Chapter 2

The threats grew worse. Anonymous messages turned into slashed tires. Mysterious figures started lurking outside Su Lin’s house. One night, she found her bedroom window left slightly open—something she was sure she had locked before. Li Ming insisted she report it to the police, but Su Lin knew better. This was a warning. Jiang Chen knew it too. That was why, at midnight, he appeared outside her house, jaw clenched with barely restrained fury. “You’re staying with me,” he said. It wasn’t a request. It was a demand. Su Lin should have been scared. But instead, she felt safe for the first time in weeks.