Hearing Song Yuwei's words, Zhang Miaoke's cousin felt that she was just a little girl and was really too naive.
"Do you think he would still want to kill you if he understood these principles? Of course, he wouldn't kill you directly. He's a psychopath. Even if he wanted you dead, he wouldn't let you die too easily, too decisively, or too directly."
He said he wanted to torture you to the point of being unbearable, make you lose everything you care about, make you infamous, and make everyone hate you. Only when he reached that point would he feel he had done enough.
"If it were just a simple act of revenge, killing you, that would be far too weak. He said he enjoys seeing others suffer a fate worse than death; it makes him feel incredibly fulfilled."
After listening, Song Yuwei smiled and said, "With his mentality, he must be suffering every day. From your description, he should no longer be that insignificant ant who is full of hardships. He should be quite capable, otherwise he wouldn't be able to set up such a scheme to harm me."
So even if he has money, status, and everything he wants, his mind is twisted, and he'll still be heartbroken and sad. You can call him now and tell him I know you were sent by him, and that it's not your fault, but because I suspected it early on and did some investigation. You can freely shirk your responsibility and prevent him from finding out.
However, Zhang Miaoke's cousin felt that this method was very unreliable after hearing it.
This will only put you in a dilemma.
He shook his head, firmly disagreeing, "Don't try to trick me. I'm not going to tell him what you're saying. That's all I can tell you. Now you can take me to that secluded place where nobody knows me."
"Once I've hidden there long enough, I'll come out and bring my parents over. From then on, let's pretend none of this ever happened."
Song Yuwei nodded. "You're absolutely right. These things can indeed be treated as if they never happened after they're over, but the harm you caused to others is clearly there. I'm sure you'll dream about these unspeakable, ugly things you did in your nightmares in the future."
After some time, Song Yuwei sent Zhang Miaoke's cousin to a scenic spot in a small country to hide away for a while, as promised.
Many days later, she suddenly realized that whether she was going to school or going to work, someone was always following her.
This person was acting suspiciously, and his attire was extremely inconspicuous. If she hadn't had good eyesight and a cautious, perceptive mind, she wouldn't have noticed that he was following her.
Moreover, his attire was different every day; if she hadn't paid special attention, she wouldn't have been able to tell who he was at all.
She suddenly remembered what Zhang Miaoke's cousin had said before. If nothing unexpected happened, this person was the new pawn of the mastermind he had mentioned.
These past few days, Jiang Cheng has reverted to his childlike personality, constantly pestering Song Yuwei to tell him stories and play with him.
Song Yuwei thought he was quite cute, and he treated her very well on a daily basis. Their relationship was growing stronger.
Jiang Mo, as the most dazzling third wheel in the world, found his brother and sister-in-law's sweetness increasingly delicious.
That evening after get off work, Song Yuwei came out of the company and found an SUV parked at the entrance. This car seemed unusual, and the license plate was from out of town.
She immediately became wary and wanted to leave through the company's underground parking lot.
So she went back to the company. When she got to the underground parking lot, she found that there was a car that looked exactly the same as the one parked at the company entrance. Apart from the license plate number, the two cars were practically identical, like twins.
She felt increasingly terrified. Walking home alone in the dead of night was scary enough, but then this bizarre scene unfolded.
She felt that nothing would happen in the parking lot, after all, there were plenty of surveillance cameras and such. If someone really wanted to harm her, they wouldn't need to do it in such an obvious place.
So she used the remote control to speed up her wheelchair and quickly left the parking lot.
After leaving the parking lot, she arrived at the main street and found that even at 2 a.m., the streets were still crowded with people and cars, and people were coming and going. It felt very safe, and it was indeed not easy to be harmed by bad people in such a place.
So she wandered around the streets, constantly sensing someone following her. But then, the moment she took out the mirror, she felt that person had moved away.
So when she looked in the mirror, she didn't see if anyone was following behind her. She sighed and put the mirror away.
"Miss, you're so pretty, could you give me a questionnaire?"
Suddenly, an elderly woman with gray hair stopped her and asked if she would like to fill out a questionnaire. She handed her a few sheets of paper.
It says "City Survey Questionnaire" on it.
"I'm sorry, I have other things to do right now and don't have time to do this kind of investigation. Thank you, I'll be going now."
Song Yuwei sensed something was wrong and wanted to leave as soon as possible. She felt that the old woman was not like what she appeared to be at all.
The old woman didn't look like an old person at all. Instead, her expression was unpredictable, and her eyes were full of calculations. As she looked her over, she seemed to be thinking about how to trick her away.
Moreover, although this old lady's hair was all white, it was so shiny that it seemed like a wig, or a cheap, low-quality one at that.
It's obvious at a glance that it's fake. Although she has many wrinkles on her face, they look like they're done with makeup.
"Oh dear, young lady, you are so beautiful and lovely, you must be very kind-hearted. I am an old woman who is still working at such an advanced age, busy all day under the scorching sun, and I can't find many people willing to stop and do a survey for me."
If I don't finish the task, I might not even get paid for today. If I don't have money, I won't be able to eat! Girl, please have pity on me and help me with this survey. I'm really a good person, don't be afraid. What can an old woman like me do to you?
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