Duncan’s smile deepened.
Well, the handsome Asian with beautiful black hair seemed completely unaware of this customary flirting tactic, his eyes wide and his expression blank.
He was so stiff that he hardly seemed like a young man.
Yan Chuan only understood what Duncan was saying when he caught a glimpse of the amusement flickering in Duncan’s eyes.
He felt a bit speechless, biting his lip repeatedly.
What on earth was this person doing?!
Yan Chuan couldn’t help but glare at Duncan a few times.
At this moment, Duncan remembered to act like a “gentleman.”
His tone became slightly apologetic as he said to Yan Chuan, “I’m sorry.”
“Though when I first saw you, I felt you seemed familiar…” The handsome man with blue eyes smiled, “If we had met before, I surely wouldn’t have let you forget me.”
“After all,” his gaze deepened, with an implied meaning, “the chance of seeing a beautiful black-haired boy is just too small.”
Westerners tended to have a more mature appearance, with prominent bone structure, and Duncan was even more pronounced in this regard.
He was tall and broad-shouldered, with long legs that dwarfed the slender black-haired Asian.
The current posture highlighted the difference in their physiques, seemingly a deliberate display on Duncan’s part. However, the beautiful Asian across from him appeared tense, curling his shoulders as he pressed his back against the wall.
Perhaps Duncan’s words were too ambiguous. The shy Asian averted his face, his cheeks slightly flushed.
[Uh, what do you want to use to capture our little darling?]
[185+? 20+? Without these, there’s no way to categorize you, you know]
[But I have to say, a type like you who doesn’t speak human language is really not on the list for potential partners…]
[There have been confident people like that before; soon, they witnessed their partners getting kissed by someone else.]
Yan Chuan was still quite displeased.
“You can just say what you want. I need to go back to the room with Ashu.” His tone, now slightly irritated after realizing he was being teased, was stiff: “Are you suspecting I’m the culprit behind the missing car?”
He had no idea how he had provoked Duncan with his words.
Duncan raised an eyebrow, “You two are sleeping together?”
Yan Chuan: …
“That’s not the point,” even though Yan Chuan’s temperament had been honed quite well, he still felt a bit flustered hearing this: “I was asking if you were questioning whether I or Ashu was responsible for this!”
He raised his voice slightly, sounding a bit anxious.
And there was a hint of inexplicable guilt.
Why was their conversation getting so strange?
“Then you are sleeping together…” Duncan confirmed his thought on his own, wearing a strange expression.
The handsome man with the deep gaze bluntly pointed out: “You seem not to have listened to what I said.”
Yan Chuan pressed his lips together, ultimately remaining silent.
He merely nodded and muttered, “Hmm.”
It was… because last night he was a bit worried about what might happen, and then he heard Duncan saying all sorts of things while refusing to clarify.
Yan Chuan felt justified in his reasoning.
He wasn’t particularly bold, and being cold at night, and Ashu’s charm, naturally led him to agree to Ashu’s request.
But now, looking at Duncan’s expression… he suddenly felt like he had done something inappropriate.
Duncan looked at him as though he were a misguided youth who had strayed from the right path.
“Stop!”
Yan Chuan frowned and called out this phrase while trying to dispel such strange thoughts from his mind.
“He is my employee,” Yan Chuan forced himself to explain: “Isn’t it normal to share a room?”
Moreover, when he said “sleeping together,” it simply meant sharing the same bed in a very innocent way.
Ignoring the fact that Yan Chuan treated Ashu like a human-shaped pillow, last night was extremely innocent.
Of course, it wasn’t something that Duncan’s type of mind could comprehend.
“Alright,” seeing that Duncan seemed about to say something again, Yan Chuan quickly changed the subject: “Do you have any suspects regarding this matter?”
Duncan paused for a moment, shaking his head: “No.”
With a puzzled expression, Yan Chuan stared at Duncan, who shrugged his shoulders, showing a helpless expression.
“There are no cameras in the hotel,” he said calmly, “but since it has been done, there will definitely be traces left, don’t you think?”
Yan Chuan hesitantly nodded.
He didn’t know why, but suddenly he remembered the messy footprints he had seen on the stairs that morning.
Deliberately, they had cleaned up the traces in the lobby but left the footprints on the stairs blatantly visible.
The footprints didn’t even show the shape of the foot.
“Of course, that obedient employee of yours is also very suspicious,” Duncan casually remarked. “I really doubt him.”
Yan Chuan furrowed his brow: “Why?”
Why was he always fixated on Ashu?
Duncan bluntly replied: “Because he is the only other person who has encountered the truck apart from us.”
“Of course,” his eyes lingered on Yan Chuan’s pale cheeks. “He certainly doesn’t look like a good person.”
In front of the beautiful young shopkeeper, he was all flustered, practically inseparable, trying to appear courteous, which looked very suspicious no matter how you viewed it.
He even found a “legitimate reason” to accompany the timid shopkeeper.
The Asian shopkeeper seemed quite timid and delicate; if the vigorous employee had any ill intentions, he would likely have no ability to refuse.
Just like now, being cornered by someone with ulterior motives.
As Duncan thought of this, he couldn’t help feeling a bit subtly displeased.
After all, Ashu had indeed… repaired their vehicle.
Yan Chuan automatically ignored the latter part of Duncan’s words, which had happened yesterday when he first entered the script.
He instinctively wanted to counter.
“But,” Yan Chuan thought for a moment, “doesn’t that mean that kid also…”
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