Are you plagued by a bad goddess?

It seems that wherever I go, I will always be introduced into the vortex of struggle. I originally planned to come and take a look, but I didn’t expect that the place that seemed to be a small mud was actually a big quicksand pit, which would be difficult to come out if it fell into it.

When Leon was still in self-examination because he did not find the invader, Yi Chen had been invited to the villa for tea. He felt that it would be better not to say anything well at this time. Silence is gold, and explanation is concealment.[]

Seeing the bodyguards looking at him as if they were facing a great enemy, they suddenly felt funny. Yi Chen coughed a few times, then put his hands behind him, raised his head and walked in, as if he was the leader of the inspection.

"Do something for me."

He turned to Leon and said.

The reliable subordinate replied: "No problem."

"Tell me a message to Baichuan for me, the reason... Uh, you saw it too, she can explain it to me."

"learn."

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The intruder who returned to his original form was invited into the torture dark room, while Yi Chen, who was suspected of being a member of the party, was invited into another room. The nature was the same imprisonment, but the latter's situation was much better, not only was there tea, but also a sofa.

"It's really good, this place...whether is this? Is the living room?"

Although it looks no different from the living room of an ordinary house, it is just a little bigger. However, in terms of decoration or furniture, there is always a faint feeling of [above people]. Those seemingly ordinary items, such as tea cups, tables, chairs... may be expensive luxury goods worth tens of thousands of thousands.

[Ordinary people buy furniture for practical purposes. However, when rich people buy furniture, practical only accounts for one percent of the part, and the rest is for showing off] - This sentence is well said.

The best green tea was presented.

"Oh, this smells so fragrant."

Yi Chen said that the person who served tea didn't look at him, but just put the tea cup on the table with a click, and then walked outside to continue to act as his [door god] - that was just a bodyguard. Because he was not a housekeeper who was responsible for serving people, Yi Chen did not intend to complain about him.

"But it doesn't seem to taste any difference!"

The taste of this green tea is not the same as other green teas except for its slightly fragrant flavor.

“Is it my taste problem?”

It should not be a taste problem. The characteristics of this green tea are expensive except to think a little bit. For rich people, what they drink is not the taste, but [expensive].

“…It’s so boring.”

The communication props have been confiscated, and the reason is of course to prevent "contacting with companions". Although Yi Chen is just an innocent person, the portable computer has been confiscated without any doubt. There is nothing to have fun online. He can only hold his chin with his left hand and drink ordinary green tea with his fingers on his right hand. He writes and draws on the wooden table of high-end handcrafts, and uses water stains to outline something for himself.

Crack, the old-fashioned clock was moving around, making an annoying noise.

His hands were like worms, slowly moving on the table, leaving wet crawling water stains, and then admiring his works.

I don’t know how long it took, but Yi Chen heard the noise outside.

(What are you doing?)

He thought.

"……no……"

“…Let me in…”

"but……"

Listening to the intermittent conversation, it seemed that those bodyguards were stopping whom?

However, it was too late. While a slightly willful tone came, the door of Yi Chen's cottage was also pushed open by the young lady with her hand.

Xuejiang - Remember, she seems to be called this name?

"Ah, is there anything wrong, Miss?"

Yi Chen greeted.

"that……"

"Um?"

Miss, her hands were tangled together, and she seemed very embarrassed about what she wanted to say next.

“…Can I come in?”

"Of course, isn't this your residence?"

Yi Chen asked with a smile.

Looking at the former's smile, she laughed as she was exaggerated by her, and relaxed a little emotionally. She moved her steps carefully, walked to the chair in front of Yi Chen, and sat down.

"So, is there anything wrong? I am the person I am now suspected. Isn't it right for you to do this?"

"Where do you look like a bad guy... Uh, I don't know your name yet."

She asked, every time she spoke, she always lowered her head and looked at the other person from the corner of her eyes. This should be her habit, as if she was afraid that she would say something wrong or not.

"Do you want to hear my real name or do you want to hear my pseudonym when performing my work?"

Yi Chen said half-jokingly.

"Please tell me your real name!"

“Ahhaha…”

She looked a little nervous.

"OK."

Yi Chen smiled.

"My name is this."

He used his fingers dipped in tea and wrote down the Chinese characters of his name on the desktop.

Just like Xue Jiang thought he was not a bad person, Yi Chen also felt that the young lady could believe it. There was no reason to support this idea at all. It was just like [I think she could trust from the bottom of my heart], so before I knew it, I would reveal my true feelings when I looked at her face.

Xue Jiang stared at the handwriting and said word by word:

"Yi... Chen..."

"Yes."

"Yi Chen...Yi..."

Repeat, chew on this last name.

(It's just that the same surname is accidental. There are many people in the world whose surnames overlap with some famous families, but there is actually nothing to do with the two... Yes, it's accidental.)

“Is there any problem?”

"No...Yi, Mr. Yi Chen, can you call you that?"

"certainly."

"That...I'm here...to apologize."

"……What?"

"Just apologize...that, there is something about Ferro..."

She turned her head to the side, and the blush on her face became even redder.

"My personal bodyguard, she has been like that a long time ago... Because it is related to her profession, so--"

“——Nervous allergies?”

"Ah...uh, um..."

"Oh, I won't care~"

Yi Chen quickly shook his palm and said.

"real?"
Chapter completed!