Chapter 61 I'm safe here

Cen Wan didn't sleep much all night. She read all the news and comments on the Internet.

It's not that she is asking for trouble, but she needs to know what the online public opinion is about so that she can better clarify it.

Many people came out to expose her immoral private life, bad conduct, and unbridled worship of money. They said that she deliberately ruined Jiang Yunlan's exhibition because she was jealous of her.

Cen Wan felt uncomfortable at first because the comments online were so ugly and vicious that she couldn't imagine that this was something a normal person would say.

They had already started attacking her personally before they knew the truth.

But as she read on, her eyes swept over the abusive and slanderous sentences, and she suddenly calmed down.

The most important thing right now is to figure out what went wrong with the paint and not affect the studio's reputation.

She contacted Manager Liu and prepared to go to Xingchen.

She simply washed up, changed her clothes, and just opened the door. Before she could even take a step out, she suddenly froze in place.

Cen Wan's eyes suddenly widened, her face turned pale, and she was terrified.

A dead chicken was thrown at her door, its head cut off at the neck and blood all over the floor. The scene was bloody and horrifying.

Cen Wan's scalp suddenly went numb, and her heart was pounding like a drum. She took a step back and leaned against the wall to barely stand.

The corridor was empty and very quiet. The window at the end of the corridor was open, and a cold wind blew in. The disgusting smell of blood reached her nose. A feeling of nausea came over her, and she couldn't help but dry heave twice.

The threats and intimidation she saw last night suddenly flashed through her mind, and her hair stood on end. She felt a chill running up her spine from the soles of her feet.

Jiang Yuan called at this time. When she picked up the phone, her voice was still trembling: "Yuanyuan..."

"Wanwan, don't go out today. There are a lot of reporters waiting downstairs." Jiang Yuan's voice was a little anxious, not noticing her unusual behavior. "Close the door. I'll have security send them all away first."

Cen Wan retreated back into the house, closed the door, and locked it several times before double-checking. She leaned against the door, her face pale, and it took her a long time to recover.

Cen Wan thought of the threats she saw last night. It turned out that they were all true. She looked around and saw that the living room was empty, as if the room had become unsafe.

Things were more serious than she had imagined.

Cen Wan sent a message to Xiaolin, asking her and Ziyao to go to Xingchen to find Manager Liu.

Just as she put down her phone, there were several rapid knocks on the door. Cen Wan's heart skipped a beat and her heart was in her throat.

She opened the dial-up interface on her phone and pressed 110 with trembling fingers. Before she dialed out, a familiar voice came from the door.

"Cen Wan..."

Her heart seemed to be held by a big hand, and it immediately came back to reality.

She opened the door and saw Shen Yixiao standing before her. He was wearing a black coat and looked dusty. There was a hint of fatigue between his brows and a nervousness in his eyes that he could not hide.

She was startled: "Why are you here?"

Shen Yixiao looked her up and down, and said in a fierce tone: "Such a big thing happened, why don't you call me?"

"I..." Cen Wan had just uttered a syllable when her nose suddenly felt sore and her eyes suddenly became wet. She quickly lowered her eyes to force back the sour feeling.

Shen Yixiao looked at the mess at the door, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he ordered Chen Yu: "Call the police and find out who did it."

Chen Yu lowered his head: "Yes."

Shen Yixiao looked at her pale little face, feeling angry and hurt: "Your address has been exposed, come with me."

After saying that, without caring about her reaction, he grabbed her wrist and turned away.

In addition to reporters, there were also many fanatical fans of Jiang Yunlan downstairs, who were specifically here to block Cen Wan.

Jiang Yuan asked the security guard to stop the people outside the community. Just as he was about to go upstairs, Shen Yixiao had already left from the underground garage with Cen Wan.

The black Cullinan drove out of the basement. Shen Yixiao caught a glimpse of the people squatting at the door, and his eyes were cold.

Cen Wan took out her phone and sent a message to Jiang Yuan, then looked at Shen Yixiao: "I really didn't take those gems, and there's nothing wrong with the pigment..."

Shen Yixiao looked at her sideways, his dark eyes as deep as ink, and said nothing.

Thinking he didn't believe her, Cen Wan subconsciously grabbed his arm and said, "Let's go back to Xingchen now. Manager Liu has the records, and Xiaolin has the video on his phone. The paint on the painting is not the same as the one we made..."

Shen Yixiao remained silent, and Cen Wan's voice gradually weakened: "Don't you believe me either?"

"How did you get hurt?" Shen Yixiao stared at the cut on her forehead and asked suddenly.

"Ah?" Cen Wan belatedly raised her hand to touch it, hissed softly, and said truthfully, "I accidentally hit it with the camera."

There was a slight dimness in Shen Yixiao's eyes, the sky outside the window was dark, and his face seemed to be covered with a gloomy look.

Chen Yu drove the car directly to No. 1 Mansion. After the car stopped, Cen Wan looked around and looked at Shen Yixiao with some doubts: "Aren't you going to the company?"

Shen Yixiao glanced at her and said, "For safety's sake, you can stay with me for the next few days."

Cen Wan subconsciously wanted to refuse, saying that she could live with Jiang Yuan, but before she could open her mouth, she heard Shen Yixiao's cold voice.

"It also makes communication easier," he paused. "You've caused such a big mess, I have to keep a close eye on you."

Cen Wan was in the wrong: "I won't run away."

She also wants to solve this problem in time.

Shen Yixiao raised his eyelids and glanced out the window: "Basement garages, corridors, stairwells, do you know what these places have in common?"

Cen Wan was a little confused: "What?"

“Accident-prone area.”

Shen Yixiao opened his thin lips slightly and uttered a few words lightly.

Cen Wan was stunned, looking at the empty underground parking lot. She recalled the bloody scene at the door just now and felt a lingering fear.

Jiang Yuan has to be on the crew all the time, and there is no one at home.

Those threatening words played in my mind like a movie clip.

Shen Yixiao's deep voice carried a bewitching power: "I'm safe here."