After transmigrating into the book, she clung tightly to her captain husband and wouldn't let g

Because she was in a good mood, she walked with a bouncy, skipping gait, just like a little rabbit.

Ji Jingshen's lips unconsciously curved into a slight smile. He went back, opened the box, and looked at the cute little cookies inside, his smile widening even further.

Song Qianyi changed her previous strategy of relentlessly pursuing Ji Jingshen. Instead, she stood at the door every morning and evening, waiting for Ji Jingshen to come out, hoping to bump into him, exchange greetings, and exchange a few pleasantries.

It's even more punctual than Non-Playerc.

Ji Jingshen's reaction remained indifferent, and he occasionally made phone calls, only nodding and greeting her.

After several days, progress has been virtually zero.

Song Qianyi sat at her workstation, staring at the computer screen, unable to write a single proposal for a long time.

Sun Man glanced at her as she passed by and patted her on the shoulder: "We need the proposal by tomorrow."

Song Qianyi snapped out of her daze, composed herself, and threw herself into her work.

As Song Qianyi was packing up to leave near the end of the workday, she suddenly received a phone call.

Because it belonged to Liu Qin, she didn't overlook it.

"Xiao Song, go to the east side of the city and get a document. It's for President Xu."

"Is this what President Xu wants?" Song Qianyi hesitated.

If Xu Fengnian needed documents, he could have had someone else fetch them; why did he insist on having her do it?

“I’m with General Manager Xu right now, we’re both waiting for that document!” Liu Qin urged, “This is giving you an opportunity.”

Although Song Qianyi didn't know what opportunity Liu Qin was giving her, she didn't want to delay her work, so she went to pick up the things at the address he gave her.

The address is very remote, located in a dilapidated residential area.

Song Qianyi looked at the dilapidated unit door, then looked up at the wall covered with ivy, and called Liu Qin back.

What kind of documents could be in such a dilapidated place?

The other party didn't answer.

Song Qianyi went upstairs to find out what was going on and stepped into the room.

The room was dimly lit, with only a blurry outline of all the furniture. Song Qianyi fumbled on the wall for a long time but still couldn't find the light switch.

Song Qianyi simply gave up the search, turned on her phone's flashlight, and looked around.

It was a very dilapidated house, with not much inside; you could see it all at a glance.

Unable to get through to Liu Qin by phone, Song Qianyi simply called Xu Fengnian directly.

Before the call could even connect, the door behind me slammed shut, and the last glimmer of light vanished.

The phone call also automatically disconnected, as if a signal jammer had been installed in the room.

Song Qianyi turned around and opened the door.

The door didn't move at all.

"Is anyone home?" Song Qianyi shouted while banging on the door.

"Song Qianyi, don't bother. If I don't open the door, no one can open it."

It was Song Qianyu's voice.

Song Qianyi was stunned for a moment, then pounded on the door even more violently: "Song Qianyu, what's wrong with you again? Open the door right now, or you're done for when I get out."

Song Qianyu, standing outside the door, showed no fear, toying with her keys and ignoring Song Qianyi's warning: "Let's talk about it after you can get out!"

Touching the scar on her arm, a ruthless glint flashed in her eyes. Song Qianyu was still not satisfied and kicked the door: "Wasn't the lesson last time enough? You still want to get close to Lin Hao. This time I must teach you a lesson and see how you try to get close to Lin Hao in the future."

"Are you out of your mind?" Song Qianyi blurted out, "Didn't I make myself clear enough to you guys before?"

She gave up struggling, stood at the door, and glanced down at her phone.

Still no signal.

"I joined the company on official business, and it has nothing to do with the two of you."

"Open the door, and everything will be fine."

There was no response from the door.

Song Qianyi kicked the door; the sound wasn't loud, but it was enough for her to vent her emotions.

After calming herself down, she changed her strategy when she spoke again: "Qianyu, there's no need for us sisters to make a scene like this. Let's sit down and talk things over."

If the hard approach doesn’t work, try the soft approach.

"When you were seducing Lin Hao, did you ever think about the fact that we're sisters?" Song Qianyu finally spoke, but her tone was repulsive. "You'd better stay here tonight!"

A wicked smile curled at the corners of her lips: "I heard someone died in this house a few years ago. Maybe the vengeful spirit is keeping you company!"

Song Qianyu tossed the key into the air and caught it steadily, then turned and left.

As the footsteps faded into the distance, Song Qianyi called out several times.

No one responded.

It seems the person is really gone.

Song Qianyi gradually calmed down and used the light from her phone to look for the power switch.

Locate the power switch based on experience, turn it on, and then press the switch again.

no response.

The room remained completely dark.

Undeterred, she went to look out the window again.

Although the community is old, the protective netting is very sturdy and cannot be moved at all.

Moreover, she's currently on the fifth floor, and going down there without any protective measures could easily result in injury.

Song Qianyi took out her phone, which showed only one bar of signal, and she couldn't even make a call.

All was quiet, with only the faint light from Song Qianyi's phone.

Looking around at the pitch-black surroundings, she suddenly smiled.

She used to think of herself and Song Qianyu as sisters, and since the original owner of this body had done many bad things, she was still quite polite to Song Qianyu.

However, it seems that her politeness did not elicit any concessions from the other party.

After that, don't blame her for being impolite.

This is an old neighborhood, nearing demolition, and many people have moved away, leaving very few people in the entire building.

As night fell, it became excessively quiet.

A rustling sound came from the corner.

Various terrifying images of ghosts kept flooding Song Qianyi's mind.

Song Qianyi felt a chill run down her spine.

She clutched her phone, the light from the flashlight and the screen offering her a little comfort.

This comfort did not last long.

The low battery warning sounded briefly before the light suddenly disappeared.

My phone is out of battery.

Song Qianyi sighed and curled up in the corner.

This situation seems very familiar.

How long will she be trapped here this time?

In the silence, a sound suddenly came from the door.

Song Qianyi subconsciously gripped the broom beside her, watching the doorway warily.

Was it someone who came to rescue her, or Song Qianyu, or someone else?

"Squeak!"

The sound of the door opening was exceptionally clear.

By the light in the hallway, Song Qianyi could see that it was a homeless man dressed in shabby clothes.

The homeless man also saw her, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and with a lewd smile, he rubbed his hands together as he walked over.

"Go away!"

Song Qianyi held a broom in both hands, raised it in front of her, and waved it repeatedly, trying to scare away the homeless man.

The homeless man held the other end of the broom with one hand, deftly restraining Song Qianyi: "What a pretty little girl."

"If you touch me, you'll definitely suffer the consequences, but if you let me go, I'll give you money, any amount you want." Song Qianyi glanced at the door, steadied herself, and tried to negotiate with the homeless man.

"How much money can you give me?" the homeless man asked, but still moved closer to Song Qianyi.

As he got closer, you could even smell the stench emanating from him.

"Fifty thousand, no, one hundred thousand!" Song Qianyi negotiated with the homeless man: "How much do you want? I can give you anything."

"Give me some fun first, and we'll talk about the money later." The homeless man grinned maliciously as he lunged at Song Qianyi.