Honest Beta gets scammed

In the surveillance footage.

After He Xiangchen entered, he casually glanced around before his gaze finally settled on the row of metal storage cabinets.

He strode over and examined the nameplates on each cabinet door, finally stopping in front of Li Qing's cabinet.

Immediately afterwards, He Xiangchen took out a key from his pocket, inserted it into the lock, and with a "click," Li Qing's cabinet door was opened once again.

Zhang Chen: "..."

This really needs a combination lock, otherwise there's absolutely no privacy!

After opening the cabinet door, He Xiangchen bent down slightly and reached in to lift out two takeout bags with the milk tea shop's logo printed on them.

He picked up the bag, held it up and examined it closely. Even through the screen, Zhang Chen could clearly see the undisguised disgust on his face.

After his initial disdain, He Xiangchen reached into the two tattered bags and rummaged around for a while, quickly pulling out the object wrapped in black cloth.

He unfolded the black cloth, revealing a watch inside.

He Xiangchen didn't even glance at it, casually stuffing the watch into his pocket. Then, as if throwing away trash, he tossed Li Qing's two precious milk tea bags back into the cabinet and neatly closed the cabinet door.

The movements were fluid and graceful.

After finishing everything, He Xiangchen turned around to leave, but when he reached the door, he suddenly stopped.

Suddenly, he looked around frantically like a startled rabbit, his gaze finally settling on a private changing room in the corner. He dashed over, slipped inside, and gently closed the door behind him.

The moment he disappeared, the door to the lounge was pushed open.

Li Qing walked in, said a few words to Liu Yu behind him, and then Liu Yu turned and left, leaving Li Qing alone.

Zhang Chen glanced at the time in the bottom right corner of the screen subconsciously.

6: 59.

Li Qing will be off work in one minute.

Zhang Chen's heart skipped a beat; he seemed to have already guessed what was going to happen next.

Sure enough, in the scene, Li Qing walked straight to his locker, opened the door, and took out his clothes.

Then, carrying his clothes, he walked towards... the locker room.

Li Qing closed the locker room door, and the surveillance cameras could no longer see what was inside. Zhang Chen remained silent for a moment.

About a minute later, the locker room door opened.

Li Qing, dressed in his own clothes, walked out and closed the door behind him. There was nothing unusual on his face. Because it was time to leave work, his steps seemed even lighter, and he quickly left the break room.

Two full minutes later, the locker room door was pushed open from the inside once again.

He Xiangchen silently walked out from inside.

The surveillance footage didn't show his expression clearly, but when he reached the door, He Xiangchen suddenly stopped, stood still for a few seconds, then raised his hand, seemingly touching his face, looking somewhat stiff.

The next second, he turned around and walked to the table next to him, grabbed a few tissues, wiped his face haphazardly, and then quickly left the lounge when no one was around.

Zhang Chen: "..."

His face once again contorted with the expression of "an elderly person on the subway looking at their phone".

Recalling the lazy, composed, and aloof emperor-like demeanor someone displayed in the private room earlier;

Then compare it with the figure in the surveillance footage who sneaks around, unlocks the door, hides, and finally flees in panic...

Zhang Chen simply couldn't connect the two.

Is this the same person?!

Originally, when Zhang Chen saw that He Xiangchen did not stop Yang An from searching Li Qing's closet, and even came to watch the fun, he secretly thought to himself: He Xiangchen really is a top-notch player. He loses interest as quickly as he gets bored, and his feelings come and go just as fast.

The results of it?

It turns out they had already taken care of everything privately!

Yunlai didn't come to see Li Qing's misfortune, he came to see Yang An's misfortune!

Instead of finding clarity after realizing this, Zhang Chen became even more confused.

No, after all this work, what's the point? What is the boss even doing?

Zhang Chen silently turned his head and exchanged a glance with the staff member next to him who also looked puzzled.

Their eyes met, and then they both closed their eyes instantly, as if they couldn't bear to look.

Could it be... a tsundere?

Surely not? He's thirty years old, surely not...

Zhang Chen: ……

Seriously, boss? Being arrogant isn't fashionable anymore these days!

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Chen and the staff exchanged glances. After a long silence, Zhang Chen spoke.

"...keep quiet."

"Absolutely."

……

He Xiangchen was unaware that his performance art had been completely exposed to his subordinates.

He told the others to go back to their private rooms and continue playing, while he went to the terrace alone to smoke.

The cool evening breeze calmed his somewhat agitated mind a little.

He originally intended to deal with Li Qing according to Yang An's script today.

But he felt that this method was not enough to vent his anger.

If he goes to the hospital even once, I'm not kidding, that really shortens his lifespan, literally.

If things had gone according to the original script, Li Qing's fate would not have been commensurate with his losses!

If he wants to take revenge on Li Qing, it must be an injury of the same level. At the very least, he must make that stupid country bumpkin cry and repent in front of him!

He Xiangchen took a deep drag of his cigarette, slowly exhaling white smoke, his eyelids drooping.

"Looking for me?"

His voice was slightly hoarse, and He Xiangchen didn't turn his head.

After a brief silence, slightly hurried footsteps sounded behind me.

Yang An has been hiding here for a while.

"Brother Xiangchen..."

Yang An stepped forward and stood not far behind He Xiangchen, looking somewhat nervous.

Earlier in the private room, he was blinded by jealousy and anger. Only after returning to the private room and calming down did he belatedly realize that his pretense had been full of flaws.

Looking at the eyes of the spoiled young men around him, Yang An knew that some of them might have already noticed his secret feelings for He Xiangchen.

He felt a surge of anxiety.

He Xiangchen loves to have fun, and people come and go around him, but he has an unwritten rule—he doesn't eat the grass near his own nest.

He also has an extreme aversion to any woman from his neighborhood who has feelings for him.

This is something Yang An only learned after he squeezed into this entertainment circle.

He'd always been so good at pretending, but today...

If He Xiangchen has already figured it out, then he must do something to make amends.

He Xiangchen knew exactly what Yang An was thinking.

He turned his head slightly to look at the young man behind him, a casual smile on his handsome face.

Looking at his smile, Yang An felt a surge of heat in his heart, and his previously tense and uneasy heart suddenly felt a touch of romance.

He took a step forward, lowering his voice slightly: "I misunderstood today, Brother Xiangchen, I..."

He stopped abruptly before he could finish speaking.

The faint blush that had just appeared on her face vanished instantly, leaving her deathly pale.

Because He Xiangchen reached out his hand to him.

There was something lying in my palm.

That watch, which he "lost".

"Hey," He Xiangchen said with a smile, his tone as relaxed as if he were handing you a piece of candy, "I found it for you."

Yang An stood frozen in place, not going to answer.

He Xiangchen raised an eyebrow and stretched his hand forward again.

Yang An's eyes were unfocused. He swallowed hard before reaching out and taking the cold watch.

The item that should have been in Li Qing's cabinet is now in He Xiangchen's hands.

What this means is self-evident.

His failures were never an accident.

He Xiangchen looked at his pale face, casually stubbed out his cigarette on the trash can, and curled his lips into a not-so-relaxed smile.

"I hope this watch isn't really a gift from your sister."

As he spoke, he turned around without looking back and walked towards the terrace exit.

"Otherwise, she would most likely be heartbroken."