Chapter 292
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Song Qingchun signaled for her assistant to wait. She turned around and saw a deliveryman in a SF Express jacket standing at the elevator door.
I haven't taken any photos online recently, so there shouldn't be any deliveries. Could it be that something I took before Chinese New Year hasn't arrived yet?
Song Qingchun rushed toward the deliveryman in her high heels with confusion in her heart.
When Song Qingchun got close, the deliveryman bent down to pull out a small gray SF Express box. Looking at the delivery notice on it, he asked, "Song Qingchun, right?"
"Yes." Song Qingchun stopped when she was about half a meter away from the deliveryman.
"Miss Song, please sign for this." The deliveryman passed the package and pen to Song Qingchun.
Song Qingchun accepted the package silently with both hands. She glanced at the delivery form and realized it was a video. She assumed it was a snack she had bought, so she grabbed the pen and started to write on the form without thinking too much about it.
Everyone in the office was busy, so they didn't have time to care about anything else.
The deliveryman studied the people around him silently. After making sure no one was paying attention to him and Song Qingchun, he reached into his coat pocket silently to pull out something and hid it in his sleeve.
Song Qingchun signed and passed the package and pen to the deliveryman. She was about to thank him when the deliveryman's right hand suddenly slashed at her throat.
Song Qingchun could see clearly that the deliveryman's hand was holding a sharp switchblade. The blade reflected an icy cold light under the light in the office.
Song Qingchun screamed instinctively from the sudden change of events. Before she could figure out what to do, her mind seemed to be controlled by something, and her mind went blank. When she recovered, she realized she was already two meters away from the deliveryman.
Her scream startled everyone in the office, and they all turned to look at the elevator.
The deliveryman did not expect his first strike to miss. Afraid that he would be controlled by someone else, he raised the knife at Song Qingchun's heart like a madman and lunged at her again.
Screams could be heard in the office.
Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97 On New Year's Eve, Tang Nuan did not answer Qin Yinan's phone calls for more than a week.
Even when she bumped into Qin Yinan, no matter how nice Qin Yinan tried to persuade her, she still maintained a cold expression. She would not respond to him, much less a word or even a sound.
The day before yesterday, when she had a date with her friend, Qin Yinan was waiting outside her door. She ignored him and drove to the shopping mall on her own.
Qin Yinan had been following her all the way, and she had known all along. In fact, during lunch, when they were in the same restaurant, he had asked the waiter to serve her her favorite dish, Sichuan poached fish. She had not touched the fish at all. It was not until that afternoon, when she was shopping at the LV store that she saw a limited edition handbag. It was very beautiful, but the price was also very high. Even though she liked it, she could not afford it. Therefore, she left the store empty-handed with a look of regret on her face and went upstairs with her friends to rest.
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