CHAPTER 545: CHAPTER 546: PULL OUT, THEN INSERT

Uncle Yang stood not far behind him, next to a car, watching Shi Lingyan’s strange actions with some confusion. He called out, "Young Master, are you still going up?"

Shi Lingyan paused, then shook his head, "Forget it, let’s go back."

Once in the car, the black Maybach quickly drove out of the hospital’s underground garage.

Shi Lingyan looked at the streetlights outside the window, his gaze momentarily vacant, before finally settling on his mobile phone in his hand. He dialed a number that had been secretly stored for a long time but had never been dialed before.

The call connected quickly, and a man’s slightly panting voice came from the other end. "Hello."

Shi Lingyan spoke, "Officer Gao, hello, I’m Shi Lingyan."

Officer Gao was jogging at night. Hearing this name, he was very surprised and picked up the phone to look again, confirming it was an unknown number.

Before Gao Lian could think much, Shi Lingyan got straight to the point, "Do you have time now? Let’s have dinner together."

Gao Lian, "...?"

Are we that close? Just deciding to have dinner?

With a light hum, Gao Lian replied, "I’ve already had dinner. If you are sincere, treat me to spicy crayfish."

Shi Lingyan curved his lips, "Okay."

Late at night.

Shi Mei lay on her bed, her forehead drenched with sweat.

In her dream, she was driving on a long highway. Ahead, a brand-new black Aston Martin approached, and a cold, familiar man got out.

Shi Lingyan looked at her expressionlessly, the gun in his hand as familiar as the one she could clearly remember all of its details.

Yet, it was this very gun that ended her life.

The bullet pierced the glass, brutally burrowing into her forehead, the numbing fatal pain depriving her forever of seeing sunlight again.

The scene shifted; she was sitting in her room applying a face mask when suddenly, she felt a pain in her back.

She still had the newly bought face mask on, having just taught Ye Tiao to be a delicate piggy girl. But just as she had applied the mask, she saw Shi Lingyan in the mirror.

His face was expressionless, then suddenly, he drew a dagger.

Blood splattered.

She was held down in the chair, forced to watch her own blood flow down, while Shi Lingyan looked at her in the mirror, repeatedly stabbing her with the dagger that had once stabbed him—pulling it out, plunging it in, again and again...

She wanted to struggle, but her whole body was like it was sealed, completely unable to move.

After what felt like an eternity, she heard Shi Lingyan’s voice.

He said, "We’re even now."

Shi Mei suddenly screamed, her body trembling violently, and amidst the haze, it seemed as if someone was gripping her shoulders and arms, vigorously shaking her.

She abruptly opened her eyes and was startled to see Ye Tiao’s face.

Ye Tiao, seeing her terrified face, was equally shaken, looking at her with fear and confusion.

Suddenly, Tang Jingming’s voice came from the side, "Are you... alright?"

Tang Jingming’s voice was cautious, with a hint of probing and a bit of dread.

Shi Mei turned to look and saw Tang Jingming’s uncertain expression.

Ye Tiao, seeing her finally come to, let out a sigh of relief and embraced her, saying, "Don’t be afraid, no one is trying to kill you, we’ll all protect you."

Shi Mei stared blankly, her gaze shifting to Tang Jingming beside her.

Unable to hold back, Tang Jingming asked, "What did you just dream about? Who wants to kill you?"