The next day, when Song Zhiyuan woke up, Zhou Qichuan was no longer around.

The scene of the two people going crazy last night flooded into her mind. She scratched her hair in annoyance and irritation. She went to touch her phone and found that it was turned off.

When I turned on the phone, a bunch of messages and missed call notifications popped up, and the time showed that it was already five minutes past ten in the morning.

Depend on!

Zhou Qichuan, that bastard, why did you turn off her alarm clock and turn off her phone?

Enduring the discomfort, Song Zhiyuan got out of bed, quickly washed up and put on light makeup, and arrived at the company at almost eleven o'clock.

As soon as I got off the car, I bumped into Xu Nianhe coming out of the company.

"Song Zhiyuan, right?" Looking at Song Zhiyuan, the contempt and provocation on Xu Nianhe's face were not concealed at all.

"Yes." Song Zhiyuan smiled and nodded.

"Tch!" Xu Nianhe snorted, "I know you are Qi Chuan's wife now, but don't worry, you won't be anymore soon."

With that said, she approached Song Zhiyuan and lowered her voice and said, "Zhou Qichuan, he can only be mine."

"Really?" Song Zhiyuan raised the corners of her lips, half-smiling, "Then come on, Miss Xu, I'll wait and see!"

After saying that, she picked up her legs and left.

"Buzz-"

However, after taking a few steps forward, a motorcycle appeared from the corner and roared directly towards Song Zhiyuan.

The two people in the car were both wearing helmets.

Song Zhiyuan was frightened, and when he reacted and wanted to run away, the motorcycle was already close at hand.

When she saw the person behind the motorcycle suddenly taking out a sharp dagger and stabbing her, her eyes widened in horror and her body moved to one side——

The next moment, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone, and she was pulled to another direction with force.

"Qichuan!" Seeing Zhou Qichuan suddenly rushing out, Xu Nianhe was startled and rushed towards him.

"Buzz-" "Ah!"

The motorcycle rushed past the three people, and the dagger that was supposed to fall on Song Zhiyuan's face accidentally cut a long gash on Xu Nianhe's arm.

Xu Nianhe immediately exclaimed and fell into Zhou Qichuan's arms.

"Qichuan..."

"Nianhe, are you okay?"

Zhou Qichuan hugged Xu Nianhe, his face full of nervousness and concern.

"Qichuan, my hand..." Xu Nianhe trembled, his face turned pale.

Zhou Qichuan took one look at the large bloody wound on her arm. Without saying a word, he picked her up and walked towards the car parked aside. He opened the door as the driver opened it and got in.

Song Zhiyuan stood aside, dumbfounded.

What just happened?

The two people on the motorcycle were probably coming for her, right?

Then, Zhou Qichuan pulled her. Seeing that the knife in the gangster's hand was about to fall on Zhou Qichuan, Xu Nianhe rushed over and blocked Zhou Qichuan's knife without even thinking.

What is this? True love!

Seeing Zhou Qichuan hugging Xu Nianhe so nervously, getting into the car and driving away, Song Zhiyuan, who was stunned, finally came to his senses.

The enchanting liquid on the ground stung her eyes inexplicably.

To be honest, if the roles had just been reversed, she might not be able to block Zhou Qichuan's knife without even thinking like Xu Nianhe did.

Therefore, it wasn't that she was overthinking things from the beginning, but that the relationship between Zhou Qichuan and Xu Nianhe was indeed beyond that of ordinary men and women.

With great effort, Song Zhiyuan calmed down, cooperated with the arriving police to record a statement, and then returned to his office.

Sitting in front of the computer, she began to search for Xu Nianhe's information.
Chapter completed!