NFBE Chapter 879 The 'Dummy' Who Refused to Be Bound for a Lifetime (17)
Chapter 879 The 'Dummy' Who Refused to Be Bound for a Lifetime (17)
Mu Zhou closed her eyes and buried herself in Shen Junchuan's arms.
He had a faint citrus scent, though it was hard to tell if it was from perfume or the lingering fragrance of freshly washed clothes.
Anyway, it's very refreshing and smells great.
Unlike the scents of many mature men's perfumes, Mu Zhou particularly likes this fruity fragrance.
She sniffed gently, and the panic and lingering fear from just now finally dissipated a little.
Shen Junchuan looked down and saw that her eyes were closed and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, knowing that she was really frightened.
His brow furrowed, and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes.
His people have already investigated and reported it to the police; they will definitely find the person who's faking it.
The person in his arms shifted slightly, and he suppressed his fierce aura, looking down at him.
Mu Zhou let out a long sigh of relief and stiffly stepped out of his arms.
She touched her nose sheepishly, her red eyes still showing signs of lingering fear.
"Thank you, but what brings you here?"
"I was just passing by, and since it was nearby, I decided to come over first."
Shen Junchuan didn't say much.
His phone rang soon after. After answering it and listening for a moment, he said to Mu Zhou:
"May my men come into your room?"
"Okay, I'll tell you the password."
Anyway, Mu Zhou doesn't dare to go back now.
Before long, the other party said something else, and Shen Junchuan's expression became even colder.
After hanging up the phone, he looked at Mu Zhou but didn't speak immediately.
Mu Zhou hurriedly asked:
"What happened? What did that person put in my bedroom?"
Shen Junchuan placed his hands on her shoulders, his voice soft:
"Yes, a prank toy, a severed finger."
Mu Zhou covered his mouth with one hand, his eyes widening in surprise.
This means that the person really did enter her room.
They even put something like a severed finger.
It's disgusting.
She was too busy feeling disgusted and scared to notice the fleeting ruthlessness in Shen Junchuan's eyes.
After his men entered the room, they began to check for anything unusual and eventually found a gift box with a peculiar shape in the bedroom.
There seemed to be traces of blood seeping from the cracks in the box.
Inside, there was a severed finger and a pool of blood.
After confirmation, it was found that it was not a prank toy.
It seems the other party is a complete madman.
There is a high chance that Mu Zhou will be harmed.
Shen Junchuan was afraid of scaring her, so he lied and said it was a prank toy.
However, she can no longer go back to this home.
Mu Zhou thought so too.
Not only does she not want to go back to live there, she also doesn't want any of the things in the house anymore.
Who knows if that person touched it or not.
She planned to go back to get her ID and other documents, and then find a hotel to stay in. Upon hearing this, Shen Junchuan frowned in disapproval.
"The situation is unclear right now, so I don't recommend that you stay in a hotel alone."
He paused for a moment, then said:
"Come to my place."
Mu Zhou was taken aback and subconsciously refused:
"No need..."
"The villa area where I live has the highest security level in the entire city of Huashi."
Mu Zhou swallowed back his words of refusal.
The word "safety" is now extremely attractive to her.
Moreover, given how crazy the other party was, the hotel didn't seem that safe.
She looked at Shen Junchuan and made up her mind to cling to him:
"That would be troublesome."
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Shen Junchuan's residence is in a quiet place amidst the hustle and bustle; the location is excellent.
The security measures were indeed as he said, with layers upon layers, making him feel very safe.
The layout and furnishings of the villa garden are unique, making you feel as if you are in Alice's Wonderland.
Mu Zhou was almost reluctant to go into the room.
However, once she entered the room, she discovered that the decorations were even more exquisite and beautiful, with thoughtful touches everywhere.
Seeing that she was no longer consumed by fear, but instead began to tour the exhibits with great interest, Shen Junchuan raised an eyebrow:
"like?"
"Hmm, the decor here is so unique, it has a fairytale feel but isn't childish, it's retro and dreamy, it's wonderful."
The renovation here was personally supervised by Shen Junchuan. Hearing Mu Zhou's appreciation, he couldn't help but smile.
Mu Zhou walked behind a curtain, lifted it slightly, and discovered that there was something else behind it.
It truly felt like stepping into another world.
Shen Junchuan consciously walked behind her and began to introduce her.
Mu Zhou's eyes sparkled as she listened and watched intently.
There was a set of dark green sofas in the hall in front of us, like a huge soft grass bed in a forest.
Mu Zhou picked up a cushion from the sofa, hugged it to his chest, and slowly sat down, sinking into the softness.
She really likes this sofa.
Sitting here, I feel completely relaxed.
Looking at the scenery outside the window, she vaguely remembered that the Song family also owned a house here.
Since Song Huaizhi mainly lived in the Song family's old house, Mu Zhou naturally followed along.
She's hardly ever been to this house.
As I recall, the Song family's house here was decorated in a similar style to the old house—desolate, dignified, and exuding a cold, hard feel.
There is a sofa set in the living room of the Song family's old house, which is made of Phoebe zhennan wood.
The design is elegant and noble, and the texture exudes luxury.
One time when she sat on it, she couldn't help but complain that it was uncomfortable and she couldn't even find a suitable position to lean back.
Song Huaizhi looked at the newspaper, smiled slightly, and casually explained to her:
"The purpose of this sofa is to regulate your posture and make you look elegant and poised, not to make you feel comfortable."
Upon hearing this, she immediately sat up straight, as if something was weighing on her heart.
Every time I sit on the sofa, I unconsciously think of this sentence and remind myself to stay tense and never relax.
Even though, to her, that was home.
Mu Zhou sighed, hugged the pillow, and tilted her head back slightly to make herself more comfortable.
Shen Junchuan chuckled as he watched her sitting comfortably on the sofa like a kitten.
He raised his wrist and glanced at his watch:
“I live on the third floor. There are guest rooms on all these floors. You can choose one yourself. I still have work to do.”
Mu Zhou hurriedly said:
"You're busy, don't worry about me."
The place is very large. After Mu Zhou finished looking around, he chose a room on the second floor.
Soon, someone brought some daily necessities and snacks.
It was her favorite potato chips and cola.
Mu Zhou took a nice hot bath, then put on a nightgown and a bathrobe, wrapping herself up completely.
Then he came downstairs.
She sat back down on the dark green sofa.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, lights twinkled, and she turned on the starry sky projector lamp on the table.
She stared blankly at the "starry sky" on the roof.
Gradually, she lay down almost completely, and before she knew it, she had fallen asleep.
It was almost dawn when Shen Junchuan finished his work and came out of his study.
He immediately spotted the white curtain fluttering in the breeze, and the shadowy figure behind it.
His heart stirred slightly, and he walked over.
The moment he lifted the curtain, he saw Mu Zhou lying on the sofa.
She was slightly curled up, wearing a milky white bathrobe. The skin on her cheeks and neck was as tender as white porcelain, and it looked particularly delicate against the dark sofa.
Her long hair was disheveled and spread out beside her as she slept amidst a sky full of stars.
Like a little elf lost in the forest.
Shen Junchuan walked quietly to her side and sat down, gazing at her silently.
He raised his hand, wanting to touch her furrowed brow.
But before they could even touch, Mu Zhou suddenly opened his eyes.