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After the fight with Liu, Duan Xiuying was not about to let things go. Knowing that it was Liu's turn to do the outside cleaning today, she called Luo Daoming to express her grievances. However, her plans changed when Liu unexpectedly took a leave of absence the next day, leaving Duan Xiuying to direct her anger towards Lao Ran.
"Luo Daoming intercepted Lao Ran at the door. Is there no one to stand up for him?" Ziya said angrily, feeling a sense of injustice for Lao Ran.
"Alas! It's all my fault for being so gossipy. Although Lao Ran is someone who avoids trouble, he is still a man who values his dignity. Being intercepted by Luo Daoming at the door was a great humiliation; he insulted Lao Ran's ancestors without restraint. What a sin!"
"So what happened with Luo Daoming afterward?"
"I'm not quite sure. That shrew was present, and she was so scared that she couldn't even speak. She's still resting at home. After the incident with Luo Daoming, Lao Ran became aggressive, sometimes lucid and sometimes strange. Zhang, the Chief Editor, wanted to dismiss him but was too frightened to say anything. This matter has caused quite a stir at the News Agency. They thought they could keep it under wraps, but there are no walls that don't leak; we all found out."
"Liu, thank you! I need to head to the office now." Ziya quickly stood up and checked the time—she had only ten minutes before Liu, the office director, would arrive.
What Ziya needed to do now was check if there were any urine stains on Stone Lion's heel. If true, then Liu's words about who possessed Lao Ran would be credible. Suddenly, her phone rang loudly; it was Anqing calling.
"Hello, Anqing?" Ziya answered the phone, raising her eyebrows in surprise at why Zi Anqing would call her at this time. On the other end of the line, Zi Anqing's anxious voice came through.
"Are you misbehaving again? Where are you now?"
"I'm at the News Agency! What's wrong?" Ziya replied loudly into the phone. She was focused on talking seriously with her mother when a strange figure appeared behind her without her noticing.
"I knew you were lying! Someone just called me saying you haven't shown up for work yet." Zi Anqing's voice was filled with frustration, causing Ziya to pull the phone away and frown in confusion about who had snitched on her. A pair of slow, eerie hands suddenly rested on Ziya's shoulder just as she was about to explain herself to Anqing Mama.
"Ah... ah..." A chill swept over her as she felt an icy presence; Ziya's hair stood on end as she gasped in shock, dropping her phone to the ground in fright.
"Ah... ah... ah..." Unexpectedly, the person who reached out to touch her also screamed loudly and, clutching their disheveled hair, turned and ran away.
"Ha, ha, ha," Ziya gasped, releasing the intense heartbeat brought on by her earlier fright. She picked up her phone from the ground and looked around the corridor, surprised that no one had appeared in response to her scream. Thinking of Liu, she wondered if Liu hadn't heard her shouting. Realizing something was off, she hurried back to the room she had just exited.
Pushing open Liu's lounge door, she was stunned—Liu was sound asleep against the wall, drooling from the corner of her mouth... Ziya quietly walked in. She grabbed a jacket and draped it over Liu's shoulders before quietly closing the door behind her as she left.
Who was that woman earlier? Why did she sneak around in the corridor and then run away in such a panic? Ziya pondered for a moment. She thought about calling Zi Anqing but pressed the phone button only to find it unresponsive. Frustrated, she shook her phone. This trick actually worked; the screen flashed white for a moment—good.
However, Ziya was startled by a shadowy figure on her phone screen. The image of a selfie looked just like Zhou Chen's profile created with Photoshop on a computer. Sweat... she gasped softly and thought, "Zhou Chen, are you there?" The surroundings were so quiet that even a pin dropping could be heard. A chill ran down her spine; her face turned pale as she realized something ominous was nearby. She quickly ran toward the elevator and pressed the button for the 13th floor just as it arrived.
The elevator doors slid open with a whoosh. Ziya glanced inside to find it empty but felt an icy gaze from behind her. Who could it be? Zhou Chen? That woman? Or Liu? With a big question mark in her mind, she stepped into the elevator, eager to reach the first floor.
As Ziya entered the elevator, the doors began to close slowly when suddenly a pair of hands appeared in the gap between them. She watched nervously as the doors were forcibly pulled open. Her heart raced wildly as a disheveled woman stepped inside and stared blankly at her.
Ziya desperately tried to calm her racing heart, but it seemed to beat louder and faster. There was a look of hatred in this woman's eyes... The elevator descended: 13, 12, 11, 10, 9, 8—caught completely off guard... At that moment, the woman suddenly reached out and grabbed her by the throat, causing a suffocating sensation that made stars appear before her eyes... The woman's grip was incredibly strong; it felt like her eyeballs were going to burst from discomfort...
Everything went dark for Ziya as she felt herself at the entrance, seeing a woman with a radiant expression approaching the Guard Room—Duan Xiuying. Today she was going to the supermarket with Luo Daoming. As a single man, Luo Daoming spent nearly all his monthly salary on this woman who already had a family—a husband and a well-behaved daughter—and they were sinking deeper under moral condemnation.
"Why haven't you made any noise after helping me get my revenge?" Duan Xiuying shouted at Luo Daoming, who was browsing adult websites.
"Don't interrupt; this girl is hot! **Wow... hey!" he replied in a sleazy tone while eyeing Duan Xiuying as she approached. He started touching her casually since it was late at night and quiet. In the Guard Room, he was alone on duty; hardly anyone would come in or out—the only ones who occasionally did were a few cleaners living there.
"Stop being annoying! I'm asking you how you dealt with them! Look at those two—they're ganging up on me!"
"What's all the noise about? Didn't I already teach that bastard a lesson? You don't need to shout for me to kill them all for you to be satisfied." Luo Daoming, fueled by a bit of drunken bravado, wanted nothing more than to enjoy the view in peace. However, the woman before him, Duan Xiuying, was relentless in her complaints, which only served to irritate him further. Used to being sweet-talked by Luo Daoming, Duan Xiuying couldn't handle such scolding and pouted in defiance before storming out of the Guard Room towards the door.
"Hey! Wait for me! That damn woman is angry. If I were young again, I wouldn't settle for such low-quality goods. Damn it..." He had originally planned to go to the supermarket, and he figured Duan Xiuying was already waiting outside for him. Cursing under his breath, he shut down his computer and grabbed his wallet. Fortunately, the supermarket wasn't far; he didn't dare venture too far away, given his responsibilities.
Ziya followed Luo Daoming outside, her vision hazy as she spotted a woman standing on the road. The woman’s back was turned towards Duan Xiuying, her hair flowing in the wind, creating a lonely silhouette without a shadow... Don't go! Ziya screamed in panic as she saw Luo Daoming running towards the woman on the street, mistakenly thinking it was Duan Xiuying. Without a second thought, he dashed into the middle of the road... A massive dump truck thundered towards him. A gust of wind rushed at Luo Daoming, and he froze in shock... but it was already too late...
"No... no..." Ziya suddenly awoke, the elevator still moving, but the woman from moments ago had vanished.
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