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

In a corner of a bustling American city stands the magnificent five-story mansion of Stantel Ish. This mansion is like a palace, with solid marble exterior and smooth and elegant lines. It is surrounded by well-manicured green lawns, and colorful flowers sway gently in the breeze, exuding charming fragrance. On the street outside the mansion, the bustling crowd is busy. Fashionably dressed white-collar workers are walking hurriedly, holding coffee in their hands, and their eyes are full of concentration on work; street artists are showing their talents to the fullest, attracting passers-by to stop and watch; and the hawking of street vendors is full of the fireworks of life.

The morning sun shone through the huge and gorgeous French windows of the bedroom on the third floor, gently caressing Stentlish who was still asleep. He lay on his side, his silk nightgown slightly opened, revealing his strong chest. His eyelids were heavy, his eyes were sleepy, and there was confusion in his eyes. As the sun caressed him, his thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally he slowly opened his eyes. The moment he woke up, Stentlish's brain was still a little confused, and his thoughts wandered between dreams and reality. He thought of the scenes in his dreams, those unknown challenges and unachieved goals, which made him feel a little urgent at the beginning of the new day. Seeing the bright light outside the window, he knew that a new day had begun. In his heart, he was looking forward to the work that was about to begin, but also a little worried about the difficulties that might be encountered. He took a deep breath, trying to dispel the sleepiness that had not yet dissipated, and prepared to welcome this day full of unknowns.

Stantelish woke up slowly, rubbed his blue eyes, and saw the respectful and focused figure of the new servant Xie Xuan'an. Xie Xuan'an's thick black hair was neatly combed back, like black satin, gleaming slightly in the sun. His voice was low and mellow, and he said softly: "Dear sir, good morning. May your new day shine like a bright star." At this moment, Xie Xuan'an thought secretly in his heart: "I must satisfy this master and have a closer relationship with him, like a friend or even a brother. In this way, my work will not only be easier in the future, but also last longer. But every step must be taken carefully. If it causes discomfort or suspicion to the master, I may be kicked out and all my efforts will be in vain." But he still maintained a respectful and flattering smile on his face, and his eyes were full of expectations.

Stentlish sat up, his eyes fixed on Xie Xuan'an, and he couldn't help but wonder: this young man who just came here, with such skillful movements and such thoughtful service, is he really an inexperienced novice? But his body honestly enjoyed the water handed by Xie Xuan'an. He took a sip, his throat rolled slightly, and his facial muscles contracted rhythmically with the swallowing action. At this moment, he was satisfied with the perfect water temperature, but at the same time he was a little more suspicious of Xie Xuan'an's intentions. The water temperature seemed to cater to his preferences accurately. Was it a coincidence or deliberate? He couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

In the bathroom, there are all kinds of high-end toiletries. The mirror is so clear that it seems to be able to see into people's souls and reflect every tiny corner. The golden faucet shines with light, and it is inlaid with dazzling gems. The marble countertop is spotless, as if it has just been polished. The toothpaste is a top brand from Europe, and the bristles of the toothbrush are soft and elastic. Xie Xuan'an has already prepared everything, and the toothpaste is squeezed onto the toothbrush accurately. His fingers gently hold the cup, and he has been worried about whether the water temperature is appropriate. He knows that even a deviation of one degree may cause dissatisfaction to the owner. The picture of the owner frowning and displeased keeps appearing in his mind, and the scene makes him shudder. His hands tremble slightly when adjusting the water temperature, and every subtle adjustment is accompanied by his nervous heartbeat. He keeps praying in his heart, hoping that the water temperature will be just right, so that the owner will have a pleasant mood from the morning.

After washing up, Xie Xuan'an had already neatly placed the carefully selected clothes on the bed. Every detail of the clothes was handled just right, as if it was a special dress tailored for Stantelish. It was a dark blue suit, made of top-grade silk from Italy, with a smooth touch and delicate texture. The shirt was made of snow-white Egyptian long-staple cotton, and the buttons on the collar sparkled with a pearly luster. The tie was hand-woven, with an elegant and unique pattern. When he was choosing, his brows were slightly frowned, and he silently compared the styles and colors of each piece of clothing in his mind, considering the owner's preferences and today's itinerary, and also imagining the effect after the owner put it on, sometimes entangled, sometimes determined.

Stentlish put on his clothes. The soft fabric fit his skin and made him feel extremely comfortable. He adjusted his collar and cuffs in front of the mirror, his clear eyes full of satisfaction. But he was also thinking in his heart whether his appearance today was enough to deal with the upcoming affairs. He thought of an important business negotiation today. Would this kind of dress show his authority and confidence in front of his opponent? He couldn't help but straighten his back and adjust the position of his tie again.

On the way from the bedroom to the dining room, the carpet under Stentlish's feet was as soft as cotton, giving him a comfortable touch. The dining room was elegantly and warmly decorated. The dining table was a huge oak table with a history of hundreds of years, and the wood grain on it was like a poem of time. The tablecloth was white Belgian lace, delicate and soft. The whole wheat bread just baked exuded an attractive wheat aroma, with a crispy crust, soft and fluffy inside, and the fine wheat bran on it was clearly visible. During the baking process, the kitchen was filled with a rich aroma, as if it could make people intoxicated in this warm atmosphere. The golden fried egg, the edges were slightly browned, and the egg yolk was in a perfect semi-solid state, fresh and delicious. With a light poke, the egg yolk slowly flowed out. The fruit salad on the side was colorful, and crystal water droplets hung on the fresh strawberries. Each strawberry was picked in the morning dew and carefully selected and washed. The blueberries were plump and round, as if they were gems given by nature. The honeydew melon and dragon fruit were cleverly matched together, making people salivate. Xie Xuan'an respectfully pulled out a chair for Stantelish with light and smooth movements. His eyes were focused and his fingers gently touched the back of the chair, as if he was protecting a precious treasure, and he thoughtfully adjusted the position of the chair.

Stentlish sat down gracefully, placed his hands gently on the table, and began to eat with his eyes sweeping over the food in front of him. When he chewed the food, his teeth moved forcefully and accurately, and his mouth was filled with all kinds of wonderful flavors. Occasionally, he would squint his eyes slightly, as if he was enjoying the pleasure brought by the food. But he was also wondering in his heart how this new servant could know his taste so well. Did he go through a careful investigation, or was he just relying on his keen observation and natural service intuition? When he sat down, the chair made a slight sound.

"Sir, this is the breakfast I prepared for you. It is rich in nutrition and will definitely give you energy for the whole day." Xie Xuan said with a smile, his eyes fixed on Stantelish expectantly. When he spoke, his tone was steady and rhythmic, and every word was clear and pleasant. However, Xie Xuan was worried in his heart, wondering if the host was really satisfied with the breakfast. He stared at Stantelish's expression, trying to catch every subtle change to judge whether his service was in place.

After breakfast, Stantelish left the restaurant with steady steps, ready to go to the company. Xie Xuan drove the luxury car to the door in advance. When the door opened, he protected the door frame with his hands. The arc of the smile on his face was just right. He said respectfully: "Sir, please, I hope that every step you take in the business world today will be like a triumphant step, and you will be successful in everything you do." His body leaned forward slightly, his eyes full of respect.

Inside the car, the seats are made of top-grade calf leather, soft and comfortable, with delicate and even stitching. The dashboard lights are soft blue, displaying various vehicle information. The aromatherapy in the car exudes a light wood fragrance, making people feel relaxed. The temperature is just right, as if it is a comfortable space tailor-made for Stantelish. Stantelish looked out the window, his eyes focused on a pedestrian hurrying by.

On the way to the company, Stentelish was thinking about today's work arrangements. His brows were slightly furrowed, and a trace of worry was revealed in his eyes. There were several important decisions to be made today, and the unpredictable changes in the market made him feel stressed. He silently calculated the pros and cons of various plans in his mind, trying to find the best solution. Xie Xuan'an reported today's schedule to Stentelish in a clear and orderly manner. His voice was steady and clear, and every item was explained clearly. At the same time, his gestures waved gently with his words, appearing confident and professional. His breathing rhythm was steady, and although he was a little nervous inside, he remained calm on the surface.

At this time, Stantelish was thinking that Xie Xuan'an's performance was indeed impeccable, but this perfection made him a little uneasy, wondering if there was something hidden behind it. He couldn't help but start to doubt Xie Xuan'an's motives, was he just doing his job well, or was he planning something else?

After arriving at the company, the company building was soaring into the sky, and the glass curtain wall reflected the sunlight and shone brightly. The floor of the lobby was made of smooth marble, reflecting people's figures and filled with fresh aromatherapy. The decoration in the lobby was simple and grand, with modern art sculptures. The elevator door slowly opened with a slight "ding" sound. Stentlish got off the car with an elegant posture, and Xie Xuan followed closely behind him, holding documents and notebooks in his hands, with light and steady footsteps, ready to record important matters at any time.

At noon, Xie Xuan'an made a reservation at a top-notch restaurant. He carefully checked the restaurant reviews when making the reservation, with a focused look. Soft classical music was playing in the restaurant, and the waiters were friendly and professional. They were dressed in uniform and their movements were elegant and skillful. When Stentlish walked into the private room, the table was already filled with his favorite dishes.

"Sir, it's my honor to serve you. I hope this lunch can make you forget all your fatigue and enjoy a moment of peace and satisfaction." Xie Xuan said with a slight bow, his eyes full of anticipation, hoping to get the host's approval.

During lunch, Stentelish savored the food and occasionally exchanged a few words with Xie Xuan. His tone was sometimes relaxed and sometimes serious. Xie Xuan always paid attention to Stentelish's needs and provided thoughtful and meticulous service. He would change Stentelish's napkin in time and adjust the rhythm of serving dishes according to his eating speed. Occasionally, Xie Xuan's hand would gently touch Stentelish's arm, and he would smile knowingly, then quickly lower his head and continue to serve attentively.

At this moment, Xie Xuan'an was nervous and excited, hoping that such physical contact would make the master feel closer, but he was also afraid that the master would be disgusted. His heartbeat accelerated at that moment, and countless possible reactions flashed through his mind. He secretly observed Stantelish's expression, trying to judge whether his actions were appropriate.

In the afternoon, Stantelish had a crucial business meeting. The lights in the conference room were soft and bright. The conference table was made of precious mahogany, smooth and solemn, exuding a faint wood fragrance. Exquisite notebooks and pens were placed on the conference table. Xie Xuan'an prepared all the necessary materials in advance, and quietly waited outside the door during the meeting, ready to be called at any time. Whenever there were documents or items that needed to be supplemented during the meeting, Xie Xuan'an could always send them in as quickly as possible without affecting the smooth progress of the meeting. While he was waiting outside the door, he silently prayed for the smooth progress of the meeting, and his footsteps moved back and forth, showing his inner uneasiness. His hands kept making small movements, and he rubbed his hands from time to time.

After the meeting, Stentlish walked out of the meeting room with a tired face and a frown on his face. His fingers tapped the table lightly, making a rhythmic sound. Xie Xuan immediately served him a cup of fragrant coffee and said in a tone full of admiration: "Sir, your performance in the meeting was excellent. I hope this cup of coffee can relieve some of your fatigue." His eyes were full of admiration for his master, his voice was filled with a hint of concern, and his breathing rate also increased.

In the evening, when I returned home, the sky outside the mansion gradually darkened and the surroundings were quiet. The chirping of birds returning to their nests echoed in the air, and the leaves rustled in the breeze. Xie Xuan'an had been waiting respectfully at the door, and there were a few wrinkles on his clothes. He took Stantelish's coat and briefcase, handed him a warm towel, and said, "Sir, your dedication to your career is admirable. I hope you can enjoy warmth and relaxation at home." There was a hint of concern in his voice and respect in his eyes.

During dinner, the lights in the restaurant were warm and romantic. The table was filled with exquisite dishes and the flowers were placed just right. There was a tender and juicy top-grade steak, the blood oozed out when it was cut, and the texture of the meat was clearly visible. The steak was fried in imported olive oil, and the heat was just right. It was served with carefully roasted vegetables and a rich and mellow special sauce. There was also a carefully cooked seafood soup, with steam rising and fragrance filling the air, as if the essence of the sea was concentrated in one bowl. The seafood in the seafood soup was rich in variety, and each one was freshly shipped from distant seas.

Stentlish slowly savored his dinner, but his doubts did not dissipate. While eating, he looked at Xie Xuan from time to time, thinking about the origin and purpose of this servant. The moment his lips touched the tableware, he felt its delicate texture.

As the day was coming to an end, Stentlish lay on a comfortable sofa that seemed to wrap him up completely. The sofa was filled with top-grade down and made with exquisite craftsmanship. He recalled Xie Xuan'an's performance that day, and his doubts became stronger: What kind of background and experience did this seemingly ordinary new servant have? Why could he arrange everything so perfectly? But his body was greedy for this thoughtful service and couldn't let it go.

Xie Xuanan stood aside, expecting his master to affirm his service, but also afraid that his master would misunderstand his intentions. He was tangled up, not knowing how to get along better with his master in the future, to maintain a good master-servant relationship, and to develop in the direction of closer intimacy that he expected. He was worried that his every move would be seen through by his master, and that his master would discover his intention to get closer. But in order to keep this job and make more money, he had to continue working hard, carefully testing his master's bottom line. His fingers unconsciously pulled at the corner of his clothes, and beads of sweat slid down his forehead.

It's raining.