To protect her billion-dollar fortune, the newly widowed Su Jin is forced to get married again.
After the wedding, the two agreed not to interfere with each other and not to affect each other...
Zheng Lin knew it was a trick Su Jin was playing, but he didn't expose her. Instead, he bent his finger and knocked on the door twice. "I'm going back now. I'll have Assistant Gao stay here. He'll take you home."
He Ru had just changed into her workout clothes and was touching up her makeup in front of the mirror.
Upon hearing this, He Ru's hand trembled, and her lipstick slid off, leaving a red streak on the right corner of her mouth.
Assistant Gao, who was left alone outside the door, was not surprised at all. He had been by his boss's side for many years, and he could see through his boss's subtle thoughts.
It's all just a little trick of love.
......
Su Jin said she was going to the airport, but she went back to her own villa. To avoid being exposed, she even gave Assistant Wang a day off as well.
Su Jin opened her online shopping app and bought hundreds of masks, as well as several other exquisitely designed masks, making thorough preparations for the next surprise attack.
Without realizing it, Zheng Lin drove to Su Jin's villa again. He parked his car across the street, sat in the car, and quietly looked at the villa.
He was still thinking about the "like" she had given him that night.
An hour later, a man wearing a black mask and a white baseball cap walked to the villa, did not knock, and looked around.
The man in the white baseball cap put down the box he was carrying and placed it in the center of the doorway.
Sitting in the car, Zheng Lin noticed this man.
After everyone left, he got out of the car, walked to the door, and squatted down. There was nothing on the outside of the box, indicating that it was not a package.
But on the side of the box facing the door, there were two lines of writing in black marker: the top line read "To Su Ling" and the bottom line read "Your peace."
He took out his Swiss Army knife from his trouser pocket, and was about to cut it open to see what was inside when the door opened from the inside.
Hearing the door open, he was lucky to react quickly; he stood up and took a few steps back in a second, thus avoiding being hit on the head by the door.
The box was pushed a distance by the door.
Su Jin raised an eyebrow, quite surprised by Zheng Lin's appearance.
She was still holding her phone; the person on the other end was a property management staff member.
Just now, the property management called her to warn her to be careful, as they discovered a suspicious man had broken in, and told her not to open the door and to wait for them to come and deal with it.
There was a baseball bat in the entryway, and she was even planning to pick it up and hit the other person with it, but after seeing the person's face, she silently withdrew her hand from the baseball bat.
She naturally noticed the box as well. "Young Master Zheng, are you here... to give me a gift?"
“This isn’t mine,” Zheng Lin said coldly. “I also have a villa here, which I’d like to use as my and Ru’er’s wedding home. I came to take a look; there’s still a lot to add.”
"Oh, just passing by." Su Jin walked up to the box, squatted down to look at the words written on it, and then saw the Swiss Army knife in his hand. She reached out and said, "Can I borrow this box for a bit?"
Zheng Lin didn't give it to her immediately, but instead frowned and stared at the box.
The man in the white baseball cap who was acting suspiciously earlier probably didn't have anything good in that box he left here.
He hesitated for a moment, then put the Swiss Army knife back into his trouser pocket.
"You ordered this package? I'll take it back and see if there's anything suitable for my new home." As he spoke, he picked up the box. "I'll compensate you tenfold for the money."
Su Jin was speechless; this was blatant robbery.
How dare the dignified Young Master Zheng steal from a woman? Has he no shame?
She wondered who sent it. What if the director or producer thought she wasn't home and left it outside the door? At least she could take a look at what someone had sent, so she would have something to say about it later and could reciprocate.
Su Jin thought about it and felt that it was inappropriate to let him take it away like that.
"Wait, I can't give you the things."
Seeing Zheng Lin get into the car, he threw the box onto the back seat and was about to drive away.
Su Jin jogged over and bent down in front of the car window. "It's probably from the producer or director. Why don't you open it now and see what it is? Otherwise, it wouldn't be good if people found out I confiscated it. I'll just take a look, and then you can take it."
Zheng Lin glanced back at the box and then closed the car window.
Su Jin was isolated.
Zheng Lin placed the box on his lap and used his Swiss Army knife to cut open the sealing tape.
Inside the box was a pair of men's underwear and a letter.
He opened the envelope, and there were densely packed words, full of explicit, vulgar, and disgusting language, which made him clench his fists.
The person who sent this was a pervert.
Su Ling is Su Jin's stage name for acting, and also a false identity.
If someone refers to Su Jin as Su Ling, they are very likely a fan of hers.
The letter also mentioned the character Li Wan, played by Su Ling. The man said he liked her very much and wanted to have a girlfriend like Li Wan who would be devoted to him through thick and thin, and he also wanted to experience a love that transcends a thousand years.
Zheng Lin gritted his teeth, crumpled the disgusting letter, and scoffed, "You ignorant fool."
Su Jin thought Zheng Lin would tell her after reading it, but the car suddenly drove away in front of her.
Su Jin: "......"
"Don't be angry." Su Jin patted her chest. "Anger is bad for your health. That's just the kind of person he is; he always does what he wants. He's an ex-husband, after all; you can't expect too much from him."
......
After leaving the villa area, the car was parked on the side of the road.
Zheng Lin made a phone call to Assistant Gao.
"Check Su Ling's fans for me. See if there's anyone named An. List all those whose names and IDs contain the character 'An'."
He was holding a coin between his fingers, fiddling with it.
Assistant Gao on the other end of the phone asked, "Okay, boss. But can I ask why? If you don't want to say, that's fine, I'm just curious."
Zheng Lin said briefly, "There's a pervert named An."
Assistant Gao was shocked. The boss had actually encountered a pervert. How could someone be so reckless as to treat Young Master Zheng like that?
Young Master Zheng, the living devil in the eyes of outsiders, is actually the one courting death.
Assistant Gao didn't dare to be too curious. If he asked any more questions about such private matters, his salary would be threatened again, as was the usual practice. He had already had too many wages deducted because of his curiosity and talkativeness.
Over there, Su Jin had no idea there was a pervert. When the property management came and knocked on the door, after asking her some questions, she only said it was a misunderstanding and that it was someone she knew.
With the homeowners saying this, the property management naturally lowered their guard.
However, a week later, another box appeared outside the door.
Zheng Lin wasn't there this time, so Su Jin carried the box into the living room, opened it, and was immediately shocked.
Inside the box lay two strangely shaped clay dolls, one male and one female, stained with blood. The female doll's clothes resembled those worn by Li Wan in the drama, while the male doll... didn't seem like the male lead in the drama.
The man was wearing a plaid shirt jacket over a white t-shirt, capri pants, and slippers.
I don't know how to describe this outfit; it's completely unremarkable and exudes casualness.
There was a layer of raffia under the clay doll, so there should be something else underneath, but she didn't dare to look.
Su Jin kicked the box into the corner, planning to ask Assistant Wang to help her deal with it tomorrow.