The leader of the cultivation alliance has a crush on me.

Song Ke glared at him, then said, "That's all."

With a "bang," he slammed the door shut in a fit of anger.

He Yunming stood at the door for a few seconds, then calmly went back to sit down and watch TV.

Song Ke sat on the bed, sighing helplessly.

I used to think He Yunming was a good person, but now I realize I was really blind.

But he doesn't know how Gu Qing will react if she finds out what he's doing now.

In the original storyline, he had a happy ending with a loving partner. Now, even if He Yunming is willing to back down, the Chu family probably won't let him off the hook.

Moreover, he's been locking himself up, and who knows what his parents and older brother will do if they find out.

That night, as Song Keke was drifting off to sleep in bed, she heard her phone ring. The ringing lasted for a long time, and it wasn't answered until she hung up.

She woke up instantly and sat up. She tiptoed to the door, pressed her ear to it, and listened to the sounds outside. Sure enough, the phone rang again a short while later.

In this quiet and eerie night, the sound of the bell sent a chill down one's spine, and Song Ke unconsciously clenched her fists as she leaned against the door.

She heard the phone ringing outside stop a few seconds later; it must have been He Yunming who answered it.

Song Ke heard intermittent voices outside.

"Hmm...okay...wait for me...I'll come tomorrow."

"You should rest well. Don't worry, everything will be fine."

"Brother will help you get revenge."

Then the call was disconnected, and Song Ke's mind was still replaying the words, "I'll come over tomorrow."

He Yunming is going out tomorrow. Was the person who called He Wen?

It must be her. I wonder if He Wen knows about everything He Yunming has done.

How is she now?

Song Ke knew Zhou Chu well; when he was wicked, he was truly wicked. Moreover, since he had suffered first this time, he would probably retaliate even more fiercely.

As Song Ke listened to the gradually quieting sounds outside, she walked back to the bedside. Instead of lying down, she stood there, deep in thought.

The pale moonlight dappled through the window and fell on Song Ke. She looked up at the window. When she first woke up, she had already looked out and concluded that the building was not low, at least ten floors or above. The surrounding environment was unfamiliar, and there were no particularly conspicuous landmarks or signs, to the point that Song Ke began to wonder if He Yunming had taken her out of Yuncheng.

But then I thought about it and realized that something didn't make sense. He clearly wanted to protect the Chu family and would never leave Yuncheng.

Moreover, he always says he won't lock himself up for more than a few days, which means there's a time limit. I don't know what kind of revenge he's planning to take by staying here every day.

She found out the answer the next day. She heard He Yunming leave, and after a while, when there was no sound outside, she picked up a chair and started smashing the door lock. The noise was so loud that Song Ke herself was startled when she heard the first sound, fearing that He Yunming would return and be discovered.

She smashed the door once, paused for a while to make sure it was safe before smashing it a second time. The lock had obviously been locked separately from the outside, and smashing the original lock had damaged the other lock. There was another lock on the outside. Song Ke pulled hard on the door, but could only open it a crack about the width of a hand. She looked at the scene outside.

It turned out to be a living room with ordinary decoration. The front door was blocked by a hollowed-out wooden partition. The TV wall was right in front of the door, and opposite it was a three-seater sofa. The wall with the window was covered by curtains, making the room very dark. Looking out from there, it felt like being in a horror movie.

She pulled on the door, making it difficult to break the lock, because the chair was simply out of reach.

Song Ke was getting anxious. If he hadn't run away before He Yunming returned, he would have been able to tell that the lock had been broken.

But there were no tools in the room, and Song Ke was at a loss for what to do.

Just as she was pondering how to unlock the door, she suddenly heard a sound coming from the direction of the door—faint footsteps.

Song Ke wanted to curse in her heart.

No way, they're back so fast?

Where exactly is He Wen now?

Without thinking, Song Ke quickly put the chair back, closed the door again, ran back, took off her shoes, lay down, and pulled the blanket over herself. She didn't know if it was because she was too nervous or because she was too focused, but she heard the noise at the door getting clearer and clearer.

She heard the sound of a door opening, followed by footsteps approaching her room. She didn't hear any noise from the doorway, but she heard the sound of something being rummaged through outside. Then, the sound quickly disappeared, followed by hurried footsteps that grew farther and farther away. Finally, the door closed, and Song Ke's tense nerves relaxed.

She lifted the blanket and found her forehead covered in sweat, with a few drops even running into her eyes. Her palms were also damp. She took a deep breath and then wiped her face with the blanket.

She sniffed herself and felt nauseous. She hadn't showered for days and had been locked in this room. It smelled terrible; she felt like she was going to stink like a salted fish.

Song Ke hurriedly got out of bed and fanned herself with her hand, trying to get rid of the smell, but the doors and windows were closed and there was no ventilation at all, so it was completely ineffective.

Looking at the tightly closed door, Song Ke dared not try it immediately, fearing that He Yunming might return.

However, Song Ke was very curious. Instead of paying attention to her situation when He Yunming came back, he was searching through the living room. What was he looking for?

Chu Tiancheng had looked exhausted these past few days. Fang Cheng came in with documents, looking dejected, and said, "President Chu, up to today, we've terminated deals with twelve companies. Are we going to continue?"

Chu Tiancheng looked grim and weary. Little did he know that when the Chu family ran into trouble, there were quite a few people who took advantage of their misfortune behind their backs.

Since they want to cause trouble and have fun, let's take this opportunity to teach them a lesson.

Chu Tiancheng nodded: "Okay, continue."

"By the way, any news from the private investigator?"

When Assistant Fang heard this question, a rare look of relief appeared on his face: "President Chu, they did manage to find some clues with Miss He."

"Look at it."

As Assistant Fang spoke, he handed several photos to Chu Tiancheng. Chu Tiancheng glanced at them; they were photos of He Yunming visiting He Wen in disguise.

Chu Tiancheng sneered, "He didn't react much when Zhou Daqiang caused trouble at the He family before, but I didn't expect him to dare to risk coming to visit He Wen."

"Keep a close eye on it."

"By the way, has Chen Bin been found?"

Assistant Fang shook his head: "Last time he was quick to run away and good at hiding, but he found Qin Huan. Do you want to meet with her?"

Chu Tiancheng glanced at Assistant Fang with displeasure. Assistant Fang immediately understood what Chu Tiancheng meant and nodded, saying, "I understand."

The thing Song Ke had been worried about all day still happened. When He Yunming returned, he found signs that the door lock had been smashed.