Shi Mei’s heart skipped a beat, and she huffed, turning her head away, "Don’t all normal people talk ?"
"Is that so?" Shi Ling Yan slowly exhaled a mouthful of smoke, leaning in slightly closer, "Then do you know, even when you’re feeling guilty, your tone of speech is very similar."
Shi Mei felt cornered and took a step back, immediately pushing him away, "That only proves I’m a very good imitator. Why are you getting so close for no reason?"
Shi Ling Yan, pushed away, didn’t get annoyed, sat up straight, and narrowed his eyes at her with a half-smile, "Let me change the question then."
"Hurry it up, I’m in a rush!"
Shi Ling Yan curled his lips, "You know me, and you’re very familiar with me – not just with me, but also with Tang Wu. You know her like the back of your hand, and to be able to impersonate Tang Wu at the same time..."
Shi Ling Yan’s gaze deepened, "Apart from Tang Jingming, the only other person would be Bai Yuejie."
"But Jingming has admired Tang Wu since childhood, and would never have someone impersonate her. As for Bai Yuejie, she created a Little Tang Wu, and as far as I know, she’s tried to recruit you multiple times to be Tang Gu’s ghost singer, but you never agreed."
"So what?" Shi Mei lifted her eyebrows in some satisfaction, listening to him.
There’s no way he could have figured it out.
Who would imagine that Senior Sister was actually Little Shimei?
And who could imagine that after someone dies, their soul could transfer to another person’s body?
Moreover, she was always extremely careful in her comings and goings.
Not leaving a single trace or a shred of evidence, and on top of that, due to her family’s training, she had an extremely strong counter-surveillance capability.
Even her own uncle couldn’t stop praising her.
Even if Shi Ling Yan were to pierce the heavens with his investigations, he would never find out that she was the little fool who was by his side every day.
Shi Ling Yan, "So, you’re not Bai Yuejie’s person, and moreover, you hate her deeply. That killing intent in ’Ten Sides Ambush’ was directed at her."
Shi Mei’s eyebrows twitched, and she let out a derisive laugh, "What if I say I’m not?"
"You are." Shi Ling Yan stated with utmost certainty, "You don’t just hate her; you also hate me."
Shi Mei locked eyes with him, her emotions turbulent as if a great weight had collapsed within her. His gaze was terrifyingly deep, as if it could suck her in.
But in just an instant, Shi Mei put on a cavalier facade, "Bullshit. Where did you get that conclusion from?" Saying this, Shi Mei quickly snatched the cigarette from between his fingers, looking at him with seductive eyes, "I told you, I slept with you to conceive a child."
Taking the cigarette in her mouth, Shi Mei took a pensive drag, then swung her body around, straddling his lap, "You were so valiant that night; how could I possibly hate you?"
Shi Ling Yan’s heart rate involuntarily quickened a little.
The familiar scent was one that Tang Wu adored.
The fragrance was aromatic yet cool, striking yet fierce.
Like many things that blazed their own trail, people had two extreme opinions about ’pride.’
Those worthy of it displayed a cold aloofness.
Those not worthy were deemed vulgar and worldly.
Very few people could carry this scent with poise, and Tang Wu was the one he had seen who suited it the most.
As if tailor-made for her.
Complementing her, like a queen with an aura fully unleashed.
At this moment, on Senior Sister, he also clearly sensed that same essence unique to Tang Wu.
Yun Du almost swerved the car, swallowing hard.
This was freaking tantalizing, explosively exciting!
Shi Mei blew out a puff of smoke towards his face, her hands cradling his cheeks, her voice slithering and creeping like a venomous snake, "I haven’t even had the chance to like you yet, Mr. Shi."