The book-crossing case happened! The villains all want me to go to jail

In the solemn mansion, time seems to stand still, and every inch of the air is filled with a mysterious and subtle atmosphere.

This mansion stands proudly in a lush garden, surrounded by tall trees like loyal guards and colorful flowers like a gorgeous carpet.

Together, they decorated this mansion like a secluded wonderland.

Stentel, the international superstar, business tycoon and rich young master, comes from a family with a long history and generations of distinguished officials.

Growing up in a wealthy family, he has developed a confident and decisive, yet occasionally stubborn character. However, in recent years, the family business has faced many challenges amid the ever-changing market. Although it has not caused any serious damage, it has also made Stentel feel unprecedented pressure.

On a quiet afternoon, the warm sunlight shines through the light blue gauze curtains and falls softly into the spacious bedroom like a tulle. The room is elegantly and luxuriously decorated, and the carved furniture exudes the charm of years of precipitation.

Xie Xuan'an was standing quietly behind Stantel, his eyes burning like torches, his fingers gently stroking Stantel's broad and solid back.

The delicate touch made Stentel's heart beat like a drum and his breathing quickened. A blush crept up his cheeks and his eyes were a little flustered, but he couldn't help but indulge in this moment of intimacy.

At this time, Stentel would lower his head slightly, and his slender neck would be slightly bent.

I thought to myself, “What kind of emotion is this, and how should I deal with it?”

However, before he could think about it carefully, Xie Xuan'an said, "Master, don't move. Just let me feel your presence." He stopped thinking.

Stantel actually just stood still and let Xie Xuan'an control him.

Not long after, the Stentel family's business encountered a major crisis. Market share dropped sharply, competitors took advantage of the situation to rise, and partners put forward harsh conditions, which made Stentel extremely anxious.

Xie Xuan, who seemed to be attentive and giving advice to Stantel, was actually secretly fanning the flames and making the situation develop in a direction that was favorable to him.

He used his eloquence to persuade Stantel to take some risky decisions, and Stantel agreed without hesitation because of his trust in Xie Xuan'an.

Xie Xuan'an's eyes revealed complex and profound emotions. He stared at Stentel's profile obsessively. The clear lines of his face looked particularly charming under the sunlight. The corners of his mouth rose slightly.

With a barely perceptible cunning, he deliberately teased, "Master? Are you comfortable?"

Stentel's face turned red like a persimmon.

He turned his head away in panic, but couldn't help looking back. The moment their eyes met, it seemed as if sparks were flying in the air.

"Xuan..." Stentel's voice, with a slight tremor, broke the brief silence.

The voice was as low as a mosquito, but full of indescribable emotions.

Xie Xuanan came back to his senses as if awakened from a dream, and hurriedly loosened Stentel's clothes.

With his hands shaking slightly, he said softly, "I'm sorry."

Stentel felt the warmth gradually fading away, and a sense of loss inexplicably welled up in his heart.

His brows knitted unconsciously, and he thought to himself, "Why did he suddenly do this?" But before he could figure out the reason,

A smile from Xie Xuan'an made him put all these doubts behind him.

On a moonlit night, the light in the study appears particularly soft.

Stentel sat in front of the carved desk, his brows furrowed, with documents piled in front of him. A tired look covered his face like a gloom.

Xie Xuan'an approached quietly, his footsteps as light as a feather. He came behind Stentel, put his hands gently on his shoulders, and began to massage slowly.

His body was slightly bent towards Stantel, his head extremely close to Stantel where Stantel could not see, the tip of his nose almost touching Stantel's hair, as if he was greedily sniffing something.

"Thank you, Xu'an. I succeeded last time by following your suggestion."

Stentel said softly, with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice.

He leaned back slightly in comfort, closed his eyes, his thick eyelashes trembling slightly, and enjoyed this moment of relaxation.

"That's what I should do, Master."

Xie Xuanan responded gently, his eyes focused and affectionate, but deep inside, there was a trace of calculation that was difficult for others to detect.

It is no longer so obvious at this moment, just flashing occasionally, like a shooting star in the dark night, disappearing in a flash.

He unconsciously increased the strength of his hands, and his fingers bent slightly, as if he wanted to hold Stentel tightly in his hands and never let him leave.

Stentel felt the perfect force, and a feeling welled up in his heart. His breathing became rapid, and his chest rose and fell violently.

He couldn't help wanting to get closer to Xie Xuan'an, but at the last moment, he used reason to restrain his eager heart. He couldn't help but wonder:

"What kind of feelings do I have towards him?"

Before he could figure it out, Xie Xuan'an said

"Master, don't think too much, just relax" made him stop thinking.

On a leisurely weekend evening, the living room is filled with a warm atmosphere.

On the soft sofa, they sat together and watched a movie for the first time.

The plot of the film is gripping, but Xie Xuan'an is always absent-minded, his eyes drifting towards Stantel from time to time, as if the excitement of the film is not even half as great as the person next to him.

Without noticing, he rested his head gently on Stentel's shoulder.

"Xuan..." Stantel's voice was a little flustered by Xie Xuan'an's initiative. His heart was beating like a drum, his body stiffened slightly, and his hands tightly grasped the armrests of the sofa.

"Master, can you please let me stay like this for a while?"

Xie Xuan'an's voice was a bit lazy and dependent, his face was filled with a happy smile, and one hand quietly rested on Stantel's hand, stroking it gently with his fingers.

The action was natural and intimate, as if they were already accustomed to such closeness.

Stentel hesitated for a moment, but finally accepted it slowly. He did not push it away, allowing the warmth of the moment to flow between them.

His face flushed red and his eyes wandered. He had no interest in watching the movie. His mind and eyes were filled with the person leaning against him.

In the dim living room, Stentel fell asleep on the sofa due to his busy work.

Xie Xuan'an approached on tiptoe, his eyes full of pity, his gaze like the warm sunshine in spring.

He bent down and gently picked up Stentel, his movements were very careful, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world.

Stentel just fell asleep in his arms, as quiet as a child.

After putting Stentel on his big bed, he carefully covered Stentel with a soft blanket. When his hand was about to touch Stentel's cheek,

There was a pause for a moment, and his fingers were slightly bent, as if he wanted to gently stroke the face that looked a little thin due to fatigue, but he finally held back.

In the darkness, he stood there quietly, staring at Stentel's peaceful sleeping face, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Is this really the right thing to do?

Suddenly, he couldn't help but lean over and sniff Stentel's face.

"The smell of money and ink..." Xie Xuan'an seemed to be in some kind of dilemma. He stared at the face obsessively, his pupils dilated, and his breathing became rapid. However, in just a moment, he returned to normal and shook his head gently, as if to warn himself not to act too hastily.

In the sunny garden, colorful flowers compete for beauty and the breeze brings bursts of fragrance. The two walked side by side on the stone path.

Xie Xuan deliberately stepped on Stantel's shadow, then looked up at him with a hint of playfulness and ambiguity in his eyes, like an innocent child, with the corners of his mouth raised, revealing an extremely brilliant smile, revealing his white and neat teeth.

"You are so naughty even though you are so old."

Stentel said with a smile, his breathing rapid, but his eyes were always on Xie Xuan'an, his eyes were full of doting, as if water could drip out of them.

Xie Xuan took the opportunity to hold Stentel's arm, pressed it tightly against himself, exerted a little force on his arm, and said, "Master, let me accompany you like this."

Stentel's heart was throbbing with anxiety at his sudden action.

But she still showed a sweet smile, and the upward curve of her mouth seemed to be able to hold a crescent moon.

The laughter of the two echoed among the flowers, startling several butterflies that were foraging in the flowers.

At this time, a servant passed by and saw them so close. He was surprised and left in a hurry.

When Stentel was injured accidentally, it was during an intense exercise, he accidentally fell and scraped his arm.

Xie Xuan'an came in a hurry, his eyes full of worry and concern, that look seemed to be able to melt people. He quickly took out the medicine box, his movements were gentle and meticulous,

The fingers that were disinfecting Stentel's wound accidentally touched each other's skin. At that moment, their eyes met, and time seemed to stop. Only the concern and complex emotions in each other's eyes were intertwined.

"Does it hurt, Master?" Xie Xuan'an's voice was full of worry, his brows were furrowed, and fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead and slid down his cheeks.

"It doesn't hurt. It doesn't hurt as long as you are here." Stantel felt that it was just a skin scrape and it didn't hurt, but his face was red. He bit his lip and watched the man in front of him applying medicine for him, his eyes full of dependence.

Xie Xuan suddenly held Stentel's hand, not too hard or too soft, and said, "Master, I don't want to see you get hurt. You just have to be fine."

Stentel's face grew redder, like the sunset glow in the sky.

In a lively party, the luxurious banquet hall was filled with melodious music and bright lights. Xie Xuan and Stentel stepped onto the dance floor hand in hand.

Xie Xuan'an's hands tightly embraced Stantel's slender waist, as if he knew Stantel's body well.

They danced to the rhythm of the music, like a perfect couple made in heaven.

"Stantel, you are so beautiful." Xie Xuan'an whispered in Stantel's ear. The hot air he exhaled made Stantel's ears turn red instantly, like a burning flame.

Stentel's breathing became rapid, "Xuan, don't say that."

But his heart was as sweet as if it was filled with honey, and his face was filled with a happy smile, blooming like a flower.

Xie Xuan'an hugged Stentel even tighter, his arms like iron hoops, as if he didn't want anyone to get close to Stentel.

Suddenly, a strange woman came over and tried to invite Xie Xuan'an to dance. Xie Xuan'an decisively refused, and his eyes never left Stantel.

Once, Stentel drank a few more glasses of wine during a social event and returned to the mansion with a slightly staggering step.

Xie Xuanan hurried forward to support him and sent him back to the room. At the bedside, the two held hands tightly, and Stentel looked at Xie Xuanan with misty eyes, muttering something incomprehensible.

"Xuan'an, I..." Stentel's voice was unclear and his eyes were blurred, as if covered by a layer of fog.

Xie Xuan'an comforted him softly, but there was a barely perceptible greed in his eyes. He gently covered Stantel with a quilt, sat by the bed for a long time without leaving, and slowly stroked Stantel's face, kneading it gently a few times.

"How did it turn into a human face..." Xie Xuan'an was dissatisfied, his eyes were so focused that it was creepy, as if he wanted to tear this face off.

But in a flash, he regained his gentle expression and carefully tidied Stantel's hair.

On a hot summer day, the clear swimming pool water sparkles in the sunlight.

Stentel swam in the pool, his agile body was as flexible as a fish, and the splashing water scattered like pearls.

Xie Xuan'an sat quietly by the pool, his eyes always following Stantel.

Whenever Stantel poked his head out of the water, Xie Xuan would reach out and wipe the water droplets off his face. That gentle gesture made it seem as if they were the closest people in the world.

However, behind this series of seemingly ambiguous and warm scenes, Xie Xuan'an hides an unspeakable secret in his heart.

He planned carefully, took every step carefully, and thought every step through.

He wants to take Stentel's career to the next level.

Stentel, who has been under mental control, is unaware of all this. He is still immersed in this seemingly beautiful emotional vortex and is completely unaware of the impending crisis.

His heart was completely occupied by Xie Xuan'an. Every smile and every look intoxicated him. He gradually lost himself. He listened to whatever Xie Xuan'an said and had no opinions of his own.

Some elders in the family noticed the changes in Stantel and tried to persuade him earnestly.

"Stantel, you have to be clear-headed. Xie Xuan'an's background is unknown and he may not be sincere to you." A respected elder said earnestly.

Stentel frowned and retorted: "No, you don't know him. He is sincere to me."

But deep down in his heart, he couldn't help but feel a little shaken.

At the same time, other family members also expressed dissatisfaction and suspicion about Xie Xuan'an's existence, and the conflicts within the family gradually intensified.