Strange in public! Trying to conceive in private! Pampered and kissed every night.

There is a shortcut back to the Forbidden City Mansion, a narrow path with no surveillance cameras and few people passing by.

Sometimes when she's in a rush, Song Xinya will take this shortcut.

Now, looking through the rearview mirror at the black Mercedes SUV that she couldn't shake off, she turned the steering wheel and drove onto a busy road with cameras on both sides.

Taking a deserted path in such a dangerous situation is practically suicide.

She's not that naive.

Song Xinya drove smoothly onto the main road and entered the residential area without incident.

There are security guards at the entrance of the residential area, and you need to register your license plate number and ID card number to enter and exit.

A black Mercedes SUV sped past the entrance of Zijin Huafu.

I don't know if I was going to take this route anyway, or if I had no choice but to leave after seeing that Song Xinya had already entered the residential area.

The next day, Song Xinya arrived at the company and received a bouquet of bright red roses.

Ninety-nine red roses were arranged in a heart shape, their vibrant petals layered together, sprayed with moist, fresh water vapor, making them very eye-catching.

Colleagues passing by couldn't help but tease him out of curiosity.

"Ms. Song, did Mr. Qin send you roses?"

"These are Tess Red Roses, with wine-red flowers and velvety petals. A single bouquet can be worth tens of thousands of yuan."

"What a generous gift! It's more valuable than gold. If an ordinary office worker received a bouquet like this, they'd be eating dirt for the next month. It must have been sent by a rich man like President Qin."

Zhao Yinian passed by Song Xinya's desk, glanced at the large bouquet of imported red roses, her expression displeased, and asked, "Did President Qin send these?"

Song Xinya wasn't sure if it was a gift from President Qin, but she immediately replied to Zhao Yinian, "It was a gift from President Qin."

Zhao Yinian's face grew even uglier, and she left dejectedly, her back view filled with sorrow.

Chen Siyan slid over and said, "I knew it was from President Qin, so I signed for it for you when the courier delivered it."

He was smug about his own initiative, his face practically screaming "Praise me!"

Song Xinya pushed the back of his chair: "The auspicious time has arrived, time to go to work, beautiful working woman."

Back at her desk, Song Xinya texted Qin Yuhe: [A female colleague at the company received flowers today, I'm so envious~]

Qin Yuhe: [I can deliver it to you too]

Song Xinya realized that the flowers were not from Qin Yuhe.

Who sent it?

Qin Yuhe was unaware that the female colleague in Song Xinya's message was herself, asking: "What kind of flowers do you want, roses? Tulips? Or sunflowers?"

There's already a large bouquet of roses on the table. If we add another bouquet, the table won't have enough room to hold them all, and it will be too ostentatious.

Song Xinya: [Don't send them yet. I'd prefer you to come back from your business trip with flowers in your arms.]

He will be back from his business trip in eight days.

Eight days passed in the blink of an eye.

During lunch with Tian Tianquan, Song Xinya mentioned the bouquet of flowers.

Tian Tianquan: "You dare to accept flowers from a stranger? Aren't you afraid the other person is a pervert who smears semen on the roses before giving them to you?"

Song Xinya was drinking water when she choked and sprayed a mouthful of water into her bowl.

Tian Tianquan: "Wow, you even thoughtfully added some ingredients for me, that's great!"

Song Xinya wiped her mouth with a tissue: "What kind of lewd things are you thinking about all day long?"

Tian Tianquan: "I'm not making this up. There's a factual basis to it. There was a case in Shanghai where a man masturbated next to his colleague Xiao Hong's desk when no one was in the office and put his semen into Xiao Hong's thermos."

Undeniably, there are some people in this world who are so perverted that they will overturn your worldview.

Putting pubic hair in a toothbrush, putting iron filings in a teacup, stuffing steel wool into a car's exhaust pipe, and locking someone else's electric scooter.

A perverted person is capable of any perverted thing.

Song Xinya wondered if the glistening liquid on the rose was water droplets.

Back at the company, Song Xinya immediately threw away the bouquet of roses.

Zhao Yinian saw it and said, "Weren't these the flowers President Qin gave you? Why did you throw them away?"

Song Xinya calmly made up a story: "President Qin said that flowers given by wealthy people should be thrown away after three hours because they have passed their freshest shelf life and will become expired flowers if kept any longer. If I want flowers, he will buy them for me anytime."

When you're out and about, your reputation is something you earn yourself.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yinian turned and left, her departing figure appearing even more heartbroken.

That evening, after tutoring Sheng Tianjun, Song Xinya saw the black Mercedes SUV in her rearview mirror again on her way home.

On her third day at work, someone gave her red roses again.

Looking at the glistening liquid on the rose, Song Xinya had an association with it and suddenly felt nauseous.

She refused the bouquet of roses.

On the fourth, fifth, and sixth days, I still received roses every day and was followed by a black Mercedes SUV every day.

When Tian Tian found out, she became very nervous: "Oh my goodness, this situation is very dangerous, baby, let's call the police."

Song Xinya: "I don't even know who the other person is, and they didn't do anything to harm me. Even if I call the police, they won't file a case."

Tian Tianquan: "Forget about the roses, we can refuse them, they won't cause any real harm. But that car following us is too dangerous, it's obvious they're after you to kidnap you."

Song Xinya felt that sitting idly by and waiting for death was no longer an option.

So on her way home on the seventh day, she took the initiative and led the black Mercedes SUV to a road with surveillance cameras but few vehicles.

She suddenly accelerated, and the car sped away like an arrow shot from a bow.

The black Mercedes SUV, thinking she was trying to escape, accelerated sharply and relentlessly pursued her.

The two cars were getting closer and closer.

Song Xinya gripped the steering wheel with both hands, looking at the black car in the rearview mirror, a lazy and sly smile playing on her lips.

As the car reached the end of the road and made a 90-degree turn, Song Xinya calmly spun the steering wheel.

The vehicles behind her were too close to brake in time and crashed into the utility pole in front of her with a loud bang.

The front of the car was shattered into pieces, and the hood was like a piece of iron that had been crumpled by a giant hand, curling up and arching upwards.

The radiator ruptured, and coolant mixed with engine oil gushed down the deformed body.

A man climbed out of the driver's seat, his head and face covered in blood, and his body covered in injuries.

He was a middle-aged man whom Song Xinya had never seen before.

A complete stranger wouldn't go to such lengths to deliver flowers while simultaneously following and targeting her.

Song Xinya knew that this was just a henchman doing dirty work, and the mastermind behind it all was someone else.

Although we still don't know who the mastermind is, it feels pretty good to take down his henchmen.

On the seventh day, no more roses were received, and no black Mercedes SUV followed Song Xinya.

YES!

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Tomorrow will be the eighth day, and Qin Yuhe should be back from his business trip!