Murder the Dream Guy

After Xiang Wan calmed down for a while and was preparing to go back to the hall, she saw Ye Lun coming over.

He was not alone. There was a young girl carrying a bag, following behind him and seemed to be his assistant.

Ye Lun turned around lazily, looked at his assistant, and that girl stopped in her tracks.

He smiled in satisfaction and walked over slowly, standing before Xiang Wan with hands in his pockets. He exuded a frivolous feeling of playfulness.

“You’re alone?”

Xiang Wan originally intended to just walk past him. She was a little shocked that he would talk to her.

Well, this was because they were not familiar with each other.

They had met several times but were in very awkward situations. More importantly, they never communicated before.

Why did a famous celebrity like him greet a nobody like her?

Xiang Wan could not understand him. She gave him a glance and asked, “Did you see anyone else here?”

Pffft! Ye Lun chuckled, “You’re humorous.”

Xiang Wan: “And you’re rude.”

With that, she directly wanted to leave.

In actual fact, if not for the earlier call and strange conversation she had with Bai Muchuan, Xiang Wan would not have such a short temper. After all, people liked beautiful things—having a hot young stud coming up to greet her, she really did not have to use such a stern tone to talk to him…

It was basically because she was not calm and vented her frustrations on him.

But she did not expect that Ye Lun to get amused.

“Officer, I need help.”

That word “officer” stopped Xiang Wan from leaving, although she was not a real police officer.

Well, she was wearing the female police officer uniform—even if this person was not Ye Lun, she could not just leave like this.

Xiang Wan turned around slowly. “What is it?”

Ye Lun walked toward her again, a half-smile on his face, and looked at her from his tall height. “I want to know what have I done to offend you? Why are you so angry at me?”

Xiang Wan would never admit that. “Is it? My apologies, I’m always like this.”

Ye Lun chuckled. “How can you serve the people when you’re always like this?”

She could feel the mischievous intent in his eyes. Xiang Wan was wary of that and did not want to harp on this issue. This was because when a man was willing to spend time to talk nonsense to a woman, most of the time, they were up to no good… As for Ye Lun, Xiang Wan believed that she had nothing that would attract him. The only thing that made him interested was probably her identity as a police officer to him.

After Xiang Wan thought it through, she started to calm down.

“Go ahead. What do you want to say just now?”

“You need to answer me first. What do you mean by ‘just now’?”

“When you asked me if I’m alone.”

“Oh!” Ye Lun had an amused expression seeing how solemn she behaved. He rubbed his nose and his eyes were curved. “I’m a little curious. Why are you always so expressionless when you see me?”

“I’m not a fan of any celebrity.” Xiang Wan raised an eyebrow. “If you don’t have anything else, I’ll go back first.”

“Wait,” Ye Lun turned. “If you’re not a fan of any celebrity, why do you look at me like that whenever you see me?”

Look at him like that? What did he mean?

Xiang Wan glanced at him, puzzled. “I don’t understand.”

Ye Lun narrowed his eyes as he made a blinking gesture with his right hand near his right eye. “A very complex gaze.”

“…”

Complex? Really?

As Ye Lun stared at Xiang Wan, she started to recall the times she met him.

The first time, the second time, the third time…

It seemed that every time she met Ye Lun, she looked at him from the perspective of an onlooker… The one who looked at her strangely was obviously him.

“Every time you looked at me like that, it felt as if…” Ye Lun got closer and spoke softly. “As if you’re studying me carefully and very interested in me. But you never took the initiative to approach me, unlike other girls…”

“I’m afraid you might have misunderstood something.” Xiang Wan had a serious expression. “I don’t chase after celebrities and I’m a myopic… It might have been your misconception.”

This time, Xiang Wan did not allow him to have an opportunity to stop her again as she strode away directly.

…

In the performance hall, there was an acrobatic performance going on.

Xiang Wan took a glance, and stood at the edge of the aisle, looking on quietly.

The whole detective team was still there apart from Bai Muchuan who was not present in the hall; Xiang Wan also noticed that Tang Yuanchu was not there as well.

As for the target she had been watching tonight—Zhou Dequan—he seemed to have left the event when she was not around.

After mulling it over for a moment, Xiang Wan still felt something not quite right as she looked at the couple of empty seats at the VIP seating area.

But since Bai Muchuan said that he was following Xie Wanwan, she should not worry so much and just do her work seriously…

…

The sky outside was now completely dark.

Zhou Dequan boarded an extended Mercedes-Benz Wagon and left the venue.

At the back passenger seat, he received a glass of water from his subordinate and drank it down. “Is everything ready?”

The subordinate lowered his head. “Everything is ready.”

Zhou Dequan snorted satisfactorily. After a brief moment of silence, he asked another question, “How is Huang He’s performance?”

The subordinate thought for a while. “Well-behaved.”

“That’s great.” Zhou Dequan had a wicked smile. “Continue to keep an eye on him, don’t let him thwart my plans.”

Subordinate: “Everything is done according to Brother Six’s orders.”

Zhou Dequan leaned lazily on the seat, his fingers stroking along the leather surface of the seat. “Drive faster, I’m getting restless and impatient already…” After that, he started to sing. “The moon at the Mid-Autumn Festival is round and round… The little beauty lies on my bed, on my bed…”

In the silence, that voice sounded chilly even to the bone.

…

In a villa in the suburbs.

The security guard outside the villa saw Zhou Dequan’s car from a distance and picked up his walkie-talkie to talk.

“Brother Six is back. Make sure everything inside is alright.”

“Roger!”

The gates opened and Zhou Dequan wound down the car window, asking his subordinate who was also the security officer to his villa, “Where is she?”

The security officer lowered his head and took a look inside. “We have acted according to your orders by putting her inside the glass house!” he said nervously in a low tone.

Zhou Dequan smiled satisfactorily in a lewd way. “All brothers who helped out tonight will be rewarded!”

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