Outside Yan Qingwen's office.
A woman in a black bodycon skirt was already waiting at the door.
She was about 30 years old, with a stunning figure, wine-red wavy hair, and fiery red lips—a seductive beauty with a score of 90 in looks!
"Good morning, Ms. Wen! The documents for today are already on your desk."
The woman, Zhao Qianqian, bowed slightly, her ample chest almost spilling out.
Yan Qingwen nodded. "Yes, Qianqian, please help me schedule an appointment with General Manager Li from Ciren Hospital later."
"Okay, Ms. Wen... oh?"
Zhao Qianqian suddenly noticed Liu Di, who was following Yan Qingwen.
Her expression instantly froze—what a handsome little puppy!
"And who is this?"
Zhao Qianqian, with a lovesick look, stared directly at Liu Di.
Yan Qingwen, with her back turned, said, "This is my driver, Liu Di!"
Phew...
So he's Ms. Wen's driver, not her boyfriend!
What a handsome driver!
This figure, this look...
His skin is even better than mine!
An irresistible handsome man!
Zhao Qianqian's heartbeat quickened!
"Oh, little brother, you shouldn't disturb Ms. Wen's work. Come with me, and wait in my office!"
Zhao Qianqian took Liu Di's arm and pulled him into a nearby office.
[Zhao Qianqian, female, 32 years old; Single; Yan Qingwen's personal secretary, highly skilled; Often seen in nightclubs and bars; Nicknamed 'Socialite' in the company!]
Along with the information were several pictures.
They were of Zhao Qianqian dancing at a club.
She wore an ultra-short bodycon skirt, black stockings, a crop top, and crystal high heels, holding onto a steel pole in the bar, her hips slightly raised...
Another picture showed her sitting on a chair, legs apart, biting her lip...
Hiss...
Liu Di gasped—she was indeed very seductive!
"Demon Child, you've made progress this time. No measurements of the young lady, but these flirtatious photos are best not shared in the future!"
"Got it."
After sitting down, Liu Di realized that the room he was in was connected to Yan Qingwen's office, separated only by a transparent glass wall.
Yan Qingwen was sitting at her desk, dealing with a pile of documents.
"Stupid little brother, stop looking. A goddess like Ms. Wen is out of your league."
Zhao Qianqian cast a flirtatious glance at Liu Di, laughing as she said, "Why don't you look at me? Do you think my legs are beautiful?"
As she spoke, she crossed her legs in the other direction, facing Liu Di.
Zhao Qianqian's legs were indeed beautiful—long and white, without an ounce of excess flesh!
But her skirt was so short it was almost revealing!
Liu Di nodded slightly, remaining silent.
In truth, his heart was also pounding!
"Little brother, what about my figure? Is it attractive?"
Zhao Qianqian continued, pushing her chest forward. It was indeed high and very tempting.
Liu Di only nodded again, making a great effort to avert his gaze and look back at Yan Qingwen.
"Little brother, let's add each other on WeChat. It'll be more convenient to communicate when work comes up, right?"
Zhao Qianqian took Liu Di's phone and scanned it to add him as a friend.
"Oh, little brother, don't look too much. Ms. Wen already has someone she cares about!"
"Hm?"
Liu Di became interested and turned to ask, "Oh? Who is it?"
Zhao Qianqian gave a flirtatious smile and sat directly on the desk in front of Liu Di, her white, beautiful legs close by, exuding a tantalizing fragrance.
"I don't know his name, but he's truly a great hero in Ms. Wen's heart!"
Zhao Qianqian flipped her wavy hair and continued, "It's said that three years ago, when Ms. Wen encountered a thug, a man stepped forward to save her. But Ms. Wen has never been able to find his whereabouts."
"Look."
Zhao Qianqian subtly pointed to a metal ballpoint pen in Yan Qingwen's hand. "That pen is from the scene where the great hero dropped it. Ms. Wen holds it every day and cherishes it deeply!"
"What?"
Liu Di suddenly realized—no wonder that pen seemed familiar!
Wasn't it the pen he loved most back in school?
But that pen had been lost for a long time!
It had actually been picked up by Yan Qingwen and preserved until now?
Liu Di suddenly remembered that whenever Yan Qingwen was nervous, she would take out that pen and keep clicking it!
She...
Has always considered me a hero?
In an instant, Liu Di felt an overwhelming sense of pressure!
"Ah... Ms. Wen is actually having a tough time. Our department's performance has been poor lately, and there's pressure from the company's seniors. Many shareholders' children are watching closely. Ms. Wen faces great challenges and works hard, always frowning when she gets to the company!"
Zhao Qianqian sighed and then smiled charmingly again. "So now, Ms. Wen is too busy to date and won't accept anyone. She has rejected countless talented young men over the years!"
"So, little brother, you'd better give up!"
"Come, chat with me. My warm embrace can be your comfort!"
Zhao Qianqian even began to caress Liu Di's leg!
Somehow, Yan Qingwen seemed to sense something and turned to look at Liu Di.
"Qianqian, stay away from Liu Di and get back to work!"
"Ah... Oh..."
Zhao Qianqian had to get up and leave, but not before giving Liu Di a subtle "call me later" hand gesture.
Hiss...
Liu Di took a deep breath—Yan Qingwen was hard to understand!
And Zhao Qianqian was so bold!
Demon Child: "Liu Di, there's something strange about Yan Qingwen's office!"
"What?"
Liu Di instantly tensed, ready for action!
"Don't be nervous. This strangeness is actually a bit amusing!"
The next moment, Liu Di saw several red circles appear in his vision.
The first circle highlighted three red vases on Yan Qingwen's desk.
"This is the incense in front of the grave!"
The second circle focused on a landscape painting on the wall behind.
"This is a tombstone on the grave!"
The remaining two circles highlighted two spherical sculptures on either side of Yan Qingwen's room.
"These are the tomb sculptures on both sides!"
"And Yan Qingwen is the one in the grave!"
"Based on my comparative analysis, this is a curse formation from your human folklore called 'Death Curse'!"
"Haha!"
Then the Demon Child laughed, "You humans are really strange, believing in such non-existent things!"
Liu Di relaxed upon hearing this.
"So this so-called 'Death Curse' is completely ineffective, just nonsense?"
Demon Child: "I'm very sure. There's no scientific basis, just folklore!"
At this moment, Liu Di didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
What did Yan Qingwen get herself into this time?
Why is there a curse set up in her office?
And what kind of grudge must someone have against her?
Well.
I'll just do my best to be a good person!
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