Reborn as His Intellectually Disabled Wife-Chapter 178 - 179: She is Nothing Now

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Chapter 178: Chapter 179: She is Nothing Now

Inside the carriage, the man’s magnetic voice was deep and slightly husky, "Guess, what do I want to do?"

Shi Mei instinctively struggled, her fingers forcefully trying to pry his palm off, tips of her toes pressing hard against the ground, trying to get a breath of air.

But the man in front of her had a cold and stern gaze, and his facial expression remained unchanged throughout.

He was still the same.

Cold-blooded and ruthless.

To him, human lives were probably worth less than nothing.

That’s right, if he could personally kill the lover he cherished for three years, what is a stranger to him.

Now, she was nothing.

Her heart ached piercingly, as if forcefully gouged by a sharp blade, and in a flash, she was bloodied.

Tears streamed down the corners of her eyes, Shi Mei gasped for air like a fish out of water, her throat in excruciating pain, as if about to snap, struggling with all her strength to pry his hand off, and with great difficulty managed to cry out, "I... am... pregnant..."

Her voice sounded like it was being torn apart, breaking up inside her throat in a raw and unpleasant way.

The sound was not loud, but inside the carriage, not only Shi Lingyan but also Yun Du heard it.

Shi Lingyan’s brows jumped at the sound, "What?"

Yun Du also couldn’t believe it, "Pregnant?"

Shi Mei could no longer hear what they were saying; all she knew was that after she said those words, Shi Lingyan’s palm abruptly loosened.

The cool air rushed into her nostrils, and her vision darkened repeatedly until blackness enveloped her.

She collapsed onto the seat all at once, Shi Mei gasped noisily, coughed loudly, greedily clinging to life.

Tears from the corners of Shi Mei’s eyes fell even more fiercely, yet she couldn’t help but start to laugh.

The laughter began as a snicker, growing louder and closer to hysteria, "Shi Lingyan, hehehe..."

Shi Lingyan watched the woman in front of him with cold eyes, his expression as unchanging as ever.

From beginning to end, there were no significant shifts in his demeanor.

It was as if the person who had almost killed her wasn’t him.

The person sitting in front of her, watching her laugh, also wasn’t him.

This expression was exactly the same as when he shot and killed her back then.

The more Shi Mei thought, the funnier she found it, and eventually, tears streamed down over the mask in large drops.

Yun Du felt chills down his spine from her laughter.

This woman, had she been scared mad?

"Now, answer my question."

Shi Lingyan took out a disinfectant wipe, leisurely cleaning his hands.

"Shi Wuzhou’s defenses are tight; you avoided the surveillance, unlocked the door—it’s not possible to be so familiar with Shi Wuzhou without leaving a trace. Who are you?"

"Me?"

With just one syllable, Shi Mei winced with pain.

Her vocal cords felt as if they were torn, her voice becoming hoarse and unpleasant.

Shi Mei touched her neck and smiled wryly, "I am Senior Sister, don’t you know?"

Shi Lingyan let out a low laugh, an even colder light flashing in his eyes than before.

Yun Du nervously interjected, "Senior Sister, Mr. Shi has a bad temper; you’d better be honest."

Shi Mei smiled faintly, staring at Shi Lingyan, "Give me a cigarette."

Then, without waiting for Shi Lingyan’s consent, she reached out to take a cigarette from the box in front of him, placed it between her lips, lit it with practiced ease, and took a long drag, slightly squinting her eyes.

Her fingers, which held the cigarette, were slender and white, the pinky slightly lifted elegantly, and her other hand naturally wrapped in front of her chest.

Such a gesture deepened the intensity in Shi Lingyan’s gaze imperceptibly.

Shi Mei slightly raised her face, exhaling a long stream of smoke, looking at Shi Lingyan for a long time, and then suddenly she chuckled hoarsely, "You want to know who I am, right? Come, take off the mask yourself."

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Sorry everyone, I owe you a Chapter; I’ll continue tomorrow at 9 PM...

Tomorrow night, for the first Alliance Hierarch of the new book, I’ll add more in detail—love you all, rest early!