After thinking for a moment, Xiao Zhigang opened the door and accepted the cake.
If the cake had been addressed to him, he might have hesitated.
But with Qin Siyang's name plainly on it, he had no further doubts.
This was Qin Siyang openly sending him a gift.
When he unwrapped it, a large, three-tier cake appeared before him.
Bright red syrup ran over the ivory cream, making it look quite appetizing.
But he sat at the dining table studying it for ages without understanding what deeper meaning the cake held.
He picked up a knife to cut it open, thinking there might be some secret hidden inside.
Yet the blade sank only two or three inches into the cake before something hard stopped it.
Xiao Zhigang's body involuntarily trembled.
Then he cautiously scraped away the cream with the flat of the blade.
In an instant, Xiao Zhigang's eyes widened, every hair on his body stood on end, and he collapsed into his chair.
The small section of cake from which he had scraped the cream revealed a pair of eyes, staring straight into his own.
One pair of eyes had lost their luster, clouded by a gray film, calm and devoid of emotion.
The other pair had sharply contracted pupils that quivered like those of a startled bird.
Xiao Zhigang's face went pale. "You... you..."
Xiao Zhigang did not sleep all night.
Qin Siyang, on the other hand, slept well.
He had no idea how Zhao Longteng had helped him warn Xiao Zhigang.
But he knew the results were probably good.
Because that morning, he received a call from Tang Wangong, head of the Administration Department.
During their conversation, Tang Wangong mentioned that Xiao Zhigang had taken an entire week off to rest and recuperate at home.
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