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The dynamic music and the boiling crowd filled the entire luxury club with an atmosphere of erosive joy. A beautiful woman in a revealing bunny girl costume lowered her head slightly, holding an empty tray, carefully avoiding the crowd and walking back to the bar .

"Xiaotong, what's wrong with you tonight? Are you always in a daze? Are you feeling unwell?" Another woman dressed as a bunny girl pulled her into a corner and asked in a low voice with concern.

No matter how delicate the makeup is, it's hard to hide the loneliness and lack of spirit in her eyes, "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired."

Yes, she was very tired, as if she was carrying a heavy shackle, she could hardly breathe, and she couldn't control her thoughts when she thought about what happened during the day.

She clearly remembered that when she returned to the dressing room with the shirt she bought for Su Yalun full of joy, she was stunned by the scene in front of her. The man with emerald green eyes as noble as a prince was about to Leaning down on the sleeping Su Yalun and kissing his lips, at that moment she felt her throat was blocked, she couldn't speak or breathe normally, her heart felt as if she had been stabbed so hard that even her head All dizzy.

When the man saw her coming in, he raised his head and looked at her. Just that one glance made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave. Until now, she could still clearly feel the biting cold.

"Who is he? What is his relationship with Aaron? Aaron, is he..." This question kept circling in her mind, so that she was distracted all night.

"Xiaotong, someone is looking for you." A bartender suddenly called out to her, and Xuetong put down the tray in her hand and walked over.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" she just walked over when she was dragged into a small rest area full of sundries by covering her mouth with a hand.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you for the time being." Another man standing next to him lit a cigarette and took a puff, with a mocking sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the familiar face, Xuetong was stunned and no longer struggled, but her face became paler and she let go of the hand covering her. She stood there, her body trembling slightly.

"But if you don't pay off the debt, then we won't be so kind. This is the last warning." The man glanced at her coldly and was about to leave with a black bag in his hand. Xuetong looked at the man The bag in his hand suddenly became excited, and the courage he didn't know where he came from unexpectedly rushed towards the man.

The man beside Xuetong quickly pulled her arm and threw Xuetong away, "What are you doing? Do you want to die?" The man's face turned cold.

"No, no, my bag, you can't take my ID in it." Xuetong Ninja sat up in pain and quickly explained.

The man sneered: "I haven't seen the certificate, but there is something I am very concerned about." The man reached into Xuetong's purse and took out something and shook it.

"Well, that's not something important." Xuetong couldn't help trembling slightly.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" The man bent down and reached out to pinch her chin with such strength that it was about to crush her jaw. "You are too young to play tricks in front of me. Tell you, if you still can't get that If the money is paid off, we will sell you and your father to places that need you. Your father's old thing is considered light if he loses a finger. I don't know how many organs in his body can be sold. As for You..." The man glanced obscenely at her towering, half-exposed breasts, and the meaning in his smile was self-evident.

Leaving the purse beside Xuetong, the man squeezed the memory card in his hand and walked away. Xuetong was lying on the ground and her whole body was cold. She was so flustered and at a loss that she couldn't help but burst into tears.

"What should I do? What should I do? Aaron, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my carelessness, it's all my fault, what should I do?" Her mind was in a mess, she took out her phone from her bag and dialed it with trembling hands Called Su Yalun.

"Xuetong?" Su Yalun had just drank milk and was about to go to bed. He didn't expect Xuetong to call him so late.

Xuetong's voice was a little anxious: "I'm sorry, Aaron, it's all my fault, I took your photo, photo..."

"What photo?" Su Yalun was stunned.

"Someone secretly took your photo when you were taking a nap in the afternoon. I came here to return it to you, but, but... Aaron, I'm sorry, the photo was taken away by them, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

During the day, Xuetong, who was stunned by the scene of Diris kissing Su Yalun, didn't pay attention for a while, but unexpectedly, she panicked and strayed into the men's bathroom. Just when she woke up and wanted to exit, she heard someone in the bathroom. A moaning voice called Su Yalun's name.

At that moment, the foot she had withdrawn came back in a strange way, and the gasping sound that made people blush and heartbeat and the voice calling Aaron's name over and over again prompted her to push open the concealed bathroom door.

The man sitting on the toilet seat was full of excitement doing nasty things to the photos on the camera in his hand. The sudden appearance of Xuetong startled the man, and the camera in his hand fell to the ground without holding it firmly. The camera screen was facing Xuetong. The sleeping figure on the screen was so familiar that Xuetong couldn't help being angry for a moment. She picked up the camera on the ground and raised her foot to slap the ugly thing that was exposed by the man. Stepping on it hard, she ran out of the bathroom with the camera amidst the screams.

Xuetong bit her lower lip, she was still unable to speak out what she saw, should she say to Su Yalun: I saw you being secretly photographed, I saw you being kissed by a man, I saw you being... ....?

"It's Rosen, a photographer in his company. I found out that he secretly took photos of you while you were sleeping. I originally wanted to return the memory card to you. It's your thing. How could they Can you take it away? I'm sorry Aaron, it's all my fault, I...", she still couldn't tell the whole truth.

"It's just a few photos. It's okay. It won't cause me any loss. Don't blame yourself."

"But they are 'Arc de Triomphe'! They, they are not good people, you..." Xuetong was a little excited but hesitated to speak, she didn't want Su Yalun to ask her about the relationship between her and 'Arch de Triomphe' How could she have the face to say that she was in debt and even being approached?If it wasn't for her goddamn father, how could she be in such a mess?

He smiled lightly and didn't really care, "It's just a photo, and it's nothing unusual, and I'm just a small person, nothing will happen, don't be nervous, I haven't thank you for your shirt yet Woolen cloth."

Perhaps Su Yalun's tone was too relaxed, so Xuetong's mood gradually became less chaotic, "It's nothing, I was the one who stained your shirt."

"Don't think too much, girls should go to bed early, will you go to the company tomorrow? I'll treat you to dinner at noon, okay?" He couldn't return the money for the shirt, so he chose another way to repay her favor .

"Okay." There was a slight blush on Xuetong's face, and Su Yalun's soft and gentle voice seemed to melt her.

But at noon the next day, what he waited for was not the Xuetong who was always shy in front of him, but the police.

"Mr. Su, when was the last time you saw the victim?" There was only him and a policeman in plain clothes in the office.

"Yesterday at noon"

"Has there been any unpleasantness since you met?"

Su Yalun raised his indifferent eyes to look at the policeman, "No."

"We checked the victim's communication records, and it shows that the victim's last call was with you. May I ask what you said?"

"She gave me a shirt as compensation for soiling my shirt during the day, so I asked her to have lunch with her today." Su Yalun didn't wait for the lawyer to come, he could have said nothing at first, but for some reason, his current Feeling inexplicably heavy.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Su, we are sorry to bother you, and we are also very sorry about Miss Xuetong's death. Please condolences." The policeman stood up and prepared to leave.

"She, what is she..." Su Yalun said suddenly.

"The victim's home showed no signs of intrusion or struggle, and we also found that the victim owed a large amount of debt, so we preliminarily concluded that the victim committed suicide." The police handed over an enlarged photo.

In the photo, Xuetong is wearing a long white dress and leaning peacefully beside the bathtub in the bathroom, her slender wrist cut a hideous wound, the whole tank of water was dyed dazzling red, her face without blood It is a white lotus, blooming with beauty that does not belong to this world.

The policeman standing aside never left Su Yalun's eyes. He never let go of Su Yalun's every expression and every movement, like a hunter examining his prey.

"You think there is something unreasonable in this matter, so you want to find out that unreasonable, and then prove that she didn't commit suicide? Do you think I killed her?" Su Yalun looked up at the policeman.

The four eyes met, and a meaningful smile floated on the handsome face of the policeman, "There are too many irrational places in this world. It's not that I'm full and have nothing to do, but you, Mr. Su, don't everyone suffer from amnesia after a car crash. To have had such a bizarre experience like you."

"As her ex-boyfriend, there is nothing wrong with you investigating me, but please pay attention to the scale, I think I have the right to protect my privacy."

"Of course, this is your due right."

"You guys are investigating me like this and reacting so strongly to me. I'm wondering if I've been involved in something I haven't discovered yet?"

The policeman's expression suddenly turned cold, and he stared at the corner of Su Yalun's mouth with a sneer, "Are you too sensitive or are you guilty? Mr. Su Yalun Su, we now suspect that you are related to a murder case, please cooperate with our investigation .”

Surprise flashed in Su Yalun's eyes, but he calmed down quickly: "I've been cooperating with you all the time, haven't I? I still want to answer you now, otherwise I won't say another word before my lawyer comes."

"There is a photographer named Rosen in your company. His eyes were gouged out and he was bled to death last night." The policeman's voice became hard and cold.

Hearing this name suddenly, Su Yalun couldn't help being stunned. If he remembered correctly, Xuetong told him last night that the photographer who secretly took pictures of him was named Luo Sen!

"Do you know this person?" The policeman, who was always watching Su Yalun's reaction, immediately became alert.

"From now on, I will keep silent until my lawyer arrives. For this kind of thing, if I say a wrong word, I will never recover. I hope you can understand. If there is nothing else, please go back." Su Yalun made a send guest's actions.

The policeman squinted his eyes at Su Yalun for a while, then turned and left, "You better not have done anything, otherwise..." He did not forget to leave a warning before going out.

Sighing, Su Yalun couldn't help but smile wryly, has the ominousness he had foreseen finally begun?But he doesn't even know who he is, he is like a duckweed in the sea, he has nothing to rely on and can only be at the mercy of others.

what can he doSo unwilling, so unwilling, whether it is the Su family, Lin Xu, Ai Bolin, or Diris, he accepts everything and everyone, and he tries hard to tell himself that he is Su Yalun He deserves to bear everything about Su Yalun, but he is still not Su Yalun, and he obviously has no memory, but from the moment he woke up as Su Yalun, he knew that he was like a thief, stealing everything from Su Yalun, even Still accept it with peace of mind.

He wanted to get rid of all the shackles, but in the end he was still trapped in this body, how could he be willing?How willing? !

As if responding to his anger, the glass products in the entire office cracked in an instant, and the glass window behind Su Yalun cracked like a spider web. The cracked glass window reflected Su Yalun's fragmented face, exquisite and beautiful. There was a trace of gloomy hostility on his face, and a pair of amber eyes shone with a strangely beautiful light.

"Ah!" Suddenly, a sharp stabbing pain swept from Su Yalun's brain to his whole body, and he fell to the ground with his head in his arms and his face full of pain.

"Aaron?!" Su Mingrui, who was about to question him, just walked to the door of the office when he heard Su Yalun's howling in pain. He hurriedly opened the door and saw Su Yalun curled up on the ground in pain. What question? After being left behind, he rushed over to pick up Su Yalun, "Call an ambulance, quickly call an ambulance!"