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At 3 p.m., Pei Xingzhi and Ye Ci each drove a car from the studio to the northern suburbs of Yuncheng to discuss cooperation.

Along the way, the two Mercedes-Benzes traveled side by side. However, halfway through the journey, several black cars suddenly rushed up from behind and forced their way between the two Mercedes-Benzes.

"呲-"

Pei Xingzhi quickly slammed on the brakes, narrowly avoiding hitting the rear of the car in front.

After the car in front had driven a distance, he slowly pressed the accelerator and made a phone call to Ye Ci at the same time.

"Hey? What's wrong, Brother Pei?"

Ye Ci was unaware of what had happened, as the car played one upbeat song after another.

Pei Xingzhi frowned, carefully driving while keeping an eye on the situation behind the car.

"Several unlicensed taxis cut in front of us, and our two cars have been separated. Keep an eye on your surroundings; be careful, they might have ill intentions."

Upon hearing this, Ye Ci immediately rolled down the car window and looked to the side.

"...fuck!"

It was only when Ye Ci looked that he realized his car was already surrounded by these vehicles.

"Brother Pei, don't be careful, they're just up to no good!" As he spoke, Ye Ci made eye contact with the driver of one of the unlicensed taxis. The driver's face was grim, and his gaze towards Ye Ci was full of malice.

Ye Ci was almost instantly certain that he and Pei Xingzhi were in trouble.

"Brother Pei, be careful. I'm calling those guys right now."

Pei Xingzhi: "Okay."

"Woo——"

Before Ye Ci could even make the call, the black cars surrounding him suddenly accelerated.

"I rely on!!"

He exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly stepped on the gas to drive away, thus avoiding the tragedy of being hit.

"Call Wu Shuai!!!"

He didn't have time to slowly search for the number, so he simply shouted it into the car's voice system.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

After a few rings, Wu Shuai's voice came from the car stereo.

"Hey! Brother Ye!"

Wu Shuai only said three words, but his tone was several times more panicked than Ye Ci's. Ye Ci immediately sensed something was wrong and quickly asked, "Wu Shuai, what's going on over there?! Have you caught up with Brother Pei?"

Wu Shuai: "We can't keep up! We've all been cut off, and the car can't move at all!"

"Damn it!" Ye Ci slammed his fist on the steering wheel in anger. "Let's call the police! Don't waste our time with them!"

After saying that, she hung up the phone and quickly called Pei Xingzhi again.

Two more gray cars squeezed in front of Pei Xingzhi's car, completely separating him and Ye Ci, so they couldn't even see each other's cars anymore.

"Brother Pei! These are all people Qin Wushuang found!"

As soon as the call was connected, Ye Ci immediately stated his conclusion: "Qin Wushuang is a madman. Don't fight with him. Quickly call your sister-in-law! Only your sister-in-law can handle him!"

Pei Xingzhi gripped the steering wheel tightly and replied in a deep voice, "I understand, we'll start now."

"Teacher Qin, what are you drawing? It's so beautiful!"

In the office, Qin Song was intently designing jewelry elements for Duan Jialu.

“Camellia.” She pulled up a photo of a camellia from her album and showed it to Duan Jialu. “I saw your fitting photos, and at first glance, I felt that your overall temperament was a perfect match for the white camellia. So I thought I’d use the camellia as the main design theme to see if it could solve your problem.”

“I feel like I can.” Duan Jialu looked at Qin Song with admiration. “Just looking at your design sketches makes me feel so comfortable. Teacher Qin, only you can design jewelry that satisfies me.”

Qin Song: "I'll draw a few more, and then you can decide whether you like it or not."

Duan Jialu: "Mmm!"

Jiang Mian went out to a meeting, leaving only Qin Song and Duan Jialu in the office.

Qin Song's phone was on a table not far away. The screen lit up and then went out, then lit up again, but she didn't notice it at all.

Pei Xingzhi couldn't get through to her, so he had no choice but to give up and dial an unknown number instead.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

After three rings, the number's owner answered the phone.

Pei Xingzhi didn't have time to introduce himself; he simply stated his purpose in one sentence.

"what?"

The person opposite was completely bewildered and did not understand Pei Xingzhi's meaning at all, but Pei Xingzhi had no time to explain.

Because Qin Wushuang's car had already crashed into it...

When Qin Song finally remembered to look for his phone after finishing his work, it was already an hour later.

"Your phone is here." Jiang Mian came in from outside with a glass of juice, picked up the phone on the table, and handed it to her.

"Thank you." Qin Song took the phone and turned on the screen. He saw that more than twenty missed calls glaringly filled the screen.

But there were only two callers: Pei Xingzhi and Lin Jiahe.

“Pregnant women can’t drink coffee, so I had my assistant buy some fruit and squeeze you a fresh glass of juice.” Jiang Mian handed the juice to Qin Song and said with a smile, “Try it.”

"..."

Qin Song was completely flustered and didn't hear what Jiang Mian said to her at all.

Her hand holding the phone trembled unconsciously, and her heart skipped a beat before suddenly pounding harder, making her chest ache with a "thump thump thump".

Her face was deathly pale. She stood up from the sofa in a panic and ran out in a daze.

She ran too recklessly, and her heavy body collided directly with Jiang Mian's arm, knocking the juice in Jiang Mian's hand to the ground.

With a "smack"—

Glass shards flew everywhere, and orange-yellow juice was splashed all over the ground.

"Teacher Qin?!" Duan Jialu was startled and immediately stood up from the sofa.

"Qin Song?" Jiang Mian ignored the mess on the ground, ran a few steps to catch up with Qin Song, grabbed his arm, and asked with a frown, "Qin Song, what's wrong?"

"..." Qin Song was speechless. She forcefully shook off Jiang Mian's restraints and ran outside while returning Pei Xingzhi's call.

Just as he reached the door, a tall man rushed in from outside, almost colliding with Qin Song.

Qin Song instinctively protected her stomach, then looked up—

"Lin Jiahe?"

"Are you Qin Song?" Qin Song was wearing a mask, and Lin Jiahe didn't recognize her at first.

Qin Song raised his hand and pulled off his mask, looking up at Lin Jiahe with a pale face and a blank expression.

"How did you find your way here? Did Pei Xingzhi send you?"

"Yes!" Lin Jiahe's expression was solemn. "Come with me first, I'll take you to find him."

He didn't have time to stand there and explain to Qin Song; he simply grabbed Qin Song and started to leave.

"Wait a minute." Qin Song stopped him, paused for two seconds in bewilderment, then suddenly turned around and rushed to Jiang Mian's desk, grabbing a small knife from the desk into his hand.

"Let's go." Holding a knife in one hand and a phone in the other, she followed Lin Jiahe out of the studio, exuding a fierce aura.