Beijing Night Snow

Chapter 15: Your College Classmate

Song Jinhe had heard before that an artist received a threatening package from a fanatical fan and was so scared that he didn't dare to be alone for a long time.

At that time, Zhang Ting said that she would check the packages sent to the company first.

When things don't happen to you, they always feel unreal, so she didn't take Zhang Ting's words to heart.

Now that it happened to herself, Song Jinhe finally experienced what that feeling was like.

Besides, she hadn't even seen the package yet, but her heart was already beating so fast that it hurt.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Chen Yucong said, then immediately turned around and started contacting the property management through the video doorbell in the entrance.

"Hello, I'm..." Chen Yucong quickly explained the situation to the property management and asked the person who had previously helped to sign for the express delivery to come over.

Sitting at the dining table, Song Jinhe took a deep breath, suppressed the panic in her heart, then put down her chopsticks, stood up and walked towards Chen Yucong.

Although she no longer had a fever, Song Jinhe's sense of smell was not as sensitive at this time, and she did not smell anything unusual at first.

Until she got closer and closer to Chen Yucong, a strange smell suddenly came into her nose in the air, and Song Jinhe's tension in her heart increased.

For a moment, Song Jinhe paused. When she realized that it was a courier to threaten her, many guesses already appeared in her mind.

It wasn't until the unpleasant smell entered her nose that Song Jinhe had roughly guessed what it was.

But she did not back down. She walked straight to Chen Yucong and took a clear look at the gift box of a certain brand.

Song Jinhe thought inappropriately that this brand had once approached her to be its brand spokesperson, but due to some reasons, the deal fell through.

Chen Yucong had just finished communicating with the property management when he noticed Song Jinhe who had come to his side. He didn't want Song Jinhe to see something bad, so he subconsciously wanted to hide the things to the other side.

"Why are you here? Don't worry about this matter, I will handle it." Chen Yucong was in a bad mood at the moment, but he tried to be as gentle as possible when talking to Song Jinhe.

Song Jinhe looked at Chen Yucong and said calmly, "Let's open it and take a look."

It was specially prepared for her, why didn't she even take a look at it, Song Jinhe thought masochistically in her heart.

Chen Yucong still disagreed, "What's so good about this kind of thing?"

But Song Jinhe stood there without saying anything, obviously looking very determined.

Chen Yucong has no way to deal with Song Jinhe. She looks gentle and cold, but in fact, no one can change her decision.

Finally, Chen Yucong opened the gift box under the gaze of Song Jinhe.

The moment it was opened, the smell of blood and decay spread instantly. Chen Yucong saw it before Song Jinhe, and then quickly closed the box.

This time, Chen Yucong ignored Song Jinhe's thoughts and directly opened the door and put the box outside.

After putting the box down, Chen Yucong closed the door, reached out and hugged Song Jinhe into his arms, "Sui Sui, this is not an important matter, I will take care of it."

Song Jinhe didn't say anything. Her face was pale. She tried hard for a long time to suppress the nausea in her heart.

"Okay." Song Jinhe took a deep breath and didn't insist any further.

Whatever it was, she already knew.

The property management staff arrived quickly. Chen Yucong asked Song Jinhe to sit in the living room, and then he negotiated with the property management staff at the door.

If he wasn't worried that Song Jinhe would be scared, Chen Yucong might have gone directly to the corridor to discuss these things with the property management. In the end, the police were called, and Song Jinhe contacted Zhang Ting. After all, it was not easy for Chen Yucong to handle such a matter clearly.

After Zhang Ting arrived, she and the property management company communicated with the police about what happened next, and Chen Yucong returned to Song Jinhe.

Song Jinhe looked up at Chen Yucong and smiled at him gently, "Don't be nervous, I'm not afraid."

In this regard, Song Jinhe really did not lie. She was indeed panicked at the beginning, but now she is no longer panicked.

"We haven't eaten yet, let's eat first." Song Jinhe said as she stood up.

But she was stopped by Chen Yucong, who held Song Jinhe in his arms without saying anything, just holding her.

After a long while, Song Jinhe continued: "Okay, I'm really fine."

Chen Yucong wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't say anything in the end. He just felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

He had no way to vent this discomfort, and in the end he could only blame it all on the person who sent the courier.

Chen Yucong thought that he would not let the other party have an easy time.

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After staying at home for two days, Song Jinhe had work again, and Chen Yucong also had to start working.

Song Jinhe had a photo shoot today and Zhang Ting followed her. When she was putting on makeup, Zhang Ting was holding her phone beside her and no one knew what she was doing, but she just frowned from time to time.

Because the makeup artist was there, Song Jinhe didn't ask anything. It wasn't until the makeup artist finished her makeup and left that Song Jinhe asked in a gentle voice, "What happened? Why are you frowning?"

Realizing that it was Song Jinhe who was talking to her, Zhang Ting explained: "The person who sent the courier has been found."

Song Jinhe was not very surprised, after all, there was pressure from Chen Yucong behind her.

Zhang Ting said angrily: "Now what are you telling me about your history of mental illness?"

Song Jinhe was silent for a moment, then said very calmly: "To be able to do such a thing, isn't it normal to have a mental illness?"

Zhang Ting looked at Song Jinhe and was unable to refute for a moment.

"Now he wants to use mental illness as an excuse to escape responsibility." This is what made Zhang Ting angry. He did such a disgusting thing, and now he thinks they can't do anything to him just because he's sick?
Song Jinhe didn't really care about what responsibility that person would be held accountable for, but was more curious about the reason why the other party did this.

"So why did he send me that kind of express delivery?" Song Jinhe asked.

Zhang Ting's expression turned a little ugly, and she looked as if she wanted to say something but hesitated, as if she didn't know how to explain to Song Jinhe.

Song Jinhe waited patiently. After a long while, Zhang Ting finally said truthfully, "Actually, that man is your college classmate."

"What?" Song Jinhe was a little stunned, and her face was full of disbelief when she looked at Zhang Ting.

"He is from the same dance academy as you, one year older than you, and is in the dance choreography department." Zhang Ting paused, "Maybe you know him."

Song Jinhe was surprised. She had never thought that there was such a connection between them. She was silent for a long time before asking, "What's his name?"

"Han Tao." Zhang Ting said.

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(End of this chapter)