The next day, when Assistant Wang saw the two clay dolls, he also felt inexplicably creeped out.
“Chairman Su,” Assistant Wang reminded Su Jin, “why don’t you hire a bodyguard to stay with you for the time being?”
"It's probably just someone's prank, it shouldn't be a big problem," Su Jin said dismissively.
Assistant Wang lowered the box, and its contents spilled onto the floor, including a letter.
He picked up the letter and noticed that the seal on it had a strange pattern.
"There's another letter here." Assistant Wang took the letter and handed it to Su Jin, who was sitting on the sofa.
Su Jin hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, and then quickly opened the letter.
After reading only two lines, his face darkened.
She couldn't stand the disgusting content inside any longer; it was pure sexual harassment. She told Assistant Wang, "Call the police."
"good."
"Wait a minute." Su Jin suddenly thought of something.
A week ago, Zheng Lin took away a box that looked almost identical to this one. The writing on the box was exactly the same. Could it be...?
Is Zheng Lin the pervert who sexually harassed people?
No way, he's become psychologically abnormal in just two years?
"Let's not call the police yet. I need to confirm some things." After saying that, Su Jin sent a message to Zheng Lin, asking him to meet her.
Su Jin remembered that Zheng Lin had said he bought a villa here as their wedding home, so she asked him about the location of the villa. Zheng Lin was silent for a moment.
"I'll send you the location later." After saying that, Zheng Lin hung up the phone and told his assistant, Gao, to buy a villa there temporarily.
An hour later, Su Jin sent Zheng Lin several question marks before she saw that Zheng Lin had sent her location.
Su Jin couldn't help but complain to the wall, "That's really fast. It took an hour to send the location."
The location of the villa he sent wasn't far from her home.
Following the navigation, Su Jin drove to a villa covered in vines.
Upon entering, the courtyard was overgrown with weeds, giving it a desolate feel.
Further inside, the hall was covered with cobwebs.
Su Jin: "......"
Zheng Lin arrived two minutes earlier and, upon seeing the scene, immediately asked Assistant Gao to call for someone to clean up. It was only two minutes later; she hadn't expected Su Jin to be so quick.
Zheng Lin believed that women needed at least an hour to put on makeup and get ready before going out.
However, he had only been standing in the living room for two minutes when he saw Su Jin walk in.
She looked up at the spider webs in the corner of the wall, then looked down at the thick layer of dust on the ground. She took a few steps forward, and grayish-white footprints appeared in the dust behind her.
Su Jin glanced back and was utterly speechless. "I have a feeling this house of yours might be haunted?"
Zheng Lin: "..." He also had this idea.
However, Assistant Gao was in a rush to buy the villa, and he bought it without even looking at the house.
"Please sit down."
As soon as Zheng Lin spoke, Su Jin's eyes fell on the sofa covered with a white cloth.
Several dried spider corpses lay on the white cloth.
Su Jin couldn't help but think to herself: I've seen rich people who are willful, and I'm willful too, but I haven't reached his level. These two engaged couples, do they like this haunted house vibe?
There's a high chance they were deceived when they bought it.
Su Jin shook her head: "Let's talk while we're standing here."
Zheng Lin looked at her quietly and said, "Mm."
He responded coldly, but his mind was racing. Ever since Su Jin called him today, he had been wondering if she wanted to reconcile with him.
He was still torn between forgiving and not forgiving.
Su Jin frowned, resting her chin on her hand, wondering how to ask each other the most polite question.
If you rashly ask someone if they're a pervert, they definitely won't admit it, especially someone as aloof as Zheng Lin. Admitting that he's a pervert would be a huge loss of face for him.
"Why don't you take a look at this first?" Su Jin took the letter out of her bag, thinking that he would understand what she wanted to say after reading it.
Zheng Lin glanced at the contents of the letter. He recognized the handwriting; he still had that perverted letter in his hand, and he had been studying that person's handwriting for a week.
The letter was still filled with offensive and offensive content.
After he finished reading it, he asked, "You've read all the content?"
“This…” Su Jin didn’t expect him to ask so directly. “Yes, I’ve read it. The writing isn’t very good and needs improvement. Also, the content could be a bit more subtle. This is just my personal suggestion.”
"You're quite observant."
“No, no,” Su Jin paused, then said, “It’s just that it’s a bit hard to forget. The writing style is really unique. I don’t mean it’s bad, it’s… quite good.”
She still had to consider a man's pride; mental illness is a disease, and she didn't want to discriminate against her poor ex-husband.
Actually, her ex-husband definitely didn't want this either. He must have encountered something she didn't know about. As long as he gets proper treatment for his mental illness, recovery is just around the corner.
"You think it's good?" Zheng Lin felt like he had misheard. Did she even know what she was saying? She was expressing some appreciation for a perverted letter!
If you admire that pervert so much, you shouldn't have gotten involved in this matter.
"I really can't believe you even like perverts?" Zheng Lin turned his head slightly to look to the side. "Judging from how much you admire him, it seems you know each other. It was all a misunderstanding; it turns out it was love letters you exchanged."
Su Jin squinted and frowned. What? What the heck?
"Who do I know? Didn't you write this letter? I was trying to save you some face, but since you put it that way, let's not talk about face between us." Su Jin went straight for the kill. "I don't know what you were thinking, writing me this kind of boring and perverted letter and sending me two blood-stained clay dolls. The fact that I didn't call the police is the greatest sympathy I could show you. And you're turning around and accusing me. Don't you have a heart?"
She put her hands on her hips, spat, and then swallowed a mouthful of ash.
Su Jin coughed twice, choked, touched the mask in her bag, and put it on: "I can't stay in this haunted house for another second. Goodbye, and don't leave any more weird things at my door."
As she spoke, she walked along the edge, trying to avoid the spider web and walk out.
Zheng Lin walked over, scooped her up horizontally, and carried her outside.
Su Jin's feet touched the ground, and she turned to look at him.
Zheng Lin felt he had been labeled a "pervert" and desperately needed to clear his name.
“That pervert wasn’t me. I’m still investigating. Last week, there was a letter from that person in the box outside your door. If you carefully compared the handwriting, you’d find that it wasn’t written by me.”
Su Jin was not familiar with Zheng Lin's handwriting, but there was no need to compare it. This was just a little trick Zheng Shao used to try to cover up his perverted behavior after he was exposed.
She understood that this was his last desperate struggle; for the sake of his reputation, he would make up any excuse.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com