I followed behind Song Yuanlin for two days.

　　On the third day, the Jianghai City Public Security Bureau found my body.

　　Song Yuanlin was still in a meeting, and the call was answered by Secretary Yuan.

　　"Hello, Mr.

　　Song, we found a body in Binhe Park.

　　After DNA comparison, we confirmed that the deceased is a young woman named Lu Yang.

　　We retrieved the information from her phone and saw that you are listed as the emergency contact.

　　If possible, please inform the family to come and claim the body as soon as possible." In front of everyone, Secretary Yuan rushed in.

　　Song Yuanlin's eyebrows furrowed, and his low voice carried an irresistible pressure.

　　"Don't you understand the rules? Get out!" Secretary Yuan was sweating profusely, for once not obeying his boss's orders.

　　"Mr.

　　Song, Miss Lu had an accident." "Slap." The pen dropped to the ground, making an abrupt sound in the silent conference room.

　　I turned to look at Song Yuanlin.

　　I saw him pause for a moment, then picked up the pen, and casually said, "Sorry." Then, as if nothing had happened, he continued the meeting.

　　When I cut my wrists that time, I asked Song Yuanlin, "What would you do if I died?" At that time, he responded, "I would do what needs to be done.

　　Am I supposed to die for you too?"