"Mr. Jin, your competitor will poach three of your engineers tomorrow."
"Mr. Jin, your ex-girlfriend will expose your false information next week.
Jin Chen pinched my chin: How come you know everything?
I smiled but said nothing
Of course I know - I've died once.
Until one day, he pressed me against the floor-to-ceiling window of his office:
Miss Ning, do you know... I dream about you falling from the building every night?
