Reborn as His Intellectually Disabled Wife-Chapter 145 - 146: It Really is Tang Wu!!

Fuck!

Is this Senior Sister crazy or what?

Just casually showing up there like that??

Ye Tiao had his people cordon off the stage long ago to protect her, nobody could get in from anywhere but backstage.

But what does she do? Walks right through the front door—has she gone out of her mind?

"God damn idiot!" cursed Ye Tiao, his palm bracing against the railing as he prepared to climb over.

But just as he had hoisted himself halfway up, his hand was yanked back.

Annoyance flared in Ye Tiao, and he turned, ready to unleash a tirade of curses, but his words stuck in his throat at the sight of the dark, somber mask.

Ye Tiao glanced at her, then at the chaos below, "Did you plan this?"

Shi Mei curled her lips into a slight smile, looking towards the woman below who was clutching her face and screaming shrilly, "I just cooperated a little, that’s all."

Ye Tiao’s heart, which had been in his throat, finally settled back down, and out of sheer irritation, he punched her in the shoulder, "Couldn’t you have fucking told me first, you scared me to death!"

Then, Ye Tiao asked, "Who is this person, anyway?"

Shi Mei’s smile deepened meaningfully as her gaze rested on the scene below, "You’ll know soon enough."

"Ahhhhhh!"

"My God, Tang Wu?"

"No way, is that really Tang Wu?"

...

The screams from below were like thunder, exploding in everyone’s hearts.

Ye Tiao was shocked, looking instinctively down below.

The woman surrounded by everyone was disheveled; her clothes looked like they had been torn and her hair was a mess.

Her face was scratched up, makeup smeared, and blood streaks were shockingly apparent; lipstick was smudged all over her face.

But those familiar features, that face, they were exactly like Tang Wu’s!

On the second floor, Ye Tiao’s eyes bulged as he stared at the face below, "Tang Wu? How is that possible!"

If that person below was Tang Wu, then who was this person standing in front of him?

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Second floor, Presidential Suite.

When Shi Lingyan saw that face, his pupils constricted sharply, unable to believe his eyes.

Tang Jingming gasped as well, leaping up, "Sis? That’s not possible!"

Back in the day, he had seen Tang Wu’s body lying in the coffin with his own eyes! He had watched her body being pushed into the crematorium, he had personally felt her ashes!

But... but...

Who was the person below then?

Bao Gui stared intently at Tang Gu downstairs, a flicker of doubt in his peach blossom eyes, "Tang Wu was supposed to have donated her heart. How could she possibly still be alive?"

Tang Jingming felt as if he’d gone blind.

He rubbed his eyes, about to take a closer look when he realized that Shi Lingyan, by his side, had vanished like a gust of wind.

Tang Gu held her head, her face filled with horror.

How could this be happening? It shouldn’t have turned out this way!

She had just wanted to attract Shi Lingyan’s attention by posing as Senior Sister.

How did it end up like this?

The scrutinizing gazes around her grew more intense, countless fanatical eyes and screams flooding her senses.

"Ahhhh Tang Wu!!!"

"Is it really Tang Wu!? "

"I knew it, Tangtang wouldn’t die," a sharp, excited scream cut through the air, followed by loud sobbing, "It’s really Tangtang!"

Hearing the surrounding noise, Tang Gu gradually regained her composure.

Right, she was Tang Wu now!

"Make way!"

A cold, oppressive voice rang out with a stern warning, piercing through the crowd.

This voice made Tang Gu’s entire being come alive.

The voice she had only heard in Tang Wu’s videos was now live, unmistakably real, resounding at the scene!

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