Rebirth and Revenge: The Young Lady is Actually a Top Killer

"Hahahahaha-"

In the main stand box, Meng Tai fell down laughing in the large swivel chair, not caring at all about Jiang Siyue's murderous expression on the sofa opposite him.

"Have you laughed enough?" Jiang Siyue asked grimly, "You've been laughing for two whole minutes since I walked in."

"What's so funny?"

Zhou Shiyan sat down next to her, his right arm naturally resting on the edge of the sofa behind her, forming a semi-enclosed posture with a strong possessiveness.

There was a paper bag on the left hand side of the drooping hand, which contained the blood-stained gray T-shirt that Jiang Siyue had changed into in the lounge before returning to the box.

The room was well heated, and she was only wearing a base vest with a loose white shirt that Zhou Shiyan had urgently sent over. She looked relaxed and neat.

Mengtai waved his hands, trying to control his emotions, but he was still shaking with laughter: "I, I just think you two are very interesting together, hahahaha——"

"..." Jiang Siyue automatically turned to look at Zhou Shiyan, confused, "What did you talk about with him when I was away?"

"It's only been a short time, why did he go crazy?"

Zhou Shiyan shook his head innocently and whispered, "No. I promise he was fine before I went down to pick you up."

Jiang Siyue narrowed her eyes in disbelief and asked faintly, "Really?"

Zhou Shiyan said firmly: "Really! I swear!"

Jiang Siyue pressed down his four firmly raised fingers and couldn't help but scold him with a smile: "I swear, your movements are wrong, be careful to get struck by lightning."

Zhou Shiyan also laughed and took the opportunity to lean over and rub her forehead: "No way."

"... Mr. Zhou," Jiang Siyue pushed his face away helplessly and said in a low voice, "You're addicted to pushing things further, aren't you?"

Zhou Shiyan grumbled in frustration, "We've already slept together, why is Ah Yue still..."

"Shut up." Jiang Siyue gritted his teeth.

Young Master Zhou knew very well that his wife's patience was limited. If she continued to behave like this, she might be packed up and sold to Antarctica as soon as she left the house. He immediately kept silent and sat up straight.

But Meng Tai saw everything about the two people's seemingly intimate but actually "turbulent" interaction.

The old father felt very relieved and pretended to wipe away the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes. Unexpectedly, when he looked up, he met Jiang Siyue's cold gaze.

"..."

"Have you laughed enough?" Jiang Siyue asked calmly.

"Ahem..." The old father felt uneasy at the question. He quickly cleared his throat and said seriously, "You make it sound like I'm such a frivolous person..."

"Okay, okay, no more trouble."

He picked up his phone, pulled out the transfer record, and shook it at Jiang Siyue: "I promised you, not a cent less. See if you received it."

"Okay." Jiang Siyue didn't act pretentiously. He immediately took the phone from Zhou Shiyan and began to check it on the spot.

Meng Tai was immediately at a loss for words: "No, I was just being polite, and you really started investigating right in front of me?"

"My dear, can't there be a little more trust and less suspicion between us?"

"Ever since you used the screenshot to trick me last time, your credit score with me has been cleared," Jiang Siyue said without looking up, "Which card did you transfer the money to? I haven't seen any notification from the bank."

Meng Tai thought to himself, "Didn't I just want to tease you that time? Why are you still holding a grudge after all these years?"

But he answered honestly, "The one you sent me yesterday afternoon. The last digit of the cardholder's name is '也' instead of '可能'."

Jiang Siyue's fingertips paused for a moment, and then as if she remembered something, she finally threw the phone back to Zhou Shiyan with peace of mind: "Okay, I'll trust you again."

"——What do you mean by trust me 'again'?!"

Meng Tai couldn't believe it, emphasizing the word "again" and said bitterly, "My little beauty, you are so heartless!"

"We first met in Shanghai when you were 9 years old;"

"When you were 10 years old, you said you wanted to change the world. I drank with you all night and was the only one among billions of people who supported you!"

"When you were 12 years old, you were so ignorant that you went 1v18. You were only one breath away from winning. It was only I who spent a huge sum of money to get equipment and experts from Mellia to fly to Shenzhou to save you!"

"You're 13..."

"Okay, okay, stop, stop!"

Meng Tai knew too much. Jiang Siyue was afraid that he would recall more and tell her every detail of which mud pit he slipped and fell into when he was a child.

"I said you're almost there, that's just alarmist."

She retorted nonchalantly, but her eyes subconsciously glanced to the side.

Zhou Shiyan was staring at her with his eyes lowered, his brows slightly furrowed and his lips tight.

It was not until their eyes met that he hastily relaxed his brows and smiled at Jiang Siyue: "I know."

"When you were 13, you climbed a tree to save a cat, and the branch broke."

"It wasn't a big deal, but your broken left hand was still recovering at that time."

"So, in order to protect the kitten, you broke your left leg again after it had just been removed from the cast. Right?"

Jiang Siyue: "..."

Meng Tai: "Yes, yes, that's what I wanted to say! I was the one who found the bonesetter for her!"

The box was silent for a moment. Jiang Siyue took a deep breath as if she could no longer bear it. Then she smiled at Meng Tai kindly and said, "Are you itchy?"

Mengtai didn't waste a second: "You said on the phone yesterday that there was something very important that you had to ask me in person. What is it?"

Zhou Shiyan pursed his lips and tried to hold back his laughter, but was caught off guard by Jiang Siyue who pinched his thigh. The pain made him cough three times in one second and he couldn't laugh anymore.

Having gotten her revenge, Jiang Siyue felt relieved. She immediately spread her legs arrogantly, folded her arms around her chest and leaned back on the sofa, asking lazily, "Do you know 'He Lun'?"

A hint of surprise crossed Meng Tai's face. "Ah, I know him. What's the matter?"

Jiang Siyue frowned slightly, his eyes obscure and unclear: "Boss Bao, are you going to fail in North America? Why are you cooperating with him for no reason?"

……

"My dear brother, if you always treat me like this, I will be sad too."

In the CEO's office on the top floor of Xinrui Biotech Company, a young man in a white coat was curled up on the sofa, his posture was casual, his tone was calm, but there was an inexplicable chill in his voice.

"You don't need to be reminded every day that you're my cheap brother, Maureen."

He Lun sat at his desk, flipping through documents. Upon hearing this, he asked indifferently, "And what kind of attitude do you expect me to have towards a madman?"

Maureen remained calm after hearing what was said, and even leisurely put his legs up on the glass coffee table in front of him.

"Oh, I know you have a problem with me silencing little Vina, but I can't help it," he sighed, "that little bitch's heart is no longer with us."

"If you didn't kill her, your lover would have brought people to your doorstep last night."

He Lun gripped his pen tightly and scribbled his name in the signature column. "Miss Vina is yours. It's your right to decide how to deal with her. I have no reason to be dissatisfied."

"But Miss Yue and I are innocent. Please don't talk nonsense and tarnish our reputation."

"Tsk tsk, you are truly the pride of the Herron family~" Morin said with a grin.

"So, can I tell Mom and Dad that little Ryan, whom they once took such great care of, has grown into an adult who can stand on his own feet?"

"Boom!"

He Lun stood up suddenly from his boss chair, and he didn't even notice that he knocked over his water cup and some documents.

His pupils shrank sharply, his throat spasmed, and after a long while he managed to squeeze out an incredible sound: "You...what do you mean..."

"The experiment was successful...?!"

Mo Lin shuffled his legs leisurely, adjusting the collar of his white coat casually. "You'll know if you go and take a look."