There is a short cut back to the Forbidden City Mansion. It's a narrow path with no surveillance and few people passing by.
Sometimes when she's in a hurry, Song Xinya would take this short cut.
Now, through the rearview mirror, she saw the black Mercedes SUV behind that she just couldn't shake off. She spun the steering wheel with both hands and drove onto a busy road with lots of people and cars and surveillance cameras on both sides.
It would be suicidal to take a desolate path in such a dangerous situation.
She wasn't that stupid.
Song Xinya drove all the way on the main road and the car smoothly entered the residential community.
There were security guards at the community entrance, and people needed to register their license plates and ID numbers when entering or leaving.
The black Mercedes SUV whooshed past the entrance of the Forbidden City Mansion.
It was unclear whether it was originally going this way or it had to leave because it saw Song Xinya had entered the community.
The next day, Song Xinya went to the company and received a bunch of bright red roses.
Ninety - nine red roses were arranged in a heart shape. The delicate and intense petals were stacked on top of each other, and there was a fresh and moist mist sprayed on them, which was very eye - catching.
Colleagues passing by couldn't help but curiously tease her.
"Ms. Song, are these roses sent by President Qin?"
"These are Tess red roses. The wine - red flowers and velvety petals make a bunch of them worth tens of thousands of yuan."
"What a big deal! They're more expensive than gold. If an ordinary office worker sent such a bunch, they'd have to tighten their belts for the next month. It must be from the rich President Qin."
Zhao Yinian passed by Song Xinya's desk, took a look at the large bunch of imported red roses, and with an unhappy look on her face, asked, "Sent by President Qin?"
Song Xinya wasn't sure if it was from President Qin, but she replied to Zhao Yinian right away, "Yes, it's from President Qin."
Zhao Yinian's face became even more unpleasant. She left dejectedly, with a sad back view.
Chen Siyan slid over suddenly and said, "I knew it was from President Qin, so I signed for it on your behalf when the courier brought it."
He was quite pleased with his own initiative, and his face seemed to be written with the words "Praise me quickly".
Song Xinya gave a push to his chair back and said, "It's time. It's time to go to work, beautiful worker."
Sitting back at her workstation, Song Xinya sent a message to Qin Yuhe: [A female colleague in the company received flowers today. I'm so envious~]
Qin Yuhe: [I can also send you some.]
Song Xinya had figured out that the flowers were not sent by Qin Yuhe.
Then who sent them?
Qin Yuhe didn't know yet that the female colleague in Song Xinya's message was actually her. He asked, "[What kind of flowers do you want? Roses, tulips, or sunflowers?]"
There was already a big bunch of roses on the table. If there was another bunch, there wouldn't be enough space on the table, and it would be so ostentatious.
Song Xinya: "[Don't send them for now. I'd prefer it if you came to see me with flowers in your arms when you're back from your business trip.]"
There were still eight days before he would return from the business trip.
Eight days would pass in a blink of an eye.
During lunch with Tiantianquan, Song Xinya mentioned the bunch of flowers.
Tiantianquan said, "You dared to accept flowers from a stranger. Aren't you afraid that the person is a pervert who smeared semen on the roses before sending them to you?"
Song Xinya was drinking water and was choked. She sprayed a mouthful of water into Tiantianquan's bowl.
Tiantianquan said, "Hey, you're so considerate to add some extra flavor to my food. Not bad, not bad."
Song Xinya took a tissue to wipe her mouth and said, "What the hell are you thinking about all day long in your head?"
Tiantianquan replied, "I'm not talking nonsense. There's factual basis for this. There was a case in Shanghai before. A man masturbated next to his colleague Xiaohong's desk when the office was empty and put semen into Xiaohong's thermos."
It's undeniable that there are some people in the world whose perversion can subvert your values.
They put pubic hair in toothbrushes, iron filings in teacups, steel wool in car exhaust pipes, and lock other people's electric bicycles.
Perverted people can do all kinds of perverted things.
Song Xinya thought about the glistening liquid on the roses. Was it water droplets?
When she got back to the company, Song Xinya immediately threw away the bunch of roses.
Zhao Yinian saw this and said, "Aren't these the flowers sent by President Qin? Why did you throw them away?"
Song Xinya calmly made up a story, saying, "President Qin said that for rich people like them, the flowers they send should be thrown away after more than three hours because they're no longer fresh. If I want flowers, he'll buy them for me anytime."
When you're out in the world, you really have to save face for yourself.
Hearing this, Zhao Yinian turned around and left, with a sadder back view.
In the evening, after tutoring Sheng Tianjun, on Song Xinya's way home, she saw that black Mercedes-Benz SUV again in the rearview mirror.
On the third day at work, someone sent her red roses again.
Looking at the glistening liquid on the roses, Song Xinya had some associations and suddenly felt nauseous.
She refused to accept the bouquet of roses.
On the fourth, fifth, and sixth days, she still received roses every day and was followed by the black Mercedes-Benz SUV every day.
When Tiantianquan found out, she was very nervous. "Oh my goodness, this situation is very dangerous, dear. Let's call the police."
Song Xinya said, "I don't even know who the person is, and the person hasn't done anything harmful to me. Even if we call the police, they won't file a case."
Tiantianquan said, "It's okay for the roses. We can just refuse them. They don't cause any real harm, but that car following you is too dangerous. It obviously seems to be aiming to kidnap you."
Song Xinya thought it really wouldn't work to just sit around waiting like this.
So on the seventh day on her way home, she took the initiative. She led that black Mercedes-Benz SUV to a road with surveillance but few vehicles.
She suddenly stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped forward like an arrow shot out.
The black Mercedes-Benz SUV thought she was trying to escape and also accelerated suddenly, chasing after her relentlessly.
The distance between the two cars got closer and closer.
Song Xinya held the steering wheel with both hands, looking at the black car in the rearview mirror, with a lazy and sly smile curling up on her lips.
When the car reached the end of the road, at the 90 - degree turn, Song Xinya suddenly turned the steering wheel.
The vehicle behind, because it was too close to her car, didn't have time to brake and crashed into the utility pole in front, making a loud and tragic bang.
The front of the car was in pieces, and the hood was like a piece of tin crumpled by a giant hand, curling up and arching.
The water tank burst, and the coolant mixed with the engine oil, flowing down gurgling along the deformed car body.
A man climbed out of the driver's seat, with blood all over his head and face, and also had multiple injuries on his body.
It was a middle - aged man whom Song Xinya had never seen before.
A complete stranger wouldn't go to so much trouble, sending flowers and following her around.
Song Xinya knew clearly that this was just a lackey doing the dirty work, and there was someone else behind the scenes.
Although we still don't know who this mastermind is, it's quite satisfying to take down his minions.
On the seventh day, Song Xinya didn't receive any more roses, and there was no black Mercedes-Benz SUV following her.
Yes!
Yay! (*^▽^*)
Tomorrow is the eighth day, and Qin Yuhe will be back from his business trip!
