After being reborn, I became the big boss's darling.

Ci's mind went blank, and her ears were ringing.

"Shen Yanzhi ran away?" Her teeth were chattering as she said this.

"You're not too stupid." Luo Fanshuang nodded, seemingly somewhat satisfied.

"How is that possible? With Shen Ceyan around, how could he possibly escape?"

“He doesn’t actually have that ability, but… Shen Chengzhi is, after all, Old Master Shen’s son, and he still has some connections. He used a lot of connections and still managed to protect Shen Yanzhi right under Shen Ceyan’s nose. Of course, whether Old Master Shen was involved behind the scenes is unclear. Now it seems that…” Luo Fanshuang saw the expression she wanted on Ji Nianci’s face again, and her mood naturally improved a lot, “…he escaped to New York.”

She swallowed a sip of tea and casually reminded him, "Jinianci, you'd better hurry back to China and never come out again, otherwise, who knows when your life will be in danger..."

Before Luo Fanshuang could finish speaking, Ji Nianci had already turned and walked away quickly.

The boarding announcement came on, but Ji Nianci ignored it and walked straight toward the airport exit.

As Luo Fanshuang watched her retreating figure, the corners of her mouth gradually widened into a smile.

She laid bare all her pain before her, not to gain her meager pity.

Very well, she was just as I thought.

The thought that Ji Nianci had fallen into the trap filled her with pleasure. But along with the pleasure, she also felt some resentment.

These two people truly love each other enough to be willing to give everything for one another.

But why wasn't she the one receiving all this love? If Shen Ceyan had such deep feelings for her, she would have been willing to give herself to him too.

……

Ci took a taxi back to her apartment in New York.

On the way, she turned on her computer and found some information about Shen Yanzhi in the company under Shen Chengzhi's name.

After clicking on his profile picture and looking at it for a few seconds, Ji Nianci's brow twitched violently.

She had seen this person before.

Some time before she returned to China, she went to inspect the store one day and saw a thin man wearing long sleeves and trousers. The temperature in New York was already quite high at that time, but he was wrapped up tightly from head to toe, so she couldn't help but take a second look.

He was talking to the shop assistant, asking if they had any long-sleeved shirts. The assistant, probably new and not very tactful, replied bluntly, "Sir, it's so warm now, short-sleeved shirts would be more suitable. You could take a look at our selection..."

Ji Nianci frowned, took down a few long tops from the display shelf next to her, and walked straight toward the two of them.

"Sir, these are some of our best-selling items. You may want to try them."

The man turned to look at her, and it was then that Ji Nianci noticed his left hand gripping his right wrist, scratching incessantly. His fingernails were covered in blood, and a dark stain had spread along the cuff of his black shirt.

Ji Nianci was slightly startled, but then she understood a little better.

When the man saw her, his eyes held a meaningful look. He looked at the clothes she handed him, but didn't try them on; he simply paid the bill.

As the recollection ended, Ci leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes briefly.

Back at her apartment, she found Shen Yanzhi's phone number in his purchase history.

She glanced at it twice and dialed the number.

It rang for quite a while before being answered.

"Hello, who is it?" A voice that didn't surprise her carried a hint of barely perceptible panic.

Ji Nianci cleared her throat and said, "Mr. Shen, hello. I am Ji Nianci, the manager of Kindora."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end, and when she spoke again, her tone had changed: "Miss Ji? We don't seem to know each other, do we?"

Jinian Ci's mind raced, and she quickly recited the words she had already prepared: "It's like this, we're currently conducting a customer feedback survey, and we noticed that you've made purchases from our brand before. So, we'd like to invite you out to chat and share your feelings and opinions about our brand. We'll also have a gift to reciprocate afterward. I wonder if you're available?"

The person on the other end seemed to chuckle, then slowly said, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Nianci remained silent for a long time.

Actually, she didn't know what reason she had for doing this. Perhaps there was no reason, but she just didn't want to see him imprisoned.

Consider this my last act of making amends to him for what happened in my past life.

After that incident, she no longer owed anyone anything.

From then on, the sky was high and the sea was wide, and she was no longer bound by the pain and guilt of her previous life.

……

The Shen family.

Shen Ceyan sat calmly in the main seat of the conference hall, listening to the executives on the screen explain the plan in their hands.

"If we invest in digital infrastructure now, the initial costs will indeed increase by 15%, but the return on investment three years later..."

The conference room door was suddenly pushed open, and Lin Cheng walked in hurriedly.

Shen Ceyan glanced at him and announced without changing his expression, "That's all for today, meeting adjourned."

After everyone had left, Shen Ceyan finally spoke: "What happened?"

Lin Cheng's face was unusually serious: "Boss, our people found out that Shen Yanzhi didn't go in at all. President Shen Chengzhi protected him back then. He used some connections, and even we didn't find out. He's in New York now."

Shen Ceyan's brow twitched violently.

He underestimated Shen Chengzhi.

A bad feeling suddenly rose in Shen Ceyan's heart. He took out his phone and called Ji Nianci.

I called several times, but no one answered.

Shen Ceyan's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Suddenly, he stood up and said, "Go to Kindora for design." Then he walked out without stopping.

……

"Where is your General Manager Ji?" Shen Ceyan asked in a deep voice in the reception hall.

He didn't look well; he hadn't seen Ji Nianci yet.

Tang Ying looked at the man before her, whose expression was tense, and her hand trembled slightly as she handed him tea. "President Shen, our President Ji isn't here today. If you need anything, you can ask me..."

"Where is she now?" Shen Ceyan interrupted her.

Shen Ceyan's solemn expression appeared fierce to Tang Ying, and in her panic, she confessed everything.

"President Ji is currently handling some business in New York. He had booked a flight to return a couple of days ago, and I was planning to pick him up at the airport, but he suddenly told me that he had some other things to take care of and wouldn't be coming back for the time being..."

The string that had been taut in Shen Ceyan's mind snapped with a "snap".

"Book me the fastest flight to New York!" He practically yelled at Lin Cheng before striding out.