Chapter 1: A Beijing tycoon is treated like a pervert
What should you do if you encounter a psychopathic killer while hitchhiking?
It was pouring rain in Jiangcheng tonight, and Su Muci couldn't get a ride. When she saw a kind driver willing to give her a ride, she got into this private car.
It wasn't until the car started moving that I realized something was wrong.
The man in the driver's seat was around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. He had a high nose bridge, a fair complexion that exuded nobility and elegance, a neat tie, and a refined appearance.
But she keenly noticed that his Adam's apple bobbed frequently, and subtle swallowing sounds echoed throughout the quiet carriage.
The feeling was much like a wild beast that had carefully disguised itself and finally found its long-sought prey, feeling both excited and desperately trying to restrain the urge to pounce and tear it apart.
Su Muci had seen many news clips showing how a psychopathic killer would lure women into his car and then commit violence in a secluded area.
The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, and her voice trembled violently: "S-Sir, could you...drop me off on the side of the road ahead?"
Upon hearing this, the man in the driver's seat tensed his jaw.
Could it be... that we've been exposed?
He gripped the steering wheel with one hand, his voice carrying a deliberately feigned indifference: "Didn't you say we were going to karaoke? Don't worry, I won't charge you."
"Don't worry?" Su Muchi couldn't be at ease.
She wanted to go to Jue Le KTV because her courier boyfriend, Fu Hengzhi, was having a karaoke party with his old classmates tonight. They had agreed to stay in touch, but she couldn't get through to him on the phone for sixty minutes straight, and he didn't reply to her text messages.
In the three years since they started dating, Fu Hengzhi has replied to text messages within ten minutes at the latest, and answers phone calls instantly.
The sudden loss of contact made her imagine 360 ways Fu Hengzhi could die; she was really afraid something had happened to him!
But now, Su Muci is more afraid of something happening to herself!
She said in a trembling voice, "The rain outside has stopped... It's not far from the subway station... I can run to the subway station, no, I don't need to trouble you, sir..."
The car fell into a deathly silence.
Just as Su Muci thought she had angered him and her fingers were trembling as she was about to dial 110, she suddenly heard—
"good."
A deep male voice entered her ears, and Su Muci was slightly taken aback.
Coming to her senses, she noticed the car was slowly pulling over to the side of the road. After it came to a stop, Su Muci said, "Thank you."
Then, she quickly opened the door and got out of the car, rushing headlong towards the subway station without looking back, as if some poisonous insect or ferocious beast was chasing her.
The man inside the car stared intently through the windshield in the direction she disappeared.
There seemed to be a hint of restlessness in his eyes.
The phone rang abruptly, and a polite, respectful voice entered my ears—
"Mr. Huo, today is the day you are scheduled to receive treatment, but your assistant said you went to Jiangcheng. Could it be... you went to see Miss Su?"
"Excuse my frankness, but your current situation is not suitable for you to have contact with her..."
Upon hearing the psychologist's words, Huo Zhan clenched his fist.
A scene from ten years ago flashed through his eyes.
At that time, he was starting his business and came to Jiangcheng to do market research. However, the elevator suddenly malfunctioned, and his claustrophobia made it hard for him to breathe.
Just as he was about to suffocate, a soft little hand suddenly grasped his cold big hand.
"Big brother, are you scared? It's okay, you'll be safe and sound."
The little girl in the elevator with him had a soft voice and a sweet smile, like a ray of light that pierced through the darkness surrounding him.
She cured his claustrophobia, but also caused him to develop another embarrassing condition.
Over the years, the mere thought of her has made him stiff all over, as if he were about to explode. It has been through years of psychotherapy that he has been able to suppress this impulse.
He flew directly from Kyoto to Jiangcheng to see her because he was confident he could control himself.
But when the girl actually got into his car, the defenses she had built up over the years instantly collapsed...
His mind was filled with thoughts of kidnapping her and taking her to Kyoto.
Suppressing the darkness deep within his heart, Huo Zhan ordered the person on the other end of the phone: "You, come to Jiangcheng and be my love strategist."
He scared her away at this meeting, and he has to find a way to make amends!
The private doctor on the other end of the phone hesitated slightly: "Mr. Huo, the investigation shows that Ms. Su has a boyfriend now. Aren't you being unethical to so blatantly try to steal her away?"
"Morality?"
Huo Zhan's question was tinged with danger.
There was a brief silence on the phone, then the private doctor quickly changed his tune: "I was overthinking it. I'll go buy the plane tickets now."
Meanwhile, Su Muci was running frantically through the subway station.
Even after running into the subway car, she was still shaken as she sat down.
That was too dangerous. I can't get into a stranger's car again...
Half an hour later, Su Muci arrived at the door of the KTV room where Fu Hengzhi was.
After she explained her purpose to a man in a suit outside the door, Fu Hengzhi's tall figure stepped out of the private room shortly afterward.
The moment Fu Hengzhi saw her, his eyes narrowed: "Why are you here?"
Su Muci threw herself into his arms, saying aggrievedly, "I sent you over 100 text messages and you didn't reply. I was afraid something might have happened to you..."
In the past, at this time, Fu Hengzhi would always hold her tightly and comfort her.
But today, he gently pushed her away and said impatiently, "I told you I was having a get-together with my old classmates tonight. You're making me lose face in front of my friends, do you understand?"
"I……"
Su Muchi's expression froze.
Three years ago, on a snowy night, Fu Hengzhi saved her. From then on, she regarded him as the most important person in her life. She was very attached to him. When he was not by her side, she felt like she was being bitten by a million ants, which was very uncomfortable.
But since he had already said that today, Su Muci could only endure her physical discomfort.
“Okay… Hengzhi, I’m going back now, you…”
Remember to charge your phone properly and send me a message to let me know you're safe.
Before he could even say these words, Fu Hengzhi waved his hand, said "Be careful," and turned to walk into the private room.
His tall, imposing figure exuded a chilling aura.
Su Muci couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong, but she felt that he might be tired, which was why he was suddenly so cold towards her.
Her dejected departure was caught by the crowd of onlookers through the crack in the private room door.
Someone couldn't help but jokingly ask, "Young Master Fu, you and Miss Zhou are getting married, isn't this 'poor man's love game of pretending to be a deliveryman over yet?"
Fu Hengzhi casually picked up the Rolex he had just taken off from the table, put it back on, sat down on the sofa, stretched out his arm, and pulled Zhou Mengying, the heiress of a wealthy family, into his arms.
He said in a doting tone, "When it ends is up to my wife."
All the young men present knew that Fu Hengzhi, the heir of the Fu Group, was engaged to Zhou Mengying, the daughter of the Zhou family.
Fu Hengzhi always granted Zhou Mengying's requests.
The one who started this dating game was not Fu Hengzhi, but Zhou Mengying.
Zhou Mengying smiled sarcastically: "No rush. It'll be more interesting to wait until that fool climbs to the top and then crashes to her death."
The young men in the private room had no idea what Su Muci had done to offend the Zhou family, that Miss Zhou would go so far as to have her fiancé toy with a girl from the slums for three whole years.
They exchanged glances, each looking on with anticipation for the show.
...
Meanwhile, Su Muci returned to her rented room, still feeling uneasy about Fu Hengzhi's cold attitude earlier.
At night, she tossed and turned in bed, reflecting on whether she had done something to upset him recently, and even looked up information online, trying to find an answer.
Until the screen showed a "three-year rule": if a man and woman are in a relationship for 3 years and still don't get married, they will most likely break up.
Su Muci's eyes instantly welled up with tears upon seeing those words.
Thinking that Fu Hengzhi might leave her, she cried all night before making a decision.
"What did you say! You're going to propose to that delivery guy?"
After learning of her decision, her best friend Huo Junjun urgently tried to dissuade her over the phone:
"Cici, I know you've always wanted a home of your own since you were kicked out of the Zhou family, but you have to think carefully about marriage! Can that deliveryman bring you happiness?"
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