It didn’t have a trace of perfume, yet it was indescribably comforting.
Unlike that Senior Sister, who reeked of pungent perfume; even when used sparingly, it required closeness to detect, but compared to this natural fragrance, it always seemed to lack something.
Shi Mei’s head nudged closer to his mouth, either intentionally or unintentionally, bringing the clean scent even closer.
In a nervous tone, Shi Mei said, "Husband, look, this pea shooter is about to kill the zombie, what should we do? The flower hasn’t finished eating yet!"
Shi Lingyan smiled and took the gaming device from her hand, "You’ve got it backward, you need to eliminate the zombies to win."
Shi Mei couldn’t believe it and puffed up her cheeks, "You’re lying!"
Shi Lingyan looked at the little cutie’s dazed expression, stretched out his hand to pat her head, and said with a stern face, "Go to sleep early."
"Ah, but I haven’t played enough, my dear, I want to play a little longer."
"No, it’s already nine-thirty, go to sleep."
"Wah, my husband’s a meanie, do you want to play it by yourself?"
Putting away the gaming device decisively, he said, "Play more tomorrow."
Shi Mei pursed her lips high, turn around huffily, and pulled the blanket over herself.
Shi Lingyan watched her little act, and his annoyed mood gradually relaxed.
He turned off the light and soon entered the bathroom.
Yet in the darkness where Shi Lingyan couldn’t see, Shi Mei’s expression slightly eased, and she let out a slight sigh of relief.
Subconsciously touching her neck, which still ached, she closed her eyes.
The bruise on her neck, which emerged from being strangled, was extremely obvious—if someone were to see it, the consequences were unimaginable.
Now, the situation had slowly slipped out of her control, and she had underestimated Shi Lingyan’s ruthlessness.
That afternoon in his car, Shi Mei had no doubt that if she had spoken any slower, Shi Lingyan would have truly choked her to death.
But she couldn’t give up on "Behind the Scenes Star."
She knew all too well the importance of having a voice.
You might have no money, no power, but you must have influence.
When a person becomes famous, they have influence, and with influence comes the power to speak.
Only then would her words carry weight and be taken seriously.
Tang Wu died inexplicably, and the world was deceived, treating them like good people to be adored and respected.
Such injustice in this world!
She couldn’t accept it!
Her lifetime of achievements was easily stolen by hypocrites.
And all those who loved her were tricked completely.
She had to break this situation.
"Behind the Scenes Star" was her field of expertise, her only chance for fame, her quickest route to bring them down.
She couldn’t give up.
But from the looks of it, it seemed Senior Sister might already be their target.
Whether it was Shi Lingyan or Grandma Shi, both thought she was already pregnant.
The attention of either of these two was more than she could bear.
Fortunately, they currently had differing opinions and were checking each other; otherwise, Shi Lingyan wouldn’t have let her go today.
But you could avoid the first day, not the fifteenth; one day they would catch her.
She had to find a way to divert their attention.
Shi Mei pondered for a moment.
Then it occurred to her that next week was Old Lady Shi’s seventieth birthday.
Surely, there would be no shortage of guests attending...
If she could get Tang Gu to come too, that would be perfect.
I’m too sleepy to write anymore, I’ll stop here for today, Fat Guangzhou will update more tomorrow