Mr. Song, please stop being abusive. Madam, she is getting married for the second time.

Shi Sheng looked at him with sarcasm in his eyes, and his words were sarcastic.

Just as Song Wenjing was about to explain something, Shi Sheng continued: "Mr. Song is known as a filial son. You'd better go back and be filial to your mother and stop meddling in my affairs."

"If your mother comes to provoke me again next time, I won't just slap her."

Before, when Weng Huizhu was still her mother-in-law, she would still tolerate her. But now they have nothing to do with each other, and it is impossible to endure.

Song Wenjing pursed her lower lip: "I'm sorry for making you feel wronged."

Shi Sheng smiled mockingly, and just as the elevator door opened, she walked straight in. Song Wenjing didn't chase her this time.

After Shi Sheng returned to the company, she began to deal with some negative news on the Internet. Today, Wen Yizhen didn't say anything on the Internet. Only her fans continued to attack her.

Shi Sheng was already immune to those things. After what happened yesterday, reporters didn't bother her when she came to the company. Her life was pretty quiet, except when she didn't go to see Song Wenjing, who took the trouble to send her messages.

She really wanted to blacklist Song Wenjing, but thinking about her cooperation with him, she had no choice but to endure it.

Su Xuan knocked on the office door, and Shi Sheng pinched her eyebrows and said, "Come in."

"Mr. Xiao, someone sent you a lot of express delivery."

Su Xian hugged three boxes, but the boxes were not very heavy and it was impossible to tell what was inside from the outside. After all, it was Shi Sheng's express delivery, so she was afraid that it would be something valuable, so she took them all.

Shi Sheng frowned. She didn't remember buying anything, and she didn't think anyone would give it to her, so she said directly: "You can take it all apart and take a look."

"Ok."

Su Xuan took the scissors and started to open the express delivery. When she opened the first box, she screamed: "Ah——"

Shi Sheng was startled by her voice and subconsciously walked over: "What's wrong?"

When she saw the photo in the box, her face turned pale in an instant.

The photo of her body in the box was hers, black and white, with a wreath on it, which looked a little eye-catching.

Su Xian took out her cell phone with trembling hands: "Mr. hour, let's call the police."

The first one is a posthumous photo. Who knows what is in the remaining two boxes, it’s scary to think about it.

After Shi Sheng was briefly shocked, he took a deep breath and said coldly: "Open the remaining two boxes."

With the lessons learned from the past, Su Xian was no longer shocked when he opened the second box. Even so, he was still shocked. There were dead rats inside, and the smell was so disgusting that it made people want to vomit.

Shi Sheng covered his mouth, with a faint glint in his eyes.

Su Xuan calmed down for a while and opened the last one. The last one looked normal, just an ordinary doll, nothing special.

Shi Sheng didn't think so. She took a deep breath and said, "Tear the doll apart."

Su Xuan was puzzled: "Why?"

"You can do it if you are asked to do it." Shi Sheng's voice was cold, and his face became gloomy.

Su Xian didn't dare to delay and hurriedly dismantled the doll. When the eyes were removed, she discovered that there was a bug and a miniature camera on it. She couldn't imagine how much this doll would be secretly photographed if Shi Sheng took it back. .

Su Umbrella's face turned pale with fright.

Shi Sheng's body trembled slightly, and she supported the wall to steady herself. She said one word at a time: "You can call the police now."

Su Umbrella nodded heavily. Soon, the police came to the office and took the things back for investigation. They also asked Shi Sheng some details and asked her solemnly: "Has anyone followed you recently?"