My online dating circle has millions of followers, why would she put a collar on me?

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Xia Anmian held her phone in her hand, and her call with Sun Miaomiao was still going on.

However, that button has already been selected.

A surveillance video appeared on the phone.

The surveillance footage showed Su Xiaoyue's Lincoln.

Three minutes later, the Lincoln sedan will collide with an out-of-control truck at an intersection.

The impact angle is calculated; a side impact will deform the cab.

Although the mortality rate for rear-seat passengers was less than nine percent, she couldn't wait any longer.

Xia Anmian's eyelashes drooped down, casting a dappled shadow under her eyes.

Many images flashed through her mind.

The image of Jiang Yi reserving a seat for her in the cafeteria, the profile of Jiang Yi waiting for her after class under the streetlights, and the sound of Jiang Yi gently calling her "Mianmian" in the hotel bed.

Then another scene appears.

In the private room of the restaurant, Su Xiaoyue held Jiang Yi's hand, their fingers intertwined, her smile sweet and confident: "I'm holding my boyfriend's hand."

Xia Anmian pressed her finger down sharply.

"Beep—"

The moment the system confirmed, her heart felt like it was being squeezed, making her shrink back.

A message appeared on the screen: [Program started, estimated execution time: 180 seconds.]

One hundred and eighty seconds.

three minutes.

360 seconds.

No, she couldn't calculate it anymore.

Her mind went blank, with only one thought remaining: He is mine.

Then, the words on the screen disappeared.

Instead, a new line of text appeared, red and flashing with a warning light.

This system was created by "your lover". This program threatened your lover's life and has been automatically cancelled.

Xia Anmian was stunned.

She stared at the line of text for three seconds, her brain seemingly shutting down, unable to process a single word.

Core protected objects.

This program has underlying code and cannot harm people associated with "lover".

"Oh yeah, I'd completely forgotten, he was still in that car!"

Xia Anmian stood under a street lamp, holding her phone, trembling all over as if she had been pulled out of the water.

"Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—"

Heavy breathing could be heard coming from the cell phone receiver in the server room.

Immediately following was a dull thud, as if something heavy had been pulled down suddenly, followed by the characteristic "buzz" of a power outage, and all the indicator lights on the devices went out at the same instant.

"Boss... I... I pulled the plug..."

Sun Miaomiao's voice came through the receiver, intermittent, as if she had just finished a marathon.

"I pulled the main power switch in the server room... Do you have your program... do you have it...?"

"It's stopped."

Xia Anmian's voice was hoarse, like sandpaper scraping against glass, "It stopped by itself."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a long sigh of relief:

"Holy crap...that scared me to death..."

Then, he eagerly pressed on with more questions:

"Boss, what happened? You've never acted like this before! Tell me, what happened? That Jiang Yi, he—"

"He doesn't want me anymore."

Xia Anmian's voice was very soft, even tinged with sobs.

On the other end of the phone, Sun Miaomiao leaned against the smoking new equipment.

She no longer cared about pitying these precious pieces of equipment.

Compared to the boss's condition, this batch of equipment is insignificant.

Sun Miaomiao gripped her phone and asked cautiously:

"Boss...where are you? I'm coming to find you. Don't move, just wait for me there."

Twenty minutes later, a shared bicycle came to a wobbly stop in front of Xia Anmian.

When Sun Miaomiao jumped out of the car, her hair was blown around like a bird's nest by the wind, her forehead was covered in sweat, and the buttons on her coat were fastened incorrectly.

"Boss, it's alright, I'm here."

Xia Anmian did not cry.

Since leaving the restaurant, her eyes have reddened again and again, but not a single tear has actually fallen.

It's not that I don't want to cry, it's that I can't cry anymore.

Xia Anmian remained silent for a while.

She tilted her head and looked at the row of shops across the street lit with warm yellow lights. Her voice was hoarse as she told Sun Miaomiao everything that had happened.

Finally, she paused, her Adam's apple bobbing. "He's already with that Su Xiaoyue."

Sun Miaomiao was stunned.

Her mouth gaped open, and after a long pause, she finally managed to utter, "Boss...you...you..."

Xia Anmian nodded.

Sun Miaomiao's eyes widened even more.

She frantically searched her mind for the name, then suddenly remembered that it was an elderly man she had only ever seen on the evening news.

"So you've been hiding your identity and dating your brother-in-law all along?"

Sun Miaomiao composed herself and tried her best to remain calm.

"Your brother-in-law was arrested by your family, and then tortured and interrogated by them? And you were still hesitating about whether to use your connections to save him, only to find out he's already been snatched away by another girl?"

Xia Anmian shook her head.

"No, the torture and forced confession were not carried out by my family, but he now believes that it was arranged by me, or rather, by my father or grandfather."

Sun Miaomiao remained silent for a while.

She looked at Xia Anmian's extremely tired face, her mind racing.

"Boss, that's easy!"

"First, you and your brother-in-law have been together for three years. Not three days, not three months."

"The feelings between you are real, and they can't be replaced by that Su Xiaoyue in a week."

"Secondly, your brother-in-law is with her because he couldn't find you when he needed you most, and he thought you didn't want him anymore. This isn't his fault, nor is it your fault; it's that idiot bureau chief's fault."

"So instead of thinking about how to kill that woman, you should go find that idiot chief and make him admit in front of your brother-in-law that he abused his power and used torture to extract confessions. Clearing up the misunderstanding is more useful than killing a hundred people."

"Go find that idiot bureau chief and make him apologize. Make him admit to your brother-in-law that he made a mistake."

"Does he dare to deny it? If he dares to deny it, then you'll show him what real 'power' is."