After living with a straight man, I became a menswear boss

The next morning, Shi Jin was woken up by a scream.

He was lying on the bed, awakened suddenly and his chaotic brain throbbed with pain.

Sitting slowly for a few seconds, after the dizziness passed, Shi Jin lifted the quilt and got up.

The air conditioner in the house was turned off at some point, and the cold air in the middle of the night had already dissipated, and the house was filled with a stuffy atmosphere.

Shi Jin opened the window, and the fresh air couldn't wait to rush in first.

Outside the window is the garden of Lin's family, all kinds of flowers are blooming, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers in the air.

He glanced downstairs, the big black dog in front of the kennel downstairs had disappeared, and a stray cat was squatting in front of the dog bowl, devouring the dog food.

Shi Jin looked away, changed her clothes and went out.

The place where the voice came from was the study room on the second floor. As soon as Shi Jin opened the door, he saw a group of people gathered in front of the study room.

Shi Jin originally thought that he would be the last to arrive, but after looking around, he realized that Yu Ci and Chen Butler were not there.

It was Dr. Zhao who screamed just now, her face was pale, and she was sitting weakly on the railing at the moment, while Singer Yang was supporting her.

Shi Jin looked away, and saw the blood on the ground through the gap in the crowd.

He frowned slightly, moved his gaze upwards, and settled on the closed door of the study: "Why didn't you open the door?"

Cheng Zi stood aside, and when he heard that he glanced at Shi Jin, his face was a little ugly: "The door of the study is locked."

Wan Baojie followed behind, poking his head out from behind him in a panic: "What's wrong? What happened?"

While speaking, her eyes moved down, the next second.

"what--"

The loud soprano sounded again in the villa.

Cheng's son reached out his hand to pick his ears, and his expression became even uglier: "Okay, don't bark."

"Isn't it just a little blood?" He scolded impatiently, "I don't know what's going on inside, what are you doing calling like dead people?"

Wan Baojie held his chest and took a heavy breath, his face turned pale: "This, where is a little blood here?"

She glanced at the ground tremblingly, then quickly looked away, her tone trembling: "This amount of blood, I'm afraid it drained all the blood from the whole person."

Singer Yang on the side glanced at the stairs, and said in a anxious tone, "It took so long for Steward Chen to get a key."

Dr. Zhao came over slowly, with tears in the corners of his eyes still overflowing from the shock, and whispered for Butler Chen: "Maybe Butler Chen was also frightened, and he couldn't find the key all at once."

Cheng's son sent away the other servants in the villa, walked around the place a few times, and suddenly remembered something: "Where's that woman? Why didn't she go downstairs?"

Shi Jin found a corner and stood there with his hands crossed in front of him. Hearing this, he looked up at Cheng's son, but didn't make a sound.

There was a sound of slow, lazy footsteps on the stairs at the end of the corridor.

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw a tall figure coming out from the stairs.

The man at the top of the stairs was wearing a simple black sportswear, but the slack and casual outfit couldn't conceal the sharp and flamboyant look on his body.

The smooth jaw line is sharp and public, the twinkling peach eyes sweep lazily, and the curvature of the lips is like a smile but not a smile.

As if aware of everyone's scrutiny, he shifted his gaze to this side, raised his eyebrows slightly, and finally landed on Shi Jin who was standing in the corner, his eyes were also tinged with an intriguing meaning: "Waiting for me?"

Cheng Ke's eyes suddenly turned cold.

He recognized it, this man was the one who went to the pet store with Big Brother Shi last time.

He loosened his clenched fists, stood in front of Shi Jin, and used his body to block the sight of the man opposite: "Uncle, what do you say?"

The line of sight was suddenly blocked, Yu Ci raised his eyebrows, and for the first time put his eyes on Cheng Ke: "Uncle?"

The title reminded him of an unlovable teenager.

When his eyes touched the young man's fair and tender face, Yu Ci pressed his brows slightly and clicked his tongue.

Sure enough it was him.

Yu Ci has no patience to deal with this kind of impolite kid.

His eyes moved down and settled on the identity badge on the boy's chest, his brows raised, with a half-smile: "...Son Cheng?"

"Son, why didn't you call out when you saw Mom?" Yu Ci raised his right hand, lightly tapped his ID card on his chest with his fingertips, and said lazily, "Hey, I'm your mother."

Cheng Ke gritted his teeth and stared at him coldly.

Dr. Zhao saw something was wrong, and dragged his still somewhat weak body out to smooth things over: "Butler Chen is back, let's step aside and let Butler Chen open the door."

The two did not move.

Steward Chen was blocked behind, and looked at the director's position for some confusion.

Zhong Sisi held the melon seeds vigorously, was urged several times by the director, and finally put down the melon seeds unwillingly. Taking advantage of the blind spot that the camera could not capture, she walked to the opposite of Yu Ci, and gave him a sharp wink.

Yu Ci glanced at her indifferently, but did not respond.

Zhong Sisi gritted her teeth with an aggrieved expression on her face.

Should I say that he really deserves to be her cousin?

If you can't persuade this one, then persuade another one.

Cheng Ke looks obedient, so he should be obedient, right?

Thinking of this, Zhong Sisi decisively changed the target, moved to the opposite of Cheng Ke, and took off with winks.

But her eyes were about to cramp, but the boy with the tender bun face opposite didn't seem to see her wink, and still stood there with an angry face, without moving a single step.

Zhong Sisi was about to cry, she looked away with a bitter face, and inadvertently looked at Shi Jin behind Cheng Ke.

She froze for a moment, and subconsciously blinked her right eye, which had become a conditioned reflex just now.

Shi Jin paused, looked away, and said, "Get out of the way, let Butler Chen come over."

Cheng Ke stepped back first, and glared at Yu Ci fiercely, but said to Butler Chen: "Butler Chen, come here and open the door."

Yu Ci raised his eyebrows, and walked towards Shi Jin with careless steps.

Butler Chen hurriedly walked behind him: "Here is the key, I will open the door."

The people in front of the study gave way out of the way, and the blood on the carpet became more obvious without the shadow of the figure.

The woolen carpet absorbed a large amount of blood, but there was still puddles of blood coagulating outside the door. Dried black blood stains interweaved with flowing red blood, drawing a creepy portrait on the carpet.

Butler Chen shoved the key into the lock with trembling hands.

Shi Jin stood beside Yu Ci, and when he saw this, he tilted his head, his snow-white neck glowed a layer of ivory white under the light above his head.

Sensing his reaction, Yu Ci lowered his head slightly: "Afraid of blood?"

"No." Shi Jin changed his tone and turned his head back: "The smell of blood is too strong, I'm not used to it."

"Nun." When a mint candy in a light blue package was handed to her eyes, she was slightly taken aback.

Yu Ci touched his nose uncomfortably, and looked away: "...It was in your pocket last night."

"Don't get me wrong." He was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't help explaining, so he could only whisper, "When I hugged you last night, I managed to put it in my pocket, thinking it was my pocket."

After he took out the candy, he realized that there was no candy in his pocket.

But the candy had already been taken out, and it was not appropriate to put it back or to say it directly, so he casually put the candy back into his nightgown.

Shi Jin lowered her eyes, picked up the candy from Yu Ci's palm: "Thank you."

"You're polite, we're all roommates." Yu Ci raised his eyebrows, his long arms were about to rest on his shoulders, but he paused slightly when his palms were about to touch Shi Jin.

At the airport, the indifferent eyebrows of the indifferent beauty in a black dress flashed in my mind.

Yu Ci's fingertips moved, and he retracted his hand. He turned his head and cleared his throat: "Anyway, this candy is yours too."

There was a commotion ahead.

Shi Jin raised her eyes and met Yu Ci's gaze.

The door to the library opened.

As soon as the carved mahogany door was opened, the pungent smell of blood came to the face, and the strong smell of rust filled the space in front of the study, highlighting the tragic situation inside the study.

Corresponding to the smell of blood is the blood splattered in the study.

The table, the chair, the curtains by the window, and the white walls were all splattered with blood, and even the snow-white ceiling was stained with droplets of blood.

The blood on the ground flowed all over the ground, and what caught the sight was dazzling red.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard to imagine how much blood can flow out of a person's body.

Shi Jin walked into the study at the end, his eyes flicked across the scene in the study for a short time, and finally settled on the source of the blood.

When his eyes touched the person on the chair, his expression moved slightly.

Unexpectedly, the deceased was not Lin Fuhao.

Sitting slumped on the chair was a female corpse, who seemed to be wearing a light blue dress, but it was soaked in blood at the moment.

Dried blood stuck to the corners of the skirt, fixing the soft fabric into a rigid shape, and the light-colored fabric was also stained dark blue by blood.

The body of the deceased was covered with scars, and where the clothes were not covered, there were dense knife marks all over, and almost no one was intact.

Not far from the corpse, a palm-length dagger was thrown on the ground. The blood on the dagger undoubtedly showed the crimes that took place in the study last night.

In the silence, Dr. Zhao spoke first: "Call the police."

"...Okay." Wan Baojie dialed the phone with trembling hands. When she learned that the police would come soon, she breathed a sigh of relief and fell limply against the only wall that was not stained with blood. : "Who is so cruel?"

Steward Chen stood aside silently.

Cheng's son's mood was much calmer. He frowned and looked at the corpse on the chair, and then turned around in the empty study room: "Who is this woman? Why did she die here?"

"Also," Cheng Zi stopped in front of the only cabinet that could hide people in the study, opened the door, looked at the empty cabinet, and asked a question that weighed heavily on everyone's hearts: "Where is my dad?"

Singer Yang seemed a little absent-minded. Since entering the door, he began to look outside the door frequently. Hearing this, he turned his head impatiently: "You don't care where your father is. If nothing happened, then——"

Singer Yang's words suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed on the right wrist of the female corpse on the chair, his eyes widened suddenly.