The man outside the door had a sinister look in his eyes, and then he walked away from her door.
When Wen Qiao heard the footsteps outside the door, she was shocked. If she had opened the door just now, would He Xihuai have taken advantage of the opportunity to break in
What exactly does he want to do
The footsteps faded away, and Wen Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, then moved the bedside table to the door to block it a little.
He didn't sleep well that night until the sunlight penetrated the thick curtains and fell onto the big bed. Wen Qiao felt relieved.
Wen Qiao immediately got up and went to her uncle's room next door.
"Did you hear that knock on the door last night?"
Su Ce was suspicious: "Really? I didn't hear any sound."
Wen Qiao took her uncle to the dining room, where He Xihuai arrived just in time. He was still wearing a black bathrobe and sitting lazily on a retro and luxurious chair, without even looking at Wen Qiao.
Wen Qiao stepped forward and asked, "What can't you say during the day? Do you have to go to my room at two in the morning to talk about it?"
He Xihuai frowned slightly: "Last night? Went to your room? When did I go there?"
"It's two in the morning and you're knocking on my door."
He Xihuai smiled: "You must be dreaming, I didn't knock on your door."
He spoke with such certainty that Wen Qiao was in a trance for a moment, as if the incident last night was really just a dream of hers.
But she thought again of the bedside table blocking the door when she got up in the morning, and she was convinced that it was not a dream, but a fact.
"You did." Wen Qiao insisted, "You said you wanted to talk to me about Lin Lang."
"Did you see me?" He Xihuai's eyes were a little cold, as if he was not very satisfied with her insisting on this topic.
Wen Qiao shrugged: "I didn't see you, I didn't open the door, but I heard your voice, it was indeed you."
He Xihuai's eyes flickered. "Maybe one of the servants in my villa was playing a prank and imitating my voice. Maybe... he took a fancy to you and wanted to take advantage of you. You were quite cautious and didn't open the door. Otherwise, I wouldn't be responsible if you were taken advantage of by me."
Wen Qiao clenched his fist: "You..."
He Xihuai slowly cut the bacon on the plate: "After breakfast, I'll ask the driver to take you to the airport."
Wen Qiao then sat down. She looked at He Xihuai vaguely. He Xihuai closed his eyes lightly, making it impossible to tell his emotions.
He was indeed a strange person. She had suspected before that he had a dual personality. One of his personalities was very fragile. When he saw her, he would call her sister. She felt that it was the shadow of his childhood that made him create a second personality, which was the main personality in front of him, to protect the fragile personality.
But he clearly knocked on the door last night, but now he denies it.
What kind of evil is this
In short, there were many suspicious points about this man, and for a moment she couldn't see him clearly.
After breakfast, she and her uncle couldn't wait to leave the villa. They gained nothing from this trip and were fooled by He Xihuai.
When they arrived at the airport, Wen Qiao asked Su Ce, "Uncle, you worked with him for so long, did you really not find anything strange about him?"
Su Ce chuckled: "He is a weird guy. Everything about him is weird, but I don't pay much attention to him."
Wen Qiao had a headache. Uncle, sometimes there is no need to be too obsessed with research. It is also necessary to observe the people around you more, okay
(End of this chapter)