Early next morning

Jiang Mingyu suddenly received a call from the businessman responsible for decorating the floral landscape at Tang Jinchuan's birthday party.

It was said that there was a problem with the imported white roses that were originally ordered. The color was off, and she needed to come over as soon as possible to take a look.

"Okay, I understand. I'll be there in about an hour."

At that time, Jiang Mingyu stood up in a hurry, washed up quickly, changed into sportswear, and hurried out the door.

This store is located near the outskirts of City A, and a section of the road in the middle was very muddy and difficult to walk because a viaduct was being built, so it also delayed a lot of time.

While Jiang Mingyu was on the road, he made another call to the merchant.

Unfortunately, the other party didn't answer.

At the same time, on the other side

"I won't tell anyone, don't kill me, don't kill me"

Bang——

The silencer-equipped gun barrel was pressed against the back of the man's neck, and he pulled the trigger before the man could finish his words.

There was a muffled sound, clear and eerie.

It was effortless and there was no hesitation at all.

When the barrel of the gun was moved away, a trace of white smoke came out, mixed with the scarlet color that could no longer be suppressed, and went down the neck.

Soon it was dyed through a large piece of white roses that had fallen and scattered on the ground.

The red and white colors are particularly eye-catching, as if the long-planned happiness has been wantonly trampled and destroyed.

There is an unbearable, perverted sense of excitement.

In this way, the black boots, with the attitude of an absolute winner, crushed and stepped on these petals that were still trying their best to bloom, with a crazy light curling in the corners of their eyes, whispering,

"Everything you have will be destroyed, including yourself."

Halfway through the journey, Jiang Mingyu received calls from several stores responsible for different tasks.

The ordered cake shop mold is lost

The buffet restaurant was reported for food hygiene.

The wine merchant's wine was detained by customs at the import and export.

Even the businessman responsible for setting up the stage had to stop work due to an accidental injury to a worker, waiting to cooperate with the investigation.

All kinds of questions were overwhelming. While Jiang Mingyu was troubled, he also noticed something unusual.

After a few phone calls, Jiang Mingyu suddenly frowned and parked the car on the roadside with lots of potholes.

"Why is the signal so bad?"

Probably due to the construction, the mobile phone signal was only one bar. Jiang Mingyu tried several times but was unable to make a call.

In the end, I had to get out of the car and look for signals everywhere.

Finally, a full signal was found under the foundation of a bridge under construction.

At that time, she directly dialed the Tang family's phone number.

"Hello, Tang Mansion, who am I looking for?"

"I'm Jiang Mingyu, is Butler Tang here?"

"Ma'am?!!! Please wait a moment, I'll go find her right away."

The person who answered the phone was the maid of the Tang family. After hearing Jiang Mingyu's voice, she immediately ran excitedly to find Butler Tang who was stewing bird's nests in the kitchen.

Tang Jinchuan was not at home, and Jiang Mingyu did not come back.

Butler Tang was worried and was planning to stew some bird's nests and send them to Jiang Mingyu.

Unexpectedly, she called before this thing was finished.

When I was young, Butler Tang asked with concern,

"Madam, where are you? Why haven't you gone home recently?"

Jiang Mingyu's heart felt hot, but he didn't bother to explain. He just asked tentatively,

"Uncle Tang, has the head of the family returned recently?"

Butler Tang was stunned when he heard this, paused, and then said truthfully,

"The head of the family said that he is a little busy these days and cannot come back early. He has to wait until the day before the young master's birthday party.

Madam, you."

"I understand. Ah, I have something to do here. I'll hang up first."

At the same time that Jiang Mingyu hung up the phone, Butler Tang seemed to hear some rumbling sound, and spoke through the receiver.

Passed it over!

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