A heartthrob? Here you go!

Ji Yan looked at Yu Ge with a cold gaze and turned on the communicator silently.

He opened the dialog box with Song Jingshen, took a picture of the pen in Yu Ge's hand and her hand, sent it to Song Jingshen, and added a message.

After sending the message, Ji Yan turned off the communicator and cast a cold gaze on the paper, watching her write comments one by one.

The more he read, the faster his heart beat, until the last comment appeared, which seemed to resonate with him.

His fingers twitched imperceptibly, and he stared at the comment intently, his eyes slightly stunned, his chest surging like huge waves in the sea.

Yu Ge was still writing when Ji Yan behind him suddenly asked, "I'm still short of an administrative secretary. Is Yu interested?"

As he spoke, he calmly pressed his hand on Yu Ge's shoulder, and the golden ink with the scent of roses accidentally printed on the green T-shirt.

Yu Ge paused, put down his pen, patted the hand on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "No need, classmate Ji, do you have anything else to do? I have an appointment this afternoon."

"That's a pity." Ji Yan stepped back gentlemanly, his eyes lingering from the scribbled comments on the paper to Yu Ge. He suppressed his pounding heart and said:

"Mr. Yu will change his mind in the future. I look forward to your reply."

"But from now on, please don't avoid our normal communication."

Yu Ge responded, took his bag, stood up, and left Ji Yan's exclusive study and lounge.

She opened the communicator as soon as she came out of the lounge, and saw that it was indeed a message from Song Jingshen.

Yu Ge casually replied to the message "see you in the evening" and was about to close the communicator when a message popped up -

Liu Yu: Help! Please save me!

Along with the information, a location popped up, which was in a small alley where a small noble community gathered.

Yu Ge looked at the message and struggled internally. She had an appointment in the afternoon, and besides, this Liu Yu was the brutal and cruel villain in the original text.

Yu Ge looked at the time, it was ten o'clock in the morning.

There are still eight hours until the meeting at 6pm.

No matter how cruel he is, from what we have seen these few times, he is just a shy young man who loves to eat meat floss bread.

Yu Ge calmed down and replied without hesitation: I'll be there soon. Then he clicked on the navigation and left quickly following it.

The special attention ringtone of the communicator rang, and the elegant young man in front of the large desk put down the pen in his hand, picked up the communicator beside him and opened it.

Yu Ge’s chat box was pinned to the top, still with that funny and cute avatar. I replied to him that I had an appointment and would meet up later.

Song Jing frowned as he looked at the brief and perfunctory message and sighed softly.

Xiaoyu has been a little cold in responding to his messages recently.

That Liu Yu should have been sent away by now. Is it because of that Boss Ye?

Thinking of Liu Yu, Song Jingshen felt a little uneasy for some reason.

After Song Jingshen replied to Yu Ge with an emoticon, he exited the chat box, frowned and sent a message, asking about Liu Yu's current situation.

After sending the message, he slid his finger and saw the message that Ji Yan sent half an hour ago.

Ji Yan: [Hand holding pen]

Ji Yan: Jingshen, I saw a pen that is very similar to the one you usually use.

Song Jingshen's gaze rested on the rough, calloused hand holding a pen in the photo.

This is a small fish...

Xiaoyu was just with him?

Thinking about the teaching assistant some time ago and the forced friend adding yesterday, Song Jingshen raised his eyes and looked at Ji Yan's name coldly. He felt depressed and angry, but he had to suppress his anger and jealousy and reply to Ji Yan.

Song Jingshen: Maybe it’s the same style they customized, so don’t worry about it.

After replying, Song Jingshen casually assigned the task of mass production of customized pens and quickly putting them on the market, then turned off the communicator, took a deep breath, picked up the pen and immersed himself in busy government affairs.

Time in the evening must be freed up for Xiaoyu, and these things must be done now.

He will slowly clean up these disgusting things later.

In the dark and dirty alley, the charming and beautiful young woman was no longer as pretty as before. She was covered in dirt and huddled in a smelly trash can.

Her beautiful eyes filled with mist stared at the reply on the communicator, her hands trembling unnaturally.

After sending the message, he realized that something was wrong, but the only person he could ask for help was Yu Ge.

The Special Inspectorate would never respond to civilians' cries for help; they would only comfort and persuade them to accept their fate.

Most civilians are like pigs and dogs waiting to be slaughtered. They always stay in safe slaughterhouses in remote urban areas. They will not encounter any danger and naturally will not feel the cruelty caused by class divisions.

But he encountered it once.

During one night run, he was dragged by a group of thugs into an alley as dark and gloomy as the one he was in now.

They surrounded him and beat him, and the one who finally found his wallet saw his civilian identity on his ID, smiled grimly, walked up to him, lifted his chin, and looked closely at his facial features through the bruises.

“It can be sold for a good price.”

The bastard said, "Some nobles like this kind of man. If they drag him back and sell him, they can pretend to be nobles and enjoy themselves for a few more days."

He had heard of the darkness before, and immediately struggled desperately, but was tutted in dissatisfaction by someone, who then punched him hard in the temple, knocking him unconscious.

When he woke up again, he was already in another place. His bound hands and feet were untied, and his face was covered with the burning safflower oil.

The bright light in front of him was so bright that he couldn't open his eyes. After a long while, he slowly stood up, holding onto the wall.

Looking around, there was no one in sight. All those foul faces had disappeared. Apart from the wounds on their bodies, everything seemed like a nightmare with no trace left.

"Fuck-"

A sharp sound of sliding on the ground was heard, and Liu Yu turned her head in panic, only to see the rear wheel of the bicycle moving away quickly. There was no figure, only a cute palm-sized doll floating in the air for a moment and then disappearing on the other side of the wall.

Liu Yu was confused and uncertain for a long time before she moved over to check.

On the wet soil, there were only deep marks of a bicycle tire and the print of a shoe supporting a bicycle, as if someone was waiting at the entrance of the alley for him to wake up.

Liu Yu engraved that mark deeply in his heart until that rainy night when he saw the familiar bicycle rear wheel and the doll hanging on it opposite the bus stop.

After Yu Ge left, he couldn't help but walk over, squat down, and carefully examine the shoe prints and tire marks left on the ground.

Familiar shoe and tire marks.

Found you, kind-hearted anonymous person.

Thinking of Yu Ge again, Liu Yu felt warm in his heart. He was saved by Yu Ge once, so when he encountered problems again, he subconsciously asked Yu Ge for help.

But he also loves Yu Ge, this girl who seems taciturn but is actually lively and warm.

He typed the next line with trembling hands.

Liu Yu: I'm fine. The message just now was about playing dare, so ignore it.

Liu Yu: I am planning to move. If there is still a chance, would you like to try the bread I made?