Chapter 89 Was This Really Done by Chu Tian?

A sharp cry suddenly rang out, jolting Chu Tian awake at once.

“Seventh Sister, are you trying to frighten me to death?”

Chu Tian looked at his seventh senior sister by the bedside, still bleary-eyed with sleep.

“What exactly did you do last night?”

Zhao Ling’er wore a face of frost, as though she were seething with rage.

At her words, Chu Tian was instantly roused.

He had told none of his senior sisters about what happened the previous night, and he had also forbidden Han Bao from speaking of it to outsiders, lest the sisters worry.

But looking at Zhao Ling’er’s menacing manner now, could it be that she had learned he had gone to Tai Chi Mountain last night, and that Wu Xingyan had not died?

The sisters had finally managed to escape Wu Xingyan’s control. If they found out that he was still alive, fear and turmoil would surely rise in them once more.

“Seventh Sister, y-you... why are you so angry? What exactly did I do?”

Chu Tian chose his words carefully, feeling more and more that her fury had nothing to do with Wu Xingyan. So he tried a cautious probe.

“Still pretending not to know?”

Zhao Ling’er shot him a glare, then hurled the object in her hand at him.

Chu Tian did not dodge, for he could tell at a glance that what she had thrown was light as a feather and possessed no real force.

In the next instant, a pink lace brassiere slapped straight across Chu Tian’s face.

“Seventh Sister, throwing your undergarments at my face first thing in the morning doesn’t seem very appropriate.”

Chu Tian tugged the brassiere down, a trace of embarrassment flickering across his face.

“And you have nothing at all to explain?”

Zhao Ling’er frowned.

“Explain what?”

Chu Tian lowered his head and examined the undergarment in his hand.

What had once been neat and tidy was now stained and disordered, as though it had been carefully handled for quite some time.

What was most outrageous of all was that there was even a tear in it, about the size of a walnut.

“Why was my undergarment in your room, and why... why has it ended up like this?”

Zhao Ling’er had only come to wake Chu Tian. She had not expected that the moment she stepped into his bedroom, she would find a familiar undergarment lying on the floor.

She picked it up for a look, and it was indeed the one she had lost the night before.

“Seventh Sister, I only came home in the middle of the night today, and the moment I got back I fell asleep. This undergarment really was not ruined by me.”

Chu Tian cried out in grievance. How could he possibly have stolen Seventh Sister’s undergarment? Even if he had wanted to steal it, he would never have left such damning evidence behind.

“Hmph. If it wasn’t you, then who else could it be?”

“And if this undergarment showed up in your room, how do you explain that?”

Zhao Ling’er demanded.

Chu Tian was left speechless.

He truly did want to get to the bottom of it. No outsiders had come into the villa, so who on earth had made the undergarment so filthy?

Most importantly, there was actually a walnut-sized hole in it. What had pierced that hole? It was enough to set anyone’s imagination running wild.

By this point, the commotion in the room had already drawn the others over.

“Seventh Sister, what are you all arguing about? We could hear you making a racket first thing in the morning.”

Led by Liu Qingxue, the women all poured into Chu Tian’s room.

“Big Sister, just look at what Little Tian has done to my undergarment!”

Zhao Ling’er pouted and hurriedly complained.

Hearing the accusation from his seventh senior sister, Chu Tian still looked utterly baffled.

At that, all the women turned their eyes to Chu Tian.

More precisely, their eyes fell upon the undergarment in his hand.

“Little Tian, tell Big Sister honestly: did you really do this to that undergarment?”

“Little Tian, if you truly needed something, you could have come to Second Sister. My styles are far more varied. There was absolutely no need to go steal Seventh Sister’s undergarment.”

“Little Tian, as a man, the most important thing is to dare to own up.”

“Little Tian, even if it really were you, Fourth Sister wouldn’t blame you.”

“Alas, Sixth Sister has nothing to say. It’s just that this undergarment has been made far too dirty. I’m afraid Seventh Sister won’t be able to wear it again.”

“It’s already torn with a hole in it. I don’t want to wear this thing again!”

The six sisters sighed one after another, and among them, the one most worked up was naturally Seventh Sister herself, the person directly involved.

“Sisters, I swear to heaven, this was absolutely not my doing!”

Chu Tian was flushed with anger, and instinctively gripped the undergarment tighter in his hand.

Yet the women still stared at him, their expressions somewhat complicated.

“Little Tian, if you say you didn’t do it, then how will you prove it?”

Lin Qinghan sighed. She wanted to believe Chu Tian too, but the evidence was right in front of them. How could he possibly deny it now?

“This... this hole in the undergarment is so small, and it’s completely unlike my size. How could it possibly be my doing?”

Chu Tian’s face turned red as he was forced to reveal a shocking secret.

At once, the women’s faces all reddened as well.

Different in size?

Really different?

A walnut-sized hole was already not small at all!

“Quick, go fetch Qingqiu.”

Liu Qingxue quickly turned and instructed the others.

“I’ll go right now.”

Zhao Ling’er was the first to react, hurrying out of the room.

“How is Qingqiu also in the villa?”

Chu Tian looked startled, as though he had not quite caught up.

“What is it? You’re embarrassed because Qingqiu discovered your secret?”

Ye Binglan did not know whether to laugh or to scold him.

“No, I already said it wasn’t me. And besides, why are you bringing Qingqiu over?”

Chu Tian was speechless.

“Didn’t you say the hole in the undergarment wasn’t the right size for you?”

Liu Qingxue hesitated for a moment, then said with feigned seriousness, “We’re bringing Qingqiu over so she can prove it for you.”

Prove it?

How were they supposed to prove it?

Chu Tian’s expression grew even stranger.

A short while later, Zhao Ling’er really did return with Wei Qingqiu.

“Seventh Sister, what do you want me to prove?”

Wei Qingqiu’s face was already red. Under the gazes of her six senior sisters, this was simply too embarrassing.

“Qingqiu, I know it’s awkward, but this matter can only rely on you.”

Qin Shiya did not know how to bring it up, and could only encourage her in an indirect way.

At those words, Wei Qingqiu quickly glanced at Chu Tian, then turned her eyes to the tattered undergarment.

“Well? Was it really Little Tian who did this?”

Gao Haiting asked with open curiosity, eager to know the truth.

It was not just her. All the women wanted the truth, and every one of them fixed an inquisitive gaze on Wei Qingqiu, waiting for her answer.

“I... I don’t know!”

Wei Qingqiu stammered, too shy to get the words out.

“Qingqiu, how can you not know?”

“Among us, you’re the one who knows Little Tian’s size best!”

Zhao Ling’er gave a playful smile, teasing her on purpose.

Within the span of only a few minutes, the focus of everyone’s attention seemed to have changed.

Shouldn’t they be trying to catch the thief who stole the undergarment?

Why were they all discussing Chu Tian’s size instead?

Could it be that the size of Chu Tian’s... instrument of crime was really that important?