Zhan Qingyue’s method had very minimal effects, but there was still a reason to make this effort.

Since Ning Qiuxiu’s previous situation was kept completely quiet and almost no one outside knew about it, the person sending gifts might not have been scared or might have had other hopes.

There was a higher chance they might show up again.

Because fans are spread all over the country, visiting is usually done by nearby people or true fans from other places.

So, there weren’t many people signing up to visit, making it relatively easy to investigate. Zhan Qingyue quickly got a list of “suspicious” people.

There were six people in total who had privately messaged the fan club wanting to visit, but didn’t share any information about Ning Qiuxiu on Weibo, behaving like zombie accounts.

Their explanations were mostly that they don’t usually use Weibo, but lived very close, liked Ning Qiuxiu a lot, and wanted to take the chance to see her and experience a visit.

The fan club cleverly asked for QQ numbers.

Four out of six gave large QQ numbers with lots of information, which made them easy to rule out.

The remaining two gave smaller QQ numbers.

Zhan Qingyue called San Tiao to the office.

Since Ning Qiuxiu had not officially joined the company yet, and San Tiao was not officially handling her, the company had just hired a group of new managers, so she was asked to help with their training.

San Tiao had more experience in this area. Zhan Qingyue showed her the information on these two people and asked, “What do you think?”

“It’s difficult to find them. QQ is a small account, and Weibo is a zombie account. Even if one of them is responsible, it’s hard to find out.”

Although Weibo requires a phone number for registration, they can’t ask for the client’s phone number from Weibo, and QQ is even less accessible.

Moreover, even if there aren’t many people visiting, they are counted in hundreds, and they don’t know each other.

It’s not possible to send them all together to see if they recognize them, and the person might just change their appearance and makeup.

Most importantly, what if someone else delivers the gift?

Since visiting is face-to-face, who knows if such a person might do something even more extreme.

There are too many uncontrollable factors.

“However,” San Tiao added, “using some advanced technology might help. Look into it, General Zhan.”

Zhan Qingyue understood and said, “Go ahead and do that. If you need any help, contact Zhou Yang or me.”

After Ning Qiuxiu finished her work and was ready to go act with Jia Huanxu, she received a message from Zhan Qingyue: The black fan who sent the severed arm was found.

Ning Qiuxiu: “……”

Is this how efficient it is?

Wow, is this the so-called ‘Father’s immediate action’?

Ning Qiuxiu’s doubts were correct. This incident was indeed related to Zhen Paohui.

The person sending the gift was a die-hard fan of Zhen Paohui.

Because Ning Qiuxiu had defeated Zhen Paohui, the fan held a grudge and came up with this.

Before sending the item, she had contacted Zhen Paohui.

Zhen Paohui didn’t stop her and even proudly posted a Weibo saying it was a good night to attack.

Moreover, Zhan Qingyue’s guess was right; after the fan sent the first item and didn’t get a response, they thought Ning Qiuxiu hadn’t received it and wanted to send something even scarier this time—a headless realistic doll.

The most terrifying part was that the fan doing such insane things was a high school student…

Ning Qiuxiu was stunned: “She’s still a minor, right?”

“Yeah, just turned 17.”

17 years old—a beautiful and youthful age.

Thinking about that scary severed arm and the not-yet-sent headless doll, Ning Qiuxiu found it hard to accept: “So what’s being done about it now?”

“Reporting to the police,” Zhan Qingyue said, “There will be news reports later, and we won’t be lenient.”

Indeed, this situation has gone beyond normal fan behavior.

Although it’s not directly related to Zhen Paohui or that he instructed the fan, he had some responsibility for not restraining them when they told him and even bragging about it on Weibo.

The studious image of Zhen Paohui attracted many younger fans, with high school students being considered older within his fanbase.

This was a crucial time for proper guidance, and if he himself indulged fans in testing the limits of the law, it would be his fault.

Ning Qiuxiu felt quite upset about this matter.

Even on Saturday, when fans came to visit the set, seeing their youthful and vibrant faces made her worry.

She clenched her fist, determined to guide her fans properly in the future and not remain indifferent, thinking it didn’t concern her.

…

The items sent by Jingjing were to be picked up by Zhou Yang directly from her place, as they were familiar with each other.

Zhan Qingyue noticed that Zhou Yang seemed quite willing, so he went along with it.

Zhou Yang, being busy, knew the items were dry goods that wouldn’t spoil, so he delayed picking them up until Sunday.

Since Zhou Yang’s car couldn’t enter the community, Jingjing was waiting at the gate with the items when she saw someone familiar approaching — it was Zheng Wei, the guy Zhan Qingyue’s father had introduced to her.

This was the same guy who looked down on her profession and turned to pursue the daughter of a general manager while still seeing her.

Zheng Wei saw Jingjing and was momentarily taken aback.

Seeing her with bags of stuff, he smiled and said, “What a coincidence. Are you visiting someone? I can take you inside.”

They lived in a fairly upscale community, and Zheng Wei looked quite smug about it. Jingjing silently rolled her eyes. “Thanks, but I live here too.”

“Oh? With your boyfriend or husband?”

Jingjing laughed at his comment.

Houses here cost tens of thousands per square meter, and he made it seem like he lived in a place worth hundreds of thousands per square meter.

“Sorry to disappoint you, but I bought it myself. It’s quite big, three bedrooms and two living rooms. I kind of regret buying it now that I know you live here too.”

Zheng Wei: “…”

Jingjing might be good at flattering people, but that didn’t mean she was a pushover.

She was quite sharp-tongued, and since things were already tense, she decided to rub it in.

Thinking of how Zheng Wei used to boast about his high salary, she added, “And Mr. Zheng, service work doesn’t mean sewer work.

Do you think your salary is high? Sorry, but my base salary last year was the same as your salary, after taxes.

Only insecure people look for superiority in their salary. The truly impressive ones make their fortune quietly.”

Zheng Wei turned red and white with anger and was about to say something when a Porsche pulled up in front of them, and Zhou Yang stepped out.

Seeing him, Jingjing complained, “Weren’t you supposed to be here in 15 minutes? It’s been 20!”

She felt she had wasted her breath on this fool.

“Sorry, I got stuck in traffic getting off the expressway.” Zhou Yang apologized sincerely.

“Assistant Zhou, what a coincidence.” Zheng Wei’s attitude changed immediately upon seeing Zhou Yang.

Zheng Wei was financially supported by Zhan Qingyue’s father, so he knew Zhan Qingyue and was aware of Zhou Yang’s status.

Despite being an assistant, Zhou Yang held as much power and influence as a vice president.

Zhou Yang gave Zheng Wei a brief nod, then took the items from Jingjing and put them in the car’s trunk.

Speaking to her in a familiar tone, he said, “Sorry, I won’t be late next time. Please don’t be angry.”

Jingjing’s first thought was that Zhou Yang was acting strangely, but she quickly caught on and played along, hitting him lightly on the chest. “I’m mad, and you can’t make it up to me. I’m going to hit you, hmph.”

Zheng Wei: “…”

Zhou Yang’s lips twitched, but he kept a calm face and grabbed her hand: “Don’t make trouble, be good.”

“Ying ying ying, you still say I’m making trouble. Am I not your little cutie anymore?”

Zhou Yang: “……”

Who can handle this?

Zheng Wei was completely ignored by the flirting duo and awkwardly walked away.

Jingjing gave him a thumbs-down behind his back: “Fool!”

Zhou Yang, who usually had a serious or indifferent expression, showed a bit of a smile and said, “Don’t bother with people like that.”

“Thank you,” Jingjing said a bit embarrassed.

She had always been unfriendly to Zhou Yang before, and didn’t expect him to help her so kindly.

“No need to thank me,” Zhou Yang said as he took a cake box from the car. “This is for you.”

Jingjing was pleasantly surprised as she received it: “Is this from Mr. Zhan and Miss Ning? I’m so touched. Please thank them for me.”

Zhou Yang’s expression remained cold as he said, “It’s from me.”

Jingjing: “……”

It seemed like there was a problem with her hearing.

Wow, not only did Zhou Yang help her, but he also gave her a cake. Was this a sign of rain or was he up to something?

She guessed it might be because of the misunderstanding before, and he finally had a change of heart but felt awkward apologizing directly.

She thought of this and gave a generous smile: “It’s all in the past. I’ve already forgiven you!”

Zhou Yang: “???”

“Leaving now.” Zhou Yang’s voice was filled with displeasure as he got into the car and drove away.

“One second he’s nice, the next he’s not. So hard to please,” Jingjing muttered as she watched him leave and then went inside with the cake.

Zhou Yang drove to the Small Curvy Building.

Today, Zhan Qingyue was working overtime, so Zhou Yang needed to bring the items back.

At Fengyi Entertainment, a new media company, overtime was common. Everyone was highly motivated.

Even though it was Sunday, the office was crowded, making Zhou Yang feel like he needed to work harder to avoid being eliminated.

He knocked on Zhan Qingyue’s office door, placed the items aside, and said, “This is from Jingjing. I didn’t have time to pick it up before.”

Zhan Qingyue responded and casually asked, “How’s Jingjing? Haven’t seen her in a while.”

“She seems fine, very lively,” Zhou Yang said.

Hmm?

Zhan Qingyue looked up: “Sounds like the meeting wasn’t very pleasant. Looks like my red envelope won’t be sent out anytime soon.”

Zhou Yang: “……”

As if his red envelope would go out anyway!

Zhan Qingyue stood up, took a book titled Smart Men Should Understand Women’s Psychology from the shelf, and handed it to Zhou Yang: “No need to thank me.”

“？？？” Zhou Yang glanced at the book title and then at Zhan Qingyue’s satisfied expression.

He took it silently and said, “Thank you, General Zhan.”

Zhan Qingyue patted his shoulder with deep meaning: “Study hard.”

After Zhou Yang left, Zhan Qingyue took a picture of the items Jingjing sent and sent it to Ning Qiuxiu: 【Received Jingjing’s gift.】

Soon, Ning Qiuxiu sent a video request.

Zhan Qingyue accepted it and saw Ning Qiuxiu in the video, wearing loose clothes and stretching her legs.

She used to be in a girl group and had excellent flexibility, making even her leg stretches look pleasing.

“Hey, are you at the office?” Ning Qiuxiu asked, noticing the background behind him.

“Yes, I’m working late at Fengyi,” Zhan Qingyue replied, his gaze soft as he admired his wife’s graceful movements. “What are you up to?”

“Warming up for dance practice. There’s a scene that requires it,” Ning Qiuxiu said. “Jingjing just told me that Zhou Yang gave her a cake and was quite harsh. She asked me to find out why your esteemed assistant dislikes her so much.”

“…Probably because of love,” Zhan Qingyue replied, watching her stretch, her pale waist briefly visible in the video.

He turned his gaze away, feeling a bit flustered.

“!!!” Ning Qiuxiu almost sprained her waist in surprise. “Love? As in the love I know?”

Zhan Qingyue nodded with a smile.

“What the heck? How did I not notice at all?” Ning Qiuxiu was stunned.

She thought back to their interactions but couldn’t recall any signs of romance.

“It’s not your fault. You’ve been working hard, and sometimes central fatigue can cause inhibition.”

Ning Qiuxiu: “…”

What nonsense.

“Are you making fun of me again?”

Zhan Qingyue, pleased that she didn’t understand, asked, “What makes you think that?”

“…”

Forget it, let’s not dwell on this.

Ning Qiuxiu decided to let it go but wisely chose not to exercise during their video calls anymore.

She didn’t want to risk injuring her waist.

She walked over, picked up her phone, and suddenly thought of something, her face blushing slightly. “When did you start… you know, having feelings for me?”

“What feelings?” Zhan Qingyue pretended not to understand, though he regretted she stopped exercising.

“Stop pretending.” Ning Qiuxiu gave him a disdainful look.

Zhan Qingyue chuckled and said, “From the first glance.”

“I don’t believe you!”

Ning Qiuxiu didn’t buy it. Zhan Qingyue didn’t seem like the type to fall in love at first sight.

“Then when do you think it was?”

Ning Qiuxiu: “…”

If she knew, would she be asking?

Zhan Qingyue said, “One look at Qiuxiu and I was lost forever.”

Ning Qiuxiu: “…”

Cough, cough.

She felt the same way.

The first time she saw him, she was enchanted by his beauty and wanted to take him home.

“So, Mrs. Zhan,” Zhan Qingyue said earnestly, “when do you plan to make it official?”