Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

Jiang Ciyou has been feeling uneasy these past few days, with an indescribable strange feeling following him like a shadow.

Early in the morning, when she stepped into the company building and took the elevator, there were obviously only her and her assistant in the small space, but she felt depressed for no reason, as if a pair of eyes hidden in the dark were staring at her every move through the metal wall of the elevator.

She subconsciously clenched the documents in her hand, turned slightly sideways, and glanced around with her peripheral vision, trying to catch the source of the vague sense of being watched. However, all she saw was the shiny elevator wall and the concerned face of her assistant.

"Mr. Jiang, what's wrong with you? You don't look well." The assistant asked softly, his eyes full of worry.

Jiang Ciyou forced a smile and shook his head: "It's okay, maybe I didn't get enough rest recently."

The elevator door slowly opened, she took a deep breath, and walked towards the office with seemingly steady steps.

Along the way, colleagues greeted her one after another. She nodded in response with a polite smile, but the uneasiness in her heart became stronger and stronger.

As she passed by the conference room, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of her own reflection on the glass curtain wall and paused.

At that moment, she actually felt that her figure was somewhat strange, as if shrouded in a layer of haze, revealing a bit of haggardness and panic.

Sitting at his desk, Jiang Ciyou tried to concentrate on the mountain of documents in front of him.

She flipped through the contracts one after another, the pen in her hand rustling on the paper, but her thoughts always drifted away involuntarily.

Suddenly, she felt a slight stinging pain from her fingertips. She looked down and found that the tip of the pen had accidentally cut her finger, and a drop of bright red blood oozed out.

She frowned and reached for the tissue. At this moment, the office door was knocked without warning. She was so scared that her hands trembled and the tissue box almost fell to the ground.

"Please come in." She calmed herself down and tried to keep her voice steady.

The secretary pushed the door open and came in, holding a new stack of information in his hands: "Mr. Jiang, these are the documents you need for this morning's meeting. They are all sorted out."

"Put it on the table, thank you." Jiang Ciyou took the document and his eyes inadvertently glanced out the window.

Outside the window, the city's traffic is as bustling as usual, and the sunlight shines on the towering buildings, reflecting a dazzling light.

But in her eyes, this seemingly prosperous scene seemed to hide a mystery. Every passing car and every pedestrian seemed like a potential threat.

As it was approaching noon, Jiang Ciyou decided to go to a restaurant near the company to eat something and get some fresh air.

She stood up, put on her coat, and walked out of the company building accompanied by her assistant.

As soon as she stepped out of the door, a breeze blew by, and she shivered inexplicably.

The streets were crowded with people, and as she walked among the crowd, she always felt that someone was following her closely.

Every time she turned around inadvertently, she saw unfamiliar and hurried faces. The invisible pressure made her breathing become a little rapid.

Entering the restaurant, Jiang Ciyou found a seat by the window and sat down.

She ordered a simple lunch, but her eyes never left the street outside the window.

The restaurant was bustling with people, and she could hear the laughter of the diners at the next table, but she had no intention of listening.

She searched the crowd, trying to find the source of the chill in her heart.

Suddenly, she noticed a man in a black windbreaker standing at the bus stop across the street. He seemed to be waiting for the bus, but his eyes kept glancing towards the restaurant.

Jiang Ciyou's heart suddenly tightened. She stared at the man, her fingers unconsciously gripping the edge of the table.

"Mr. Jiang, your meal is here." The waiter's voice brought her back from her tense thoughts.

Jiang Ciyou came back to his senses and forced a smile: "Thank you."

She picked up the cutlery, but found that her hands were shaking slightly, and the food tasted like chewing wax when she put it into her mouth.

During the entire meal, her eyes kept wandering inside and outside the restaurant. The man in the black windbreaker finally got on a bus and left. She breathed a sigh of relief, but the uneasiness in her heart did not completely dissipate.

Back at the company in the afternoon, Jiang Ciyou attended an important business meeting. The atmosphere in the meeting room was solemn, and representatives from all parties had a heated discussion around the cooperation project.

Jiang Ciyou sat at the head of the conference table. On the surface, he appeared calm and composed, expounding his views in an orderly manner and guiding the progress of the meeting, but inside he was like a frightened bird.

She felt as if the air in the conference room had become thinner, and every breath she took was a little difficult.

Whenever someone stood up to speak, she would subconsciously tense up and vigilantly observe the other person's expression and movements, for fear of catching a hint of danger in those seemingly ordinary words and actions.

Halfway through the meeting, the projector suddenly malfunctioned, and the image on the screen flickered a few times before plunging into darkness.

There was a slight commotion in the conference room. Jiang Ciyou was startled and an inexplicable fear instantly surged in his heart.

In the darkness, she seemed to see countless pairs of eyes watching her, and the dangers hidden in the dark corners seemed to be approaching her step by step.

She suppressed her inner panic and stood up to comfort everyone: "Everyone, please be patient, the technicians will be here soon to handle it."

When the lights came back on, Jiang Ciyou realized that his back was already soaked with sweat.

She adjusted her sitting posture slightly, trying to look calm and confident, but her trembling hands betrayed her nervousness at the moment.

After the meeting, she dragged her tired body back to the office, slumped in the chair, and let out a long sigh.

This strange feeling lasted until the end of the get off work day in the evening. Jiang Ciyou packed up his things and walked out of the company building.

The sky was already getting dark, and the street lights lit up one by one, casting a dim glow.

She walked towards the parking lot, and the sound of her high heels hitting the ground was particularly clear in the quiet night.

With every step she took, she felt more uneasy, always feeling that something terrible might jump out of the darkness at any time.

When she arrived at the parking lot and pressed the unlock button on the car key in her hand, the car lights flashed.

Just then, she caught a glimpse of a figure flashing behind a trash can not far away.

Jiang Ciyou's heartbeat suddenly quickened. She widened her eyes and stared in that direction, but she saw nothing except the trash can lid swaying in the wind.

She opened the car door in a panic, got in, quickly locked the door, started the car in a hurry, and drove out of the parking lot.

The car was driving on the road. Jiang Ciyou observed the situation behind through the rearview mirror, his hands tightly gripping the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white from the force.

Along the way, she kept telling herself to stay calm, but the feeling of being followed and monitored haunted her like a ghost and could not be shaken off.

When she got home, she rushed into the house, locked the door, and leaned against it, breathing heavily.

Jiang Ciyou knew that this inexplicable strange feeling was not groundless, and there must be some danger approaching quietly.

She thought of all the things that had happened recently, her husband's crazy jealousy, Lu Jingchen's growing affection for her, and the increasingly fierce competition in the business world. All of these were intertwined, like an invisible net that trapped her.

She secretly regretted her previous carelessness and not noticing these potential crises earlier.

At this moment, sitting on the sofa at home, Jiang Ciyou still couldn't calm down.

She looked around at the familiar surroundings, but her once warm home no longer made her feel safe.

She picked up her phone and dialed Lu Jingchen's number. The moment the call was connected, her voice trembled a little: "Jingchen, I feel something is wrong, as if someone is following me..."

Lu Jingchen said anxiously on the other end of the phone: "Ciyou, don't panic! I'll be there soon, don't go anywhere at home, lock the door."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Ciyou curled up on the sofa, staring at the door, waiting for Lu Jingchen to arrive.

Outside the window, the night grew darker and darker, the darkness seemed to swallow up the entire world, and the fear in her heart was as boundless as the night.

She knew very well that she was standing at the center of a storm, and what was waiting for her next might be an even more thrilling crisis, and she had to muster up the courage to face all the unknown.

Time passed by minute by minute, and every second seemed like torture.

Finally, the doorbell rang urgently. Jiang Ciyou stood up suddenly and saw Lu Jingchen's familiar figure through the peephole. She couldn't wait to open the door and threw herself into his arms.

At that moment, the fear and grievances that had accumulated all day burst out like a flood, and she burst into tears.

Lu Jingchen hugged her tightly, stroked her hair gently, and said in a gentle but firm voice: "Ciyou, don't be afraid, I'm here. I'm already investigating this matter, and I will definitely not let you get hurt."

Jiang Ciyou nodded desperately in his arms, and her tears soaked his clothes.

At this most helpless moment, Lu Jingchen's arms were like a safe haven, bringing her the long-lost sense of security.

She knew that no matter what was waiting for them ahead, as long as the two of them worked hand in hand, they would be able to overcome the difficulties.

As the night deepens, the wind howls outside the window, but the house is filled with warmth and security.

Jiang Ciyou gradually calmed down with Lu Jingchen's comfort. She raised her head, looked at Lu Jingchen's determined eyes, and secretly swore in her heart that no matter how terrible this crisis was, she would not give up easily. She would fight bravely to the end for herself and for their future.

However, they had never expected that the real danger had only just revealed the tip of the iceberg at this moment, and a thrilling life-and-death battle was about to quietly unfold under the cover of night in this bustling city.

As the investigation deepens, shocking secrets gradually surface, and the fate of Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen will be completely rewritten in this crisis.

Whether they can break through the difficulties and protect each other's love and life, everything is still unknown...

The next morning, sunlight poured into the room through the gaps in the curtains. Jiang Ciyou woke up slowly, and Lu Jingchen's sleeping face beside her made her feel at ease.

But when she thought of the strange feeling that followed her like a shadow yesterday, her brows unconsciously frowned again.

She got up quietly, not wanting to wake Lu Jingchen, walked to the window, opened the curtains, and looked at the city outside.

The streets have returned to their former busyness, with office workers rushing around and vehicles flowing continuously.

Jiang Ciyou tried to find a bit of peace in this seemingly ordinary scene, but the uneasiness in his heart was still as difficult to get rid of as a stubborn disease.

She knew that the danger did not disappear after one night, but might be lurking in some corner.

After washing up, Jiang Ciyou changed into professional attire and prepared to go to the company.

Lu Jingchen also woke up, and seeing her actions, he quickly stood up: "Ciyou, I will go with you."

Jiang Ciyou shook his head: "No, you were busy for me all night yesterday and you are tired. There are still many things waiting for me to deal with in the company. I will be careful, don't worry."

Lu Jingchen walked up to her, held her hand, and looked at her firmly: "No, I don't feel comfortable leaving you alone. The feeling you talked about yesterday must not be an illusion. Before I figure out what's going on, I must always be by your side to protect you."