Transmigrated into the body of a villain, I became my sister's savior.

After Ye Xiangwen left, his wife Wang Dan stayed home for a while arranging flowers.

She felt that her flower arranging skills had improved and she had reached the threshold of mastering them.

Flowers of different heights are combined to create a layered effect.

Gerbera and other flowers are casually scattered throughout, paired with green plants such as eucalyptus, creating a beautiful contrast of red flowers and green leaves.

Wang Dan examined it for a while and felt that it was still lacking something.

One flower wasn't blooming lushly enough; there was too much blank space.

So she picked up her handbag from the entrance and prepared to go to the flower market for another stroll.

Let's see if we can find a more suitable flower substitute.

As soon as I left the residential area, a person followed me, holding an iron rod in his hand.

It dragged on the ground, making a sizzling sound.

It's hard not to notice him.

Wang Dan glanced back.

The man had long, greasy hair that was stuck together, giving him a颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a sense of decadence, listlessness, or apathy) air.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he walked with a weak and listless gait.

The short-sleeved shirt and sweatpants I was wearing were so wrinkled that their original colors were hard to tell, and they looked like they hadn't been changed in a long time.

Wherever he went, people around him made way.

Wang Dan initially thought it was just a coincidence, but after walking for a while, she realized something was wrong.

She was fast, and so was the other person; she was slow, and so was the other person; she turned a corner, and so did the other person.

After walking down another street, she finally couldn't resist turning her head to look at the dejected man.

The man didn't move aside; instead, he grinned, revealing an extremely strange smile—his features were all smiling, yet it conveyed numbness and bitterness.

He looks like a psychopath.

This person was none other than Liu Jun, a gaming partner of Song Siyuan in the internet cafe and a gaming master from Sanhe.

Liu Jun's bee healing skills are superb; he can heal, fight, and is extremely skilled at escaping attacks.

Wang Dan felt uneasy and quickly called Ye Xiangwen.

But the call was disconnected.

Wang Dan mustered her courage and asked, "Why are you following me?"

Liu Jun, his eyelids drooping, finally spoke: "Is the main road yours?"

His voice was weak and feeble, giving the impression that he might die at any moment.

Wang Dan mentally downgraded his fighting ability to 0.3 geese.

Therefore, she regained a little courage: "You follow me wherever I go, and you still say you're not following me?"

Liu Jun leaned on the iron rod, slightly out of breath.

The furthest he ever walked was from the internet cafe's private room to the toilet.

Walking this stretch of road today almost used up all of his monthly exercise routine ahead of schedule.

"I'm lost, I can't find the way, and I don't know where I should go. I'm not following you."

These words carried a strange Zen-like quality, but they sounded more like the words of a madman.

Wang Dan married Ye Shangwen right after graduating from university and lived a life of luxury.

They have very little social experience.

This is the first time I've encountered this situation, and I don't know how to handle it.

She was afraid that this man would plot against her with an iron rod, and she was also afraid that he would suddenly die after her, leaving her with no way to defend herself.

She mustered her courage and walked a little further.

The person stuck to me like a leech.

The sound of the iron rod scraping against the ground was ever-present.

Wang Dan stopped, turned around, and asked through gritted teeth, "What exactly do you want?"

Liu Jun thought for a long time before slowly shaking his head, his eyes vacant: "I won't do it."

Wang Dan was stunned for a while before she realized that Liu Jun was driving.

She was furious. Who was she? How could she possibly be interested in such a dejected man?

I don't know if it can stand up straight.

Before she could react, Liu Jun started complaining: "You look over fifty, too old, I don't like you."

Wang Dan is a full twelve years younger than Ye Shangwen, only in her early forties this year, and she takes very good care of herself.

He looks like he's in his thirties.

Today I went out wearing a flowing brocade cheongsam, which accentuated my curves and made me look incredibly alluring.

This person actually mocked her for being too old?

Wang Dan was so angry that he was so enraged that he felt as if two Buddhas had been born and ascended to heaven.

She pulled out her phone, trembling, and threatened, "Get lost! If you follow me again, I'll call the police."

Liu Jun yawned, tears welling up in his eyes: "Hurry up, don't waste time."

When Wang Dan called the police, she was so angry that she could barely speak.

He finally managed to explain things clearly, albeit in a jumbled and incoherent manner.

After hanging up the phone, she stood there and wouldn't move.

Liu Jun stood there, leaning on his iron rod, staring back at her, without trying to run away.

It hasn't rained for the past few days, the sky is a bit gloomy, and a gust of wind swept by.

Liu Jun sniffed, inhaling the fragrance wafting from Wang Dan, and commented, "The cosmetics have really soaked in."

"You may be old, but you do smell really good."

Wang Dan was so angry that she saw stars, and gritted her teeth: "You just wait! You'll be sorry later."

The police car finally arrived.

Wang Dan regained her confidence, stepped forward, identified herself, and then angrily denounced Liu Jun's despicable behavior.

However, these kinds of disputes are actually not easy to handle, and most of them rely on communication and coordination.

The police officer asked Liu Jun, "What are you doing carrying that iron rod all of a sudden?"

Liu Jun still had that half-dead look on his face: "I'm a game booster, so it's reasonable for me to carry an iron rod with me when I go out, right?"

The officer frowned and asked, "How is that reasonable?"

Liu Jun replied, "I don't get much exercise, I'm physically weak, and I can't walk without a cane."

The officer asked, "Are you using such a heavy iron rod as a walking stick?"

Liu Jun said in a matter-of-fact tone, "What can I do? I'm poor and can't afford a real cane. I just picked one up when I passed by an abandoned construction site and will make do with it."

The officer, exasperated, asked again, "Then why were you following them?"

Liu Jun's eyes darted around as he said, "I've always had a bad sense of direction since I was little, and I'm always getting lost."

"When I was in elementary school, I was on my way to school, but somehow I ended up in an illegal internet cafe."

"From then on, I embarked on a path of no return. Do you think I'm lost, completely confused?"

The person in front of me was listless and spoke strangely, but had not committed any actual illegal acts.

Whoever gets involved in this kind of dispute is doomed.

The police officer couldn't do anything about it.

The leader in charge of the Donghai City police is a close associate of Mayor Cheng, and is not from the same faction as Ye Shangwen's leader, and is also much more powerful.

They don't need to worry about Ye Shangwen putting pressure on them later.

But Wang Dan is, after all, the bureau chief's wife, so she still has to make a good impression.

One officer said, "I'm warning you, stalking and harassing others is illegal."

Liu Jun's eyes suddenly lit up: "Are they going to arrest me?"

"I heard they provide room and board. Wow, my gaming buddies are making money like crazy lately."

"They even set KPIs for me when they were processing orders. I was so tired of it, I almost threw up. Who knew that having targets for hobbies would be this torturous?"

He hugged the iron rod and rubbed his hands excitedly: "Could you let me stay a little longer? I need to get some rest; look at my dark circles..."

"Also, could you make the seaweed and egg drop soup a little thicker?"

police officer:"……"

Liu Jun stretched out his hands: "Why aren't you doing anything? Take me away."

Police officer: "What kind of weirdos are these... Sometimes I really want to call the police."

After patiently educating him for a while, the group confiscated his iron rod and drove away.

Things are back to square one.

Wherever Wang Dan went, he followed.

And what's even worse is that his eyes kept darting around on her.

He seemed to be figuring out how to get him in and to what extent he could secure a stable job.

Wang Dan was truly terrified and called Ye Shangwen again.

The call was connected this time.

With a sob in her voice, Wang Dan embellished her story about being followed and threatened.

She was quite eloquent; she made it sound even more serious than if there were bombs in the car.

Ye Shangwen was still in the underground parking garage when he heard this and roared again, "Fuck the hell out!"

"I understand. You go home first, and don't go out for the next few days."

He and his family have been threatened.

Damn it, I've run into a reckless idiot who's fearless and reckless.

Such people are the most dangerous; they lack common sense, don't play by any rules, and might take risks at any time.

I'd trade my life for yours.

He recalled a famous QQ case.

I suddenly felt a little scared.

After all, if I just hold on for a few more years, I can retire peacefully in this position.

If we accidentally capsize in a ditch, all our previous efforts will be in vain.

His position is being watched by many.

Take his deputy, Xu Yi, for example; he just waits all day to take over.

He suddenly thought of a possibility: "Xu Yi arranged for his daughter, Xu Yan, to teach at the Third Middle School, and to be Fei Fei's music teacher."

"Could it be that they're collecting evidence of Fei Fei's arrogant and domineering behavior, preparing to report me?"

Ye Shangwen's paranoia kicked in; the more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed, and he gradually felt a sense of fear.

His high position and power are both his advantage and his disadvantage.

"I can't let Feifei cause any more trouble..." he murmured.

But it's not over yet.

He soon received another call from his secretary: "Director, please come quickly, someone has put up a banner at the entrance of the office."

Ye Shangwen's mind went blank.

"Damn it, is this never going to end?"