After conquering three male protagonists, the substitute Shura field

After a busy day, Shu Yan was so tired that her toes started to ache. She felt as if her whole body was as tired as if she had been hanging on a wire for a whole day.

She changed into comfortable slippers and went into the bathroom to remove her makeup.

Just as she finished wiping off half of her makeup, the system suddenly came online and said in her ear: [Host! Shen Baichuan is downstairs from you! ]

Shen Baichuan?

Shu Yan paused while removing her makeup, "What is he doing here?"

Having said that, she walked out of the bathroom, went to the window and looked down without turning on the light.

Under the street lights, the black Maybach was not conspicuous, but the face revealed in the open window made people stay for two more seconds.

Shen Baichuan still had the same look as at the banquet, with not much change.

However, the tie that was originally tied around his neck was pulled down by him, leaving only a section of the white collar of his shirt standing neatly on both sides.

The pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose look even more elegant under the light of the street lamp.

The man sat upright in the back seat, with deep eyebrows, a high nose and thin lips. He looked both dignified and reserved.

It gives you the visual sense of a wealthy and powerful boss.

However, Shu Yan was wondering, what was Shen Baichuan doing downstairs of her house at this time instead of going home?

You're not here to just sit there and wait for something to happen, are you?

While she was thinking, Shen Baichuan seemed to notice something and raised his eyes upwards.

Shu Yan quickly took two steps to the side and avoided his sight.

The next second, the cell phone in the room suddenly rang, and the man downstairs held the phone to his ear with one hand.

Shen Baichuan's call.

But Shu Yan didn't receive it immediately.

After removing her makeup and applying the facial mask, she washed her hands, walked to the bed, picked up her cell phone, and called Shen Baichuan back.

As if he knew she would call, Shen Baichuan quickly picked up the phone, "Are you done?"

Shu Yan looked at herself in the mirror with a facial mask on, and said, "No, I just came out of the bathroom and saw a missed call from Mr. Shen. I was afraid that Mr. Shen had something to ask me, so I called back."

After a pause, she asked, "Mr. Shen, why are you calling so late? Is there something wrong?"

The lights on the second floor were still on, and the warm light was diffused a little, like the soft light on her body.

Shen Baichuan retracted his gaze: "I'm downstairs from you."

A woman's surprised voice came from the other side, followed by footsteps, and then a figure appeared at the window on the second floor. The woman opened the window and looked downstairs. The surprised voice sounded again: "Mr. Shen, you didn't go home!"

The host had clearly noticed Shen Baichuan's presence a long time ago, but he pretended to have just realized it. He is indeed an actor.

The system smacked its lips for a few words, and then Shen Baichuan's voice was heard: "I miss you a lot. We haven't talked much today, so I wanted to come and see you. Also..."

He paused for a moment before continuing, "I have something to tell you. Can you open the door and let me in?"

Now that things have come to this, if I don’t open the door, it will seem like I’m losing touch with your favorability.

There is no reason to kick out the male protagonist who comes to the door to gain points.

But Shu Yan still hesitated: "Now? It's already early in the morning, a bit late..."

Shen Baichuan was silent for a moment, then chuckled: "I was a little abrupt, let's do it next time. I'm already satisfied that we were able to talk today."

As he spoke, his voice inevitably sounded a little more lonely.

It was quiet downstairs, with only the occasional croaking of frogs highlighting the good ecology of this villa area.

The street lights above his head were still emitting warm light, but somehow, the light now scattered across the body of the car, forming a shadow that made him look extremely desolate.

Shu Yan looked up at the sky and thought, the weather is really bad. In this situation, there should be at least a little drizzle to enhance the atmosphere.

She pretended to be embarrassed, but finally compromised and said, "Mr. Shen, wait a minute! I'll come down and open the door now!"

There was a sudden busy tone from the other end of the phone. Shen Baichuan looked at the phone page and curled the corners of his lips silently.

He opened the car door and got out, straightening his clothes. Shu Yan had already opened the door.

The two were not far apart, but neither of them moved.

After a while, Shu Yan took a step back and said to Shen Baichuan with a smile: "Mr. Shen, come in."

Shen Baichuan walked into the room.

This was his second time to come to Shu Yan's house. The last time he came, it was under the pretext of Chinese painting.

Shu Yan had just changed into her home clothes, a white suspender nightgown. As she walked, the hem of her skirt swayed like a blooming lotus.

She went to the bathroom on the first floor, took off the mask and washed her face. Then she took a cup of warm water and handed it to Shen Baichuan. Shu Yan sat down on the sofa opposite.

She also poured herself a glass and took a sip. Then she looked at Shen Baichuan and asked, "It's so late, Mr. Shen, what do you want to tell me?"

Shu Yan estimated that it shouldn't be a big deal.

Shen Baichuan's eyes fell on Shu Yan. The woman had taken off her makeup and her face was very plain.

Her facial features are clearly revealed, and even without makeup, she is still able to make people fall in love with her.

Shen Baichuan couldn't help but think of the scene when she and Li Zhaoqing came down from upstairs together.

He took a sip of water and quietly suppressed the unhappiness in his heart.

"Shu Yan, am I out?"

Shu Yan was stunned. What did he mean? Was Shen Baichuan speaking so directly now?

Out? Out of what? Why didn't she know?

Shu Yan looked at Shen Baichuan in confusion: "What is Mr. Shen talking about? Why don't I understand?"

Stroking the edge of the water glass with his fingers, Shen Baichuan lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes obscuring the emotions in his eyes, so Shu Yan could not see clearly.

After a while, Shen Baichuan raised his head again and looked at Shu Yan.

"The marks on Li Zhaoqing's neck." He stopped there and didn't say it too clearly, leaving a lot of room for Shu Yan's imagination.

"What's wrong with the marks on my neck? What does Mr. Shen want to ask? How did the marks appear? Or do you want to know what happened between Li Zhaoqing and I in the room? Or is it, as Li Zhaoqing said, the marks left by an intimate act?"

Shu Yan spoke a series of questions, all of which were the questions Shen Baichuan wanted to ask.

The woman had a faint smile on her face and looked at him casually.

In fact, she is really smart, especially when it comes to matters between men and women. Any tentative words can make her instantly understand what the other person wants to find out.

But this time, Shen Baichuan was destined to disappoint her.

Although he really wanted to know what happened between the two of them in the room, he was more afraid that he would be eliminated.

So he shook his head and denied Shu Yan's questions: "None of them. I just want to ask you, can I get the same thing as him?"

The same thing, what is it?

A white light suddenly flashed through Shu Yan's brain, and then she felt that it was unlikely. Shen Baichuan shouldn't be so perverted, right?