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

Hearing these two names, Jiang Siyue's action of eating, which was focused on eating, finally paused for a moment.

"three years ago……"

"You received an emergency transfer order from the provincial government and temporarily withdrew from the competition and returned to the imperial capital."

In order to prevent Jiang Siyue from pretending to have amnesia and getting away with it at the critical moment, Shen Zelan quickly followed her words to complete the sentence and snatched the plate of stewed oxtail to prevent anyone from eating it.

Jiang Siyue immediately put down her fork and looked at her as if to say, "I'm an asshole, but what's wrong with my stomach and stewing the oxtail?" "Boss Shen, you are using public power to take revenge on me."

Shen Zelan simply ignored her accusation: "Boss, that was the first time we had a one-on-one competition on the racetrack in the six years we knew each other."

Jiang Siyue never expected that Shen Zelan would still be brooding over this matter.

She said helplessly: "That time was to cooperate with the Shenzhou military to capture the Wanta drug lord who was about to conduct a drug deal in Qingzhou. It was not that I deliberately broke the appointment."

"Besides, that match... was just a friendly exhibition match after all. No points were counted whether you win or lose. The organizers simply wanted to use our fame to boost the ratings on the last day."

Shen Zelan remained silent. After a while, he finally pushed the stewed oxtail in his hand back to Jiang Siyue: "But according to what you said, if there is no such thing as 'rebirth', then that will be the last time I see you."

Jiang Siyue: “…”

"And the reason why you withdrew from the competition, maybe I will never know it in my life."

Jiang Siyue: “…”

Shen Zelan's plain words were like two sharp swords, stabbing Jiang Siyue with every word.

"My dear Zelan, can we still finish this meal happily?" Jiang Siyue asked with a mixed feeling of laughter, carrying two swords on his left and right.

However, Shen Zelan was not moved at all: "Just tell me if I am right or not?"

"It just so happens that there will be an underground sports car mountain climbing race held at Nanling Mountain tonight. There will also be a friendly match after the race. Will you participate in this friendly match?"

She deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the three words "friendly match", as if she had no intention of letting Jiang Siyue go.

Fortunately, Jiang Siyue knew Shen Zelan's "human-machine" nature well enough, otherwise if any outsider threatened her like this, she would overturn the table and beat the person to a pulp on the spot.

"Boss Shen means that whoever wins will be the one to listen to him?" Jiang Siyue asked with a raised eyebrow.

Shen Zelan: “That’s right.”

Her tone of "once a word is spoken, even ten cows can't pull it back" made Jiang Siyue completely helpless, and he could only agree: "Okay, I agree."

After a pause, she added: "Actually, putting this matter aside, you are right."

"Since we met at the racetrack, nine years have passed, and it's time for us to have a real race."

Upon hearing this, Shen Zelan couldn't help but raise her lips, but she had to lower her head to hide her smile, and said calmly: "It's good that you know..."

"Well, now we can enjoy our meal."

Jiang Siyue saw through it but didn't say anything. He held back his laughter until his face turned sour and he had to pretend to be unhappy as he poured her a glass of red wine: "Hey... 'Good people are often bullied' is a true saying."

"I have been dead for two years and come back. Why don't you cherish me? Instead, you all want to take advantage of me?"

Shen Zelan: "Boss, you are wrongly accusing a good person again. If it weren't for your tacit approval, who would dare to 'tamper with the Tai Sui'?"

Jiang Siyue: "... Well, tell me in detail about tonight's car race."

Shen Zelan blinked, not objecting to the abrupt change of topic: "Okay."

……

"Boss, get in the car. I'll ask the driver to take you back to the hotel first." Outside the restaurant, Shen Zelan said softly, holding the document that Jiang Siyue had forced into his arms with one hand.

"No need," Jiang Siyue shook his head, and then he produced a car key from his coat pocket, "I drove here by myself. You go back to the company, I'll take a walk around the area before leaving."

Glancing at the three-pointed star emblem on the car key, Shen Zelan felt an inexplicable sense of loss: "Okay, but you must remember..."

"Remember to remember!"

Jiang Siyue didn't notice the change in Shen Zelan's expression. She just felt that her ears were about to get calluses from her nagging, so she "chased" her into the nanny car without saying a word.

"See you at the foot of Nanling Mountain at 7pm." She then raised three fingers very seriously, "I promise, even if the sky collapses, I will not break my promise this time."

"Is this reassuring?"

Shen Zelan quickly held Jiang Siyue's fingers and folded them down: "Boss, you don't need to swear. I believe it."

Jiang Siyue chuckled softly and took back his hand: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore - did you bring cigarettes?"

She asked the second half of the question suddenly. Shen Zelan was stunned for a moment, but without thinking too much, he obediently took out a black cigarette box.

"Boss, don't you not smoke?"

Jiang Siyue snorted in an ambiguous manner, then snatched the cigarette box without any hesitation and slapped Shen Zelan's hand.

"Ms. Shen Zelan, did you promise me a long time ago that you would quit smoking?"

"...!!" Boss Shen, who had fallen into the trap again, opened his eyes wide immediately, and was so panicked that he even forgot to control his expression, "I..."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Siyue said in a sarcastic tone, "So Boss Shen's way of quitting smoking is to quit smoking from Shoubainian to Kabiron?"

Shen Zelan didn't dare to say anything and just wanted to close the door and run away.

Jiang Siyue saw through her inner thoughts, but surprisingly did not delve into it any further. He just put the cigarette box into his pocket in front of Shen Zelan.

"You can go now," Jiang Siyue put away the cigarette box and immediately made a gesture to drive him away with his palm facing inward and the back of his hand facing outward, "I'll come to check on you when I have time."

"It's still the old rule. You are not allowed to destroy the 'stolen goods' in advance. Don't think I don't know that you want to hide the things with Ding Han and Fang Xun again."

Shen Zelan knew that she was in the wrong, and answered in a voice even quieter than a mosquito: "Yes..."

Jiang Siyue stared at her silently. Seeing this, Shen Zelan quickly pressed the door closing button and told the driver to drive, fearing that if she was half a second late, her boss would regret it.

Not only did she have to be fired on the spot, she also had to hand in a ten thousand word self-criticism within one day!

So Alpha started to run away, and Jiang Siyue turned around and ran towards the back garden of the restaurant.

FloraLuna restaurant itself is not close to the city center, plus on weekdays, restaurants far from office buildings don't have many customers at noon. In the back garden, there are naturally even fewer people.

Jiang Siyue strolled leisurely to a small grassy slope and stood still, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it into his mouth very familiarly.

Just as she was about to reach into her pocket to take something out to light the fire, she suddenly remembered that she seemed to have forgotten to confiscate Shen Zelan's lighter.

Jiang Siyue put the cigarette back between her fingertips with a slightly "irritated" look, and when she turned her head to the right, her eyes met with a boy who was smoking under a Metasequoia tree.

A hint of chill rose from Jiang Siyue's eyes. She walked towards the boy and said with a smile, "Classmate, can you lend me a light?"