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

However, this "clarification" statement was ultimately only heard by Zhou Shiyan.

In order to prove that he really believed it, the latter not only sent someone to prepare a sumptuous vegetarian banquet and delivered it to the ward, but also specially paired it with a thermos bucket of brown sugar ginger tea - as an after-meal dessert.

Jiang Siyue was left in tears and amused by his meticulous and cautious arrangements.

But he only hesitated for three seconds before accepting it happily.

Because the food made by this private chef looks really delicious... and tastes really good too.

In fact, Jiang Siyue is not a picky eater. She even buys and tastes all the controversial and unpalatable vegetables and fruits on the market when she is bored.

It's true that it's not that delicious, but it's far from being inedible.

It's just that everyone has their own preferred tastes. In non-special periods, Jiang Siyue would naturally prioritize spicy dishes with heavier tastes.

After the meal, Zhou Shiyan ordered someone to bring a set of clean clothes to Jiang Siyue.

Listening to the sound of water splashing in the shower room, Zhou Shiyan leaned against the door with his arms folded, and said worriedly: "Ayue, be careful of your wound!"

Jiang Siyue's impatient voice was heard from inside the door: "Got it! Shut up!"

Zhou Shiyan: "This is Miss Jiang's body after all, it can't stand being tortured!"

Jiang Siyue: "I know! Otherwise why would I agree to be hospitalized?!"

Zhou Shiyan said weakly: "Oh..."

Ten minutes later, Jiang Siyue walked out of the bathroom, wiping her hair, and immediately saw Zhou Shiyan standing by the sofa, holding a hair dryer and waiting for her.

Jiang Siyue paused for a moment imperceptibly, then walked over to him with a smile, pretending to hook her finger with him, as if nothing had happened.

"Where's the computer?" She put the towel on the armrest of the sofa and raised an eyebrow at Zhou Shiyan.

"Here, here~"

Zhou Shiyan picked up a computer bag and handed it to her like a treasure, and when Jiang Siyue took it, he quickly pulled her to sit down.

The hair dryer started up with a "whoosh" sound. Jiang Siyue let him fiddle with her hair while she silently unzipped her handbag and took out the silver notebook inside.

Her slender fingers quickly tapped on the keyboard. After a while, she sneered and said, "KFC's 'Crazy Thursday', McDonald's 'Crazy Friday', how come it becomes 'Deadly Wednesday' at my place?"

Zhou Shiyan's hand that was blowing her hair froze for a moment, and he immediately looked at the display screen, as if he saw something, his eyes suddenly fixed: "Is this Chevrolet a cloned car?"

Jiang Siyue nodded slightly, and typed into another website with her fingertips: "The left side is not dried."

"..." Seeing that she was concentrating on the computer, yet still had time to "instruct" him, Zhou Shiyan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Okay, madam."

Nuanfeng turned from right to left as instructed. Jiang Siyue curled her lips in satisfaction and continued to look through the surveillance footage along the way that she had just retrieved.

"The people they hired this time are quite professional," she said indifferently after taking a quick look. "From the surveillance camera's perspective, the half-hour journey in the afternoon..."

"I think I only saw him in the rearview mirror three times."

The fluorescent light of the screen was reflected in Jiang Siyue's dark pupils, reflecting a strong cold and murderous aura: "Knowing that I returned to school for classes, he couldn't wait to hire someone to follow me and wait for the opportunity to strike at any time."

"I didn't expect that I would give her a great opportunity right after the 'action' started."

Zhou Shiyan lowered the wind speed and temperature, and held up the ends of her half-dried hair with his palm: "Then what do you plan to do with the person who is following you, Ah Yue?"

"Kill him," Jiang Siyue said without hesitation, "He destroyed my new eight-figure sports car. I would not think it was enough if I killed him, Tao Xinrui and Xu Yuze thirty times combined!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she closed the computer with a "snap", tilted her head slightly and asked, "Are you done blowing it?"

Perhaps it was because the topic changed too quickly, the coldness in Jiang Siyue's tone had not completely disappeared.

Being asked this question out of the blue, Zhou Shiyan inexplicably felt that if he said "no", his wife would kill him thirty times on the spot.

"Okay, okay." Fortunately, he finally withstood the pressure, blew dry the last few strands of hair while sweating profusely, and turned off the hair dryer.

The ward suddenly became quiet, as if you could hear a pin drop.

Jiang Siyue put the notebook back into the computer bag and turned around to see Zhou Shiyan, who was supporting the back of the sofa with one hand and leaning in front of her face.

"...What are you doing?" Jiang Siyue subconsciously raised her hand and placed it on his chest, while she shrank back.

Zhou Shiyan used his other hand to grab Jiang Siyue's wrist, which was against his chest, and asked instead, "Ayue, if Old Huang hadn't knocked on the door...what would you have done?"

It happened nearly three hours ago, I didn't expect he still remembered it.

Jiang Siyue's eyebrows jumped, but she said calmly: "What can I do? If you are not frightened, do I have to comfort you?"

"..." Hearing her righteous rebuttal, Zhou Shiyan laughed silently, "So Ah Yue did that... to appease me?"

Jiang Siyue couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth: "...If you want, you can understand it this way."

"Then now——"

"Tuk Tuk Tuk"

However, another knock on the door interrupted the two of them from taking further action.

Jiang Siyue pursed her lips, quickly withdrew her hand and turned her head away, fearing that she would burst out laughing if she looked at Zhou Shiyan for one more moment.

Nurse Xiao Sun walked into the ward to take the temperature as ordered by the doctor. She had no idea what had just happened and walked straight to Jiang Siyue: "Ms. Jiang, are you feeling okay now?"

Jiang Siyue cooperated with her to "drip" the forehead temperature before saying, "Well, it's fine. Everything is normal."

The temperature gun showed 36.6 degrees Celsius. Xiao Sun smiled and repeated it, then asked, "Did you take a shower just now?"

Jiang Siyue knew what she was worried about, so he rolled up his left sleeve, revealing the gauze wrapped around half of his arm: "The wound is not wet, don't worry."

"Oh, okay!" Xiao Sun came to take over the shift near the end of the day. She was not present when Jiang Siyue first arrived at the hospital for cleaning and bandaging.

Caught off guard by the sight of this patch of white, Xiao Sun couldn't help but think of those videos of people jumping out of cars that had disappeared on the Internet.

...As expected of a wealthy lady, her psychological quality is really strong!

She put the thermometer in her pocket with great admiration and was about to turn around and leave.

He raised his eyes, but suddenly stopped.

"...Boss Yan?" The dedicated little Sun saw the boss with a face as black as the bottom of a pot and asked with concern, "I see that you don't look well. Are you feeling unwell?"

"He's fine," Jiang Siyue took the lead before Zhou Shiyan could answer, "He just lost some money in a bet with a friend and is in a bad mood."

Zhou Shiyan was both angry and amused, and could only grit his teeth and say "hmm".

Xiao Sun nodded doubtfully, guessing that the amount of money her boss lost in gambling should be something she couldn't earn even if she worked part-time during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period...

He then succeeded in making himself feel ten thousand times more depressed than his boss and left.

As soon as Xiao Sun left, Jiang Siyue couldn't hold it back any longer and turned her face to one side, laughing tremblingly: "Sorry... I'm sorry, hahahahaha——"

On the other side that she couldn't see, Zhou Shiyan put his hands on his waist, staring at her smooth and white neck with eyes like a wolf or a tiger.

The next second, he stepped forward decisively, threw away the computer bag that was still on Jiang Siyue's legs, picked her up sideways in front of her suspicious gaze, protected her head and shoulders, and threw her onto the soft hospital bed!

"Hey?! What the hell are you doing?!"

"Zhou Shiyan! Are you looking for death?!?"