was still watching her.
Sang Li glanced sideways and added, "I want strawberry and rose flavored cakes."
"good."
Before returning to her bedroom, she deliberately took three separate paths and even waited at the stairwell for a full two minutes to make sure no one was following her before quietly pushing open the door and entering.
It's practically like stealing.
There was no movement in the room. The curtains were only half-drawn, and the afternoon sun slanted in, outlining the lines of the white velvet sofa with a gentle halo, and the people on the sofa.
"Tsk."
Even faster than her.
"Have you had lunch?" Sang Li asked.
Lu Jin sat there leisurely, legs crossed, holding a bone china cup in his hand, his posture both lazy and elegant.
The sunlight made his hair shine, as if it were covered with a ring of gold.
They've made this place feel like their own home.
He leisurely took a sip of his coffee and glanced at her.
"Why are you using my cup?" Sang Li asked, displeased.
"Isn't this pretty convenient?" Lu Jin said casually, as if he were talking about the weather. "Anyway, you're not drinking."
"You can't drink that either."
"Would you like a sip?" He raised his glass and gestured towards her.
Sang Li: "..."
She stared at the cup for a full three seconds, realizing that it was no longer a question of "whether or not he could drink it," but that he had used her cup.
No wonder the two slept together; Lu Jin seemed to have an uninvited sense of familiarity.
Dogs are territorial!
Sang Li sat on the bed: "What are you planning to do about the dance tonight?"
Lu Jin removed his watch and placed it on the table. The watch automatically folded to form a small LCD screen: "Say hello."
With whom?
As soon as Sang Li asked the question, she saw three people crowding around the screen.
"Tang Lan, Yu Qi, and Zhou Fangyang are your teammates," Lu Jin introduced.
Tang Lan finally got to speak with Sang Li. Her female knight outfit was so beautiful that it was dazzling, and she immediately wanted to drag Sang Li to a ball: "Little Sang Li, are you alright?"
"Hmm." Sang Li nodded. "Not bad, living the life of a wealthy wife."
Instead of working like cattle from nine to five.
Tang Lan patted her chest: "Are you really going to scare us to death? This 0248 seems really weird. How come he acts like a nobleman, with castles and balls? It's like he has everything in his dreams, and he can have whatever he wants."
Sang Li shrugged: "What about Lu Jin? He sneaked into my house twice."
Tang Lan: "...Boss, there's an explanation for your actions."
Sang Li realized something: "He's your boss?"
"Yes, she's the most beautiful girl in our department, everyone loves her!"
Yu Qi asked with some concern, "Boss, how's the situation on your end? We can also enter the painting."
Lu Jin, no longer displaying his previous nonchalant attitude, said in a deep voice, "Not now. I should be able to handle this myself. Zhou Fangyang, what are the results of your investigation?"
The screen has been replaced with a data chart.
Zhou Fangyang explained, "Currently, the magnetic field fluctuation value is not obvious. By the way, we also re-examined those victims who had been 'spit out' and had entered the painting. Their magnetic field bands are somewhat abnormal, basically between q10-d76."
Lu Jin narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean? You mean they've become abnormal?"
Zhou Fangyang nodded: "Yes, it's a slight fluctuation. The magnetic field will gradually stabilize 7-10 days after leaving the world of the people in the painting. In other words, they were disturbed in the painting, and the relevant wavebands were distorted into anomalies, but it's not permanent."
Abnormal body.
In other words, after these victims entered the painting created by the anomalous entity, they were assimilated into the painting, causing the anomalous wavelength.
Now, Sang Li and herself have also become part of the painting.
Lu Jin didn't care about the magnetic field fluctuations, but a strange thought popped into his mind.
Zhou Fangyang: "By the way, the overall magnetic field of the entire world was relatively stable before, until this morning when you left the clothing store and parted ways with Sang Li, there was a peak fluctuation. May I ask what happened?"
Sang Li recalled that it was when she saw the streets become dirty.
fluctuation?
Was it because of Slow's influence?
Lu Jin asked, "What about the others?"
Zhou Fangyang: "No other abnormalities have been detected yet, but boss, you need to be careful about your mental state. The stabilizer can only last for 24 hours at most. If it causes disorder, it will be terrible. About 8 hours have passed now."
"knew."
Sang Li couldn't understand what they were saying. She lay sprawled on the bed, exhausted. "So, what's my mission? Tonight is the ball. If I can't kill Slo, maybe disrupting the ball will make him emotionally collapse, and then destroy the painting? After all, he's been looking forward to this for so long."
“His emotional breakdown might cause the world depicted in the painting to change,” Lu Jin analyzed. “Let’s change it.”
"Then tell me, what can I possibly think of? Why would there be a dance?" Sang Li asked, puzzled.
Lu Jin's voice was like wine sliding down in the night, warm yet with a burning sensation: "You think Slo really just wants you to be a pretty leading lady, to dance? He won't tell you what will happen after tonight's ball."
Sang Li rolled over and lay down on the bed, propping her chin up with one hand, and lazily replied, "Oh... then tell me? You men are really disgusting. But this is his world, he can do whatever he wants, he doesn't need to throw me a grand ball. Or, if I'm having fun, I'll drink? Get drunk? And then something like that happens in novels?"
“That proves that he also has limitations. You see, we’ve found a weakness,” Lu Jin said.
"Stop spreading rumors about me. Maybe she's got her eye on you. I think you're quite good-looking," Sang Li retorted. "Maybe she's waiting for you to take the bait so she can marry you!"
"..."
Lu Jin continued his analysis: "If he can't control everything, then we can find a breakthrough in the painting. Zhou Fangyang, go through all the data, and we also need to analyze the victim's brain."
"OK."
Bored, Sang Li's gaze wandered aimlessly around the room, eventually landing on the wardrobe door directly opposite her.
At that moment, her heart skipped a beat.
Memories from this morning resurfaced.
The strange man in the black shirt appeared as if he had stepped out of a dream, and then proceeded to flirt with her.
Qin Ye.
yes.
Where did that strange man come from?
Sang Li suddenly asked, "Do you know Qin Ye?"
Lu Jin: "Who?"
"Qin Ye."
"I don't know you, what's wrong?"
"nothing."
Sang Li rested her chin on her hand.
She hadn't even had time to consider whether she had missed any important clues this morning.
The next second, footsteps were heard.
clatter.
clatter.
clatter.
It's like a ghost story.
It's neither heavy nor light, like walking barefoot on a carpet, very slowly, like wandering around the room.
She sat up abruptly.
Really?
Lu Jin immediately shut his mouth, put away his equipment, and his eyes became alert as he began to look around.
...Not Sloan.
The footsteps didn't seem to be coming from the hallway outside; they weren't the kind of footsteps that approach from a distance. Instead, they seemed to be coming from inside the room.
Sang Li suddenly jumped out of bed and stared at the wardrobe.
"You've hidden someone here?" Lu Jin looked at her; Sang Li looked like she definitely knew something.
"No!" Sang Li denied it outright!
"Hmm? Tell the truth," Lu Jin said.
Sang Li's face immediately turned red.
"N-no!"
Lu Jin narrowed his eyes, observing her expression, and asked in a dangerously low voice, "Then why were you blushing just now?"
“I…” Sang Li opened her mouth, but hesitated to speak.
In my heart, I had already cursed myself a thousand times.
Oh no, oh no, oh no! Could there really be some random guy here?!
What you wish for comes true!
Sang Li stared intently at the wardrobe, unsure whether she felt guilty or afraid.
She swallowed hard and reached for the door.
We'll have to see what's thinking.
What are you feeling guilty about?
He's just a man!
I don't know why I have so many complicated and strange emotions when I'm facing Lu Jin.
"Is there something in the wardrobe?" Lu Jin asked with interest.
Just as Sang Li's fingertips touched the cabinet door, a sudden click sound rang out.
She didn't drive it.
Instead, it was pushed open from the inside.
The door swayed slightly, and the next second, a hand with distinct knuckles reached out from the gap, grasped the cabinet door, and pushed it open with a snap.
Then, that hand grasped Sang Li's hand, which was suspended in mid-air, ready to knock on the door.
It's like the prince has finally welcomed the princess.
Their fingers were intertwined.
"..."
Ah, wild man.
Qin Ye walked out of the closet.
He is the wine of last night, and the taboo of the day.
He wore a semi-transparent white shirt, unbuttoned, the collar open below his collarbone, making his pale skin appear like polished porcelain. Around his neck was a striking silver and black metal choker.
Qin Ye noticed there was another man in the room, and his gaze suddenly became naked and sharp, landing on Sang Li without any hesitation.
"Am I not enough for you?" His voice was low and husky, with a slight lingering tone at the end. "I didn't even know you were looking for a man again?"
There was a sudden, explosive silence for two seconds.
Lu Jin, like a black panther whose territory has been invaded, suddenly darkened his gaze, like a cold tide rising from the night sea.
Meanwhile, the action team members who witnessed everything on the surveillance camera were all speechless with fear.
Tang Lan's scream nearly deafened Lu Jin: "Why is someone wearing sexy lingerie here?!"
Where is male virtue?!
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