The richest man's parents were kidnapped, and his adorable son captivated the entire family.

She quickly determined her location and locked onto the entrance to the old town ahead. It was a neighborhood she was familiar with; she had rented a house there for several years and knew those messy alleyways like the back of her hand.

The next second, she turned into the deep alley on the left without hesitation.

The narrow alley was damp and dark, with faded advertising paper pasted on the mottled brick walls, and clothes hanging in the air swaying in the wind, blocking most of the view.

These things were all very advantageous to him; the narrower the alley, the better it would be for him to perform, and the better he could surround the black sedan.

She moved swiftly and nimbly, ducking under the clothesline and skillfully making her way to the back door of a barbershop. From there, she passed through the side door of a bustling food stall kitchen and squeezed into the crowd of people leaving get off work.

In just over ten minutes, she changed direction at least six times.

This time, he never saw that black car again.

congratulations.

The alleyways branched off, the streets were crowded, and the lighting was chaotic. Trackers unfamiliar with the area had no time to react.

Finally, at a cigarette and paper shop at a narrow intersection, Xie Yumin stopped, lowered the brim of her hat, held her breath, and hid in the shadows with remarkable agility.

at the same time.

Inside the president's office of the Gu Group.

An ultra-thin screen displaying real-time monitoring and communication is slowly flickering.

"The target has gone out of sight and surveillance has been lost."

Several surveillance clips were quickly played back in front of Gu Yinshen.

In the video, Xie Yumin, dressed in a gray hoodie and looking alert, resembles a lone wolf familiar with the terrain, wandering through the intricate streets and alleys of the old city.

She moved swiftly and reacted quickly, even scaling a rusty low wall and disappearing behind the steaming kitchen door of the street vendor's stall.

Gu Yinshen's gaze grew colder and colder with each passing moment.

He sat at his desk, his knuckles tapping the surface with a steady yet suppressed rhythm, as if each tap was an attempt to quell some kind of anger within him.

A woman who said she was "concerned about the children".

It can accurately determine that it is being tracked, skillfully utilize the environment, and maneuver nimbly in a short period of time?!

Gu Yin frowned deeply, his gaze as cold as the night.

"Who exactly are you, Xie Yumin?"

"Who sent you? Getting close to me, getting close to... Mengmeng, what is your purpose?"

His doubts finally took shape, like a nail driven into his heart. His wariness, fear, and anger towards her finally piled up like a mountain.

On the other side, Xie Yumin hid behind a newsstand near the alley entrance, leaning against the corner of the wall, her heart still pounding.

She took out her disposable phone, which she had originally intended for emergency use, and swiped the screen with slightly trembling fingers.

She couldn't contact Aunt Zhang at this time.

She was afraid that her calls would be tapped and that any information about Mengmeng would be exposed.

So she had no choice but to take a detour.

So, with trembling hands, she dialed a number. The person was Xiaolin, a naive intern colleague who had just joined the company.

In such an emergency, it's best to find someone with a simple and honest personality. They are always compassionate and would do anything to help someone in trouble.

Although he admitted that his ideas were rather utilitarian, that was the truth.

A moment later, the call was answered.

"Xiao Lin, it's me, Xie Yumin..." Her voice was low and hoarse, her tone hurried, "Listen to me, please... if anyone asks, just say... I was with you after get off work today, discussing project data, the one President Gu wants to see tomorrow..."

The other person was taken aback for a moment, then became excited: "Ah! Sister Yumian, I understand, I understand! Don't worry, I definitely won't tell anyone!"

Her brow furrowed: "It's not what you think, I..."

"I understand, I understand, hehe, you and President Gu... please be careful!"

beep!

The phone hangs up.

Xie Yumin paused for a moment, realizing something was wrong. Xiao Lin seemed to have misunderstood.

But she had no time to explain.

Sure enough, the rumors spread throughout the company again soon after.

"I heard Assistant Xie is working late again tonight?"

"You're behind the times, she left a long time ago! I heard she had an intern cover for her, saying she was 'discussing a project' with President Gu."

"Tsk tsk, young and adventurous. They even manage to keep their office romance so secret."

"That's just their tactic, isn't it? You really can't tell, she looks so aloof..."

As gossip spread like wildfire, the rumors circulating within the company evolved into a new version:

"Xie Yumin and President Gu have developed a secret relationship," "She kept her job through improper relationships," "She didn't faint at all; she faked illness to seduce him"...

The atmosphere gradually became eerie and oppressive.

From then on, whenever Xie Yumin walked into the tea room, everyone would secretly watch her.

However, when she entered the meeting room, she said something, but no one responded.

It was as if those who had been secretly watching him before weren't actually them.

As she walked down the corridor, people quickly fell silent, turned to whisper among themselves, and even let out a few soft laughs.

At lunchtime, she stood in the center of the restaurant with her food tray, but not a single table was reserved for her.

So she eventually walked quietly to a corner, lowered her head, and finished her meal.

At her workstation, the miscellaneous tasks that Ruolan had specially arranged were piled up like mountains. Every report was missing key information, and every submission was rejected and revised.

She stood in the printing room more than once, holding the returned documents, gritting her teeth and suppressing her emotions.

She knew it was Ruolan who had done it.

At this moment, she had no chance to fight back.

Xie Yumin walked down the corridor of the Gu Group building as if she were wearing transparent armor. Her face was expressionless, her steps were firm, but her fingertips were already white with cold.

Meanwhile, Ruolan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the tea room on the upper floor of the Gu's Building, wearing an exquisitely tailored champagne-colored suit and strikingly red lips.

She appeared to be admiring the view outside the window, but her ears were actually picking up on the whispers coming and going in the break room.

"I heard that Xie Yumin fainted in President Gu's office that night..."

“Some people also say that she secretly asked an intern to help cover up her ‘date’ with President Gu.”

"President Gu personally took her to the hospital and stayed with her all night. Tsk tsk."

Ruolan's face twitched slightly, her long nails digging deeply into her palms until her knuckles turned white. Her face, which had been wearing a polite smile, was now ashen, like jade covered in frost.

She twitched her lips into a cruel sneer, turned and walked into Gu Yinshen's private rest room, closed the door, and completely dropped her pretense.

Her distorted face was reflected in the mirror.

"Xie Yumin..." she gritted her teeth, as if she wanted to crush the name and spit blood, "How dare you challenge me again and again?! Seducing Gu Yinshen, playing the 'bitter trick,' stealing the limelight, stealing the man, do you deserve it?"

She suddenly raised her hand and slammed it on the glass table, making the glass clang loudly.