"What’s wrong?"
"It doesn’t seem like a child’s play." Su Wanxin lowered her eyes, hiding the fear within.
She didn’t know why she felt this way, but upon reflection, it didn’t even seem like Shen Xiaochen’s style.
But apart from Shen Xiaochen, who else could it be?
There weren’t many people she had offended since her return.
Lin Shihan’s father was already in prison, and she heard that Lin Shihan was sent abroad by her family for refuge.
The incident with Sun Tianran was dealt with by Fu Shihan and Fu Shiyi, and though she didn’t know where Sun Tianran was now, she could guess the outco was quite grim.
Su Wanxin could only think of these few people, beyond them, she couldn’t think of anyone else who would harbor such ill intentions towards her.
Zhan Che treated her wound, and she left with her brows tightly knitted.
Chen Lei had been waiting outside for a long ti, and when he saw her co out, he hesitantly said: "President Fu just called ."
Su Wanxin: "What’s the matter?"
"He’s already on his way to our company."
"...Let’s go. Let’s head back."
When the two drove back to the company, Fu Shihan had already arrived first.
Su Wanxin pushed open the office door and saw him sitting on the sofa, his gaze dark and fixated on sothing on the ground, remaining silent.
The overturned urn, stained with blood. No matter how one looked at it, it was unsettling.
Seeing her return, Fu Shihan looked her up and down before his eyes settled on her injured hand.
"What happened?" He stood up and walked towards her, frowning as he took her hand.
"I received a package, and there were razor blades hidden inside." Su Wanxin’s tone was light as she smiled, "It’s the first ti I received such a peculiar gift, quite unexpected."
"Have you been to the hospital for a check-up?"
"Yes, Zhan Che told to go again in three days, don’t worry, I’m fine."
She said she was fine, but Fu Shihan didn’t think so. To send such a thing was clearly a form of intimidation, or perhaps a reminder.
Just like three years ago, soone wanted her dead.
"Go to Chen Lei’s room and have him cancel all the appointnts for the afternoon, we’re going ho soon."
"That might not be good? We’ve already confird with the headquarters about the eting."
"Have him use my na, say I don’t have ti this afternoon, and reschedule it to tomorrow."
Su Wanxin thought for a mont, then nodded in agreent.
Her mood was indeed not great at the mont, and her mind was still in disarray.
Even if she continued working, it was hard to reach her usual level and efficiency. It might be better to just go ho and rest, and not waste anyone else’s ti.
Su Wanxin left, and Fu Shihan picked up the things on the ground and had soone take them back.
After checking the company’s surveillance and interrogating the receptionist who handled the deliveries, it turned out that the person who delivered the package wasn’t an employee of any courier company.
He wore a hat, a mask, and the surveillance couldn’t capture any useful information.
As the weather was getting colder, many people wore masks outside, so the receptionist didn’t suspect anything seeing him dressed like that.
Su Wanxin was deep in thought as Fu Shihan took her ho.
Upon arriving, she opened the door. When she saw the shoes at the entrance, she was slightly startled, then the corners of her mouth lifted.
Mu Suyu was back.
She quickly entered the house and went upstairs to find her.
Mu Suyu had only been back for about ten minutes and didn’t expect Su Wanxin to co ho at this ti.
Seeing the person lying on the bed, with injuries all over her face and body, Su Wanxin hurriedly approached.
"What happened? Where have you been?"
Mu Suyu saw her, paused, and then burst into tears: "Wanwan, it hurts!"
"Who hit you?"
"I got into a fight with an ugly ghost, and I almost lost, *sob*."
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