Chapter 255: Chapter 255: Returning Home to Inherit a Billion-Dollar Fortune
Ye Xian stopped her and pulled Cary into the bathroom, locking the door behind them.
“Is she the fan you slept with?”
Cary stood against the wall, head down, fidgeting like a child who’d done something wrong.
But that expression, that tone, why did it resemble my fan so much?
Ye Xian suppressed her doubts, “Are you being audacious or just not picky with your choices? Let’s not even talk about how serious the consequences of sleeping with a fan can be, that girl looks like she’s still in high school, underage—do you have no scruples?”
“That’s not it!” Cary rubbed his hair in irritation, wanting to explain but unable to refute, “I don’t know what happened, I don’t even know her. I had too much to drink last night, and this morning, needing to pee woke me up. When I wanted to head to the bathroom, I saw someone lying next to me, nearly scared me to death!”
Ye Xian: “…It wasn’t arranged by you?”
“Of course not!” Cary looked up at her, angry and innocent, “Ye Xian, what kind of person do you take me for? Even if I am lecherous, there are plenty of female celebrities chasing me in the entertainment industry, why would I engage with an underage fan—I must be crazy!”
That’s true, Cary had always been capricious but never did anything too outrageous, nor did he have any particular fetishes.
And last night, she had taken him back to the hotel around one o’clock, he was completely drunk, barely conscious—how could he have done such a thing?
“So what exactly happened? A girl appears out of nowhere in your room, you couldn’t possibly be completely unaware, right? Think hard about it.”
Ye Xian patted his forehead, as if trying to knock some sense into Cary.
In an instant, fragments of memory surged through Cary’s mind.
“I remember… you took me back to the hotel, and then you left. I tossed and turned on the bed when I suddenly heard knocking. I thought you had come back, so I opened the door, and it seemed like a small figure came in… And after that, I can’t remember anything.”
“You can’t remember?”
Ye Xian frowned, beginning to doubt whether or not anything had actually happened between them.
Anyone with common sense knows that a truly drunk man is incapable of having relations; “drunken mistakes” are generally excuses made by men who are somewhat conscious and weak-willed to justify their errors.
“Did you do anything to her at all?”
Cary: “I, I can’t remember anything, I just know when I woke up, she was hugging my neck, telling me: she… she belonged to me…”
Ye Xian: “You didn’t feel anything?”
Cary: “What can a man feel!”
Something seemed quite off.
First off, it was the girl who came knocking. Why would she knock in the middle of the night? And how did she know Cary was in the hotel? This was a highly confidential five-star hotel that ordinary people couldn’t simply enter unless they were… tenants.
Secondly, Cary was totally wasted, barely conscious; whether or not anything happened was based solely on the girl’s word.
In such a situation, and considering the girl’s age, based on Ye Xian’s years of experience in the entertainment industry, it should be…
“What should I do, Ye Xian, you have to think of something! I don’t even know her, how can I be responsible? If I don’t take responsibility, she has intimate photos with me on her phone, once this comes out, my star career is totally ruined! I’ll have to go home and inherit a fortune!”