This is the third death letter.

He Youan looked at the drawing paper spread out in front of him, feeling upset.

The drawing paper is made of fine ripe paper, called Golden Flower Paper.

In the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the palace used this kind of paper depicting golden flowers to write poems and paintings, and gave it to the concubines and ministers, which became a fashion. Today, some people are imitating the ancient times and making imitation gold flower paper with dark patterns of gold flowers. Commonly known as imitation gold flower, it is very popular among rich ladies and those who pursue romance.

Right now, there is a picture painted on this "imitation gold flower".

A beautiful woman in cheongsam was pushing out the door. Most of the vegetation around the door was withered, the petals were broken, and only the branches of the bushes were left. The ground was burnt and messy, and no one was cleaning it.

There are also two small poems written on the side, but it is strange that they are not handwritten, but cut out from newspaper blocks and pasted on them.

Poor servant, I live and die for you day and night.

The face of the cheongsam woman in the painting cannot be clearly seen, but her charming figure is all like that of He Youan.

in the house.

Besides He Youan, there were two other people.

Shen Shiqi was pacing back and forth with his hands on his hips.

Teng Siping, the owner of a film company, sat opposite He Youan.

"I asked you, can you please stop being so surprised? This is just a painting or a poem, what can it say?"

Shen Shiqi's tone was very impatient. He had just been scolded by his uncle on the phone this morning. The words were harsh. The Shen family's biggest supporter was his uncle. The latter had a detached status in the Shen family and rarely intervened directly. What a trivial matter, this time he actually called Shen Shiqi in person to reprimand him, telling him to keep a low profile and not bring trouble to the Shen family all day long. Shen Shiqi was so frightened by the reprimand that he naturally felt no better.

He probably knew why he was training him, but he didn't expect that the Yue family would actually mobilize a large number of people to find the boss of the Yue family to teach him a lesson through his uncle for the sake of a mere Ling Shu.

Shen Shiqi became more and more angry. He neither dared to talk back to his uncle nor went to settle accounts with his family. He could only vent all his anger on the weak.

"Sorry, maybe I'm too nervous."

He Youan forced a smile, but his brows were still furrowed.

A beautiful woman has a unique charm when she is sad, and is even more pitiable than usual.

Shen Qiqi pursed his lips and felt a little regretful.

If he didn't like He Youan, he wouldn't have kept her by his side, but there was a huge disparity in status between the two. Shen Qiqi claimed to have rescued He Youan from the slums, and at the same time, he single-handedly made her a star that everyone was chasing, with fame and fortune. With both of them, He Youan's gentle voice and never being arrogant due to being favored, Shen Shiqi naturally went one step further and became arrogant and overbearing.

However, this does not mean that he does not like He Youan.

Teng Siping was very compassionate and could not see that she was frightened and was reprimanded like this, so he came to the rescue and said: "Mr. Shen, if you are busy, please leave first. I will ask someone to check here. It seems that someone is playing a prank." , It doesn’t matter. Miss He was frightened yesterday, and it is inevitable that her mood will be unstable and she will have many associations. I will send two people to follow her for protection later. "

Shen Qiqi's expression softened slightly, and although his tone was still not very good, it was finally not so harsh.

"That's it. I'll ask the driver to take you to Yong'an Department Store later. You can buy whatever you want and charge it to my account. I'll come back tomorrow, okay?"

He held He Youan's chin and raised it slightly, as if to observe her expression and reaction.

He Youan also hummed, gently, softly, and softly, like a docile sheep nestling in the arms of its master, letting it fall and never resisting.

But such a docile beauty can sometimes make people more and more want to abuse her.

Shen Shiqi's heart moved. Due to Teng Siping's presence, he didn't say anything. He just gently hooked He Youan's fair and soft chin with his fingers and slid it down again.

He Youan trembled slightly, but it was noticed by Shen Qiqi.

He smiled proudly in his heart.

As soon as Shen Shiqi left, Teng Siping looked at her with a sad face and couldn't bear it.

"Don't be afraid. I will find someone to follow you later. The first two times were just coincidences. There is no need to think too much."

Teng Siping said that he felt comforted by the perfunctory work, but as the boss of a film company, there was only so much he could do. Everyone knew that He Youan was Shen Shiqi's favorite, and he had to avoid suspicion even if he had intentions, otherwise Shen Qi went crazy, but even ten stone lions might not be able to hold him back.

He Youxin nodded absently.

In order to stop her from thinking about this painting, Teng Siping reached out and took away the "imitation golden flower". Before He Youan could stop him, he had already torn the painting into several pieces and took out the match. He lit it and burned it, fiercely, as if this could drive away the lingering gloom and bad luck.

He Youan sighed softly.

She has received a total of three such strange letters.

The envelopes are the same, but the contents are different.

After the letter, strange things happened one after another.

The first time was three weeks ago.

He Youan clearly remembered that it was snowing heavily that day. She had just finished filming the movie. The driver sent her downstairs to the apartment. The maid was waiting to pick her up at the door downstairs. She was exhausted and tired, and was ready to go upstairs to take a shower and sleep. , as soon as I walked into the bathroom, I saw a white cloth bag on the windowsill.

She was curious at the time and thought the maid had left something behind. Unexpectedly, when she opened it, she found a dead cat inside.

She was greatly frightened at this time. Even Shen Shiqi knew about it, but the latter didn't take it seriously. He thought it was the maid who was dissatisfied and maliciously retaliating. He immediately wanted to drive the maid away, but He Youan stopped her.

The bathroom window sill faces the alley outside, and is remote and uninhabited. During the day, the servants often open the window sill here for ventilation. It is only on the second floor, and no one can climb up.

There is no difficulty, which means that the perpetrator can't be found.

What's more, it's just a dead cat. It can only be a shock at best. Even if He Youan reports the case to the police station, there will be no manpower available to investigate and solve the case.

Not long after, He Youan received a letter.

It's the same imitation gold flower paper with only a few lines of poem on it.

"So I can't help but worry about your beauty. One day you will join the waste heap of time. Since both beauty and beauty will leave you, you will wither while watching others grow."

When he whispered these lines of poetry, He Youan was already in Yingzhang Pavilion of Baofeng Tower.

Opposite her sat two people.

Lingshu and Yue Dingtang.

Shanghai has become more and more popular since the west, and many Western restaurants have sprung up like bamboo shoots after the rain. There are also many Japanese restaurants in the concession, making this place suddenly like an exhibition of restaurants from all over the world, with a dazzling array of items and an overwhelming number.

However, there is still a market for local time-honored brands. After all, the cuisines from all over China are rich enough, and only Chinese people know how to prepare Chinese people’s stomachs. Baofenglou opened in the Guangxu period of the late Qing Dynasty. It has only been a few decades, but it has been replaced by three generations. The craftsmanship is inherited and the reputation is outstanding.

Among them, the private rooms are arranged according to the "Thousand-Character Classic". The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is vast, the sun and the moon are shining, and the stars are listed. This "Yingzang Pavilion" is next to the "Sun and Moon Pavilion" and is the best in Baofeng Tower.

One of the four private rooms.

The Eight Immortals table is made of huanghuali wood. It looks a bit old, but it must have been cleaned every day. The handles on the corners of the table are surprisingly bright. The columns on the walls and corridors next to it have been painted recently, and the paintings on the landscape are splashed with ink and signed.

They are all contemporary celebrities.

There was a jade bracelet with a warm jade color on her slender white wrist. He Youan gently touched it with her hand, and the jadeite and marble tabletop made a clanking sound, as if adding a footnote to her narrative.

The fairy sound is wafting, and the beauty is in the eyes.

It would be a good time if it didn't involve a death threat.

She read intermittently, recalling some from time to time, and then she smiled sheepishly.

"This seems to be a foreign poem. I don't know foreign languages ​​myself, so I asked someone to translate it. I can only remember a rough idea of ​​the meaning, but there shouldn't be much difference."

Yue Dingtang took the piece of paper from her.

A piece of imitation gold flower paper with beautiful English on it.

The fonts are flowing and flowing, which can be called gorgeous.

There are only a few lines of English poetry, but the Chinese meaning is indeed similar to what He Youan read.

Yue Dingtang spoke slowly: "The poem you just read should be the Chinese translation of Shakespeare's sonnets. Everyone's translation habits and sentences are different, but the meaning is the same."

He Youan: "The person who helped translate also said so, but what does this poem mean?"

Yue Dingtang: "There is no special meaning. Shakespeare wrote many such poems in his life, either praising love or singing about beauty. But if it is connected with the subsequent assassination incident, it will be a bit interesting."

He Youan nodded: "Not long after I received this letter, the assassination incident at the premiere happened."

Ling Shu also asked at this time: "Then before you received the dead cat?"

He Youan: "After the assassination, the maid was inspired to remember that before we found the dead cat package on the bathroom window sill of the apartment, she had also received a bouquet of flowers with a few words written inside. At that time, she thought it was

I don’t take them seriously because I often receive bouquets from movie fans, and most of them have three or two sentences of blessing cards on them, so I can’t open them all and read them all.”

Ling Shu: "Since there are so many bouquets, why does she think of this one alone?"

He Youan: "Because other fans sent flowers, most of them were roses or lilies, but this bunch took a different route and sent tea plants, and they were dried tea plants. Therefore, the maid thought someone had sent them by mistake or deliberately teased me.

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The flowers are in full bloom.

Tea flowers symbolize strangers, not to mention dried flowers.

If a movie fan expresses his love for his favorite movie star, it is impossible to send him dry flowers.

"First it was the dried tea flowers and cards, then it was the dead cat."

"The second time was the sonnets, and then there was the assassination at the premiere."

"And now, there's a painting in which you push open the door and all the flowers and plants around you are withered. You're worried about what's going to happen."

"My poor servant is born, and I die for you day and night. Although I have little talent and little knowledge, I can generally understand these two sentences."

He Youan smiled bitterly.

"I'm worried that the people around me will suffer this time."
To be continued...