Shi Su walked out of the police station and returned to the car. Chu Jiu had waited for her for more than half an hour. Seeing that Shi Su came out unharmed, he finally felt relieved. On the way back to the set, Chu Jiu drove. Shi Su sat in the passenger seat, her face calm and unchanged, but her phone screen was unconsciously being swiped open and locked, over and over again. In her ears, Wen Ke’s later words seemed to echo— "A seafood market near Nanzhao Road had a homicide a few years ago. When I was investigating that long-standing unsolved case, I coincidentally saw surveillance footage from around the kindergarten on Nanzhao Road. Isn’t Mianmian at that kindergarten?" "Several suspicious people have been taking turns staking out near the kindergarten for several days. I don’t know what their purpose is, but currently, they haven’t done anything criminal besides acting suspicious, so the police are hesitant to intervene." "No matter what those people intend and whether it concerns you, the security at that kindergarten is not good. Including you, how can you live in such a place?" "The entire community only has stairwells, which is understandable, but there’s no management or security. In such a place with no safety guarantee, as an actress and a public figure, you could be followed everywhere! I don’t want to see any case files related to you in the station again, even for stalking or robbery cases. Move as soon as possible!" Shi Su didn’t want to affect Wen Ke’s work at the police station. After all, Wen Ke had just started her job in Jiang City, and the police station wasn’t a place to casually chat with long-lost friends. She didn’t say much inside. Wen Ke had left the United States to come to the country, something Shi Su couldn’t quite understand. FBI was Wen Ke’s dream; she had finally gotten in, and yet she suddenly left. But those few reminders were something Shi Su took to heart. The suspicious individuals lurking around the kindergarten, whether or not they were targeting her and Mianmian, clearly meant the kindergarten was no longer a safe place. She feared something might happen. Lately, she’d been frequently followed by photographers. At first, she didn’t notice, but recently she did. She wasn’t sure if someone had photographed her occasional appearances at the kindergarten, but it was a possibility. She had always protected Mianmian well, but that protection only lasted as long as she wasn’t exposed to people. Now, she couldn’t guarantee when she would be exposed to someone else’s camera, so how could she ensure Mianmian’s privacy and safety? Follow current novels on novel⦿fire.net Chu Jiu drove Shi Su back to the set. Upon arriving at the set, before entering the dressing room, Shi Su intended to send a WeChat message to Jun, asking Jun to help her find a reasonably priced place with good security, with a kindergarten nearby as a requirement. Before she could send it, Director Chen Yang suddenly came over and called her, saying the screenplay writer had made some minor changes to Tian Yuli’s subplot and specially brought the script’s pages for her to see. Urged by the director, Shi Su quickly sent the WeChat to Jun and then hurriedly went to meet the screenwriter. Flying from Tokyo to Jiang City takes only two or three hours. Jing Jihan exited the airport through the VIP passage, followed by Zhou He and two secretarial assistants in business attire, always maintaining a distance of about half a meter. Jing Jihan, as usual, emanated an aloof detachment, the area around him forming an aura with him at the center, into which no strangers dared step within a few dozen meters. Just half a month ago, he had flown to London, resolving issues at the UK branch. Returning home that night, he rushed to the company to hold a meeting, and early the next morning, he flew directly to Japan. In Tokyo, he negotiated with the head of a key project of a collaborating enterprise in Asia for four whole days, personally finalizing a critical plan that no one else could manage. After securing this project, a week followed, triggering a chain reaction with competitors swooping in to vie, resulting in a fierce battle in the marketplace at Tokyo’s central district during an expo for Asian project bidding. Competitors tried to exploit gaps in the remaining plan, attempting to seize a piece of meat, but ultimately lost to Jing Jihan and retreated in defeat. Leaving the secluded VIP lounge, Jing Jihan finally turned his phone on and was about to head toward the parking lot when his phone buzzed, and he glanced down casually. No one expected Mr. Jing to suddenly stop, so the people behind him halted quickly. They were close to the parking lot; what message could have made Mr. Jing stop to check his phone at such a moment? The screen displayed a WeChat message from Shi Su, sent a minute ago: [Jun, help me find a house with good security, reasonably priced, with a nearby kindergarten or a kindergarten bus route.] Shi Su didn’t expect that the screenwriter of "Traces of the Yao Platform" actually liked her, saying it was because they had seen some of her filmed segments. They felt that the character Tian Yuli had more soul under her interpretation, so they added a little subplot to make the character more complete. Although not much was added, the plot was indeed smoothly and cleverly designed. Shi Su held the new script pages and was absorbed in the new lines until Jun called, prompting her to put down the script. Jun only asked her when she had gone to the police station that afternoon and showed some concern. Once she confirmed that Shi Su was fine at the station, she hung up. But it seemed Jun didn’t ask about Shi Su looking for a house on the phone. Shi Su opened WeChat to check and realized the chat record with Jun wasn’t there. She hesitated, scrolling through, her eyes widening— Staring at Jing Jihan’s WeChat, she saw the message she intended to send to Jun had ended up with him! How had she sent it to Jing Jihan? The last time this man had come to her place and mooched a bowl of noodles, he left without making further contact. That was about ten days ago. Afterward, Shi Mianmian had pestered her several times, asking when Uncle Ji Han could come again. In recent days, Jing Jihan seemed to have disappeared, and she even felt that their only connection had ended that day. Jing Jihan, just as a name, was enough to deter people. Given his status and rank, if he didn’t plan to appear again in their lives, she would never be able to find or see him. He wasn’t someone you could see whenever you wanted. Shi Su didn’t have many chat records on WeChat; she mostly communicated with just a few people like Jun and Chu Jiu. Even though she hadn’t messaged Jing Jihan for several days, their chat record wasn’t too far down the list. But she had accidentally sent it to him. And now it was way past the time to retract the message! She couldn’t even retract it! However, it had been more than an hour since she sent that WeChat message, and Jing Jihan hadn’t replied. She guessed it was because he saw the "Jun" at the start of the message and knew she had sent it by mistake, so he couldn’t be bothered to respond to her.