What should I do if I lose my memory after transmigrating into a book?

Chapter 119

——Crunch

A woman with bulging eyes and a ferocious expression, her face pale and horribly white from not seeing the sun for a long time, no longer showed any fear when she saw a tall, muscular man.

She suddenly craned her neck forward, her eyes filled with malice, her voice hoarse and unpleasant, "Let me see Shen Xi! Let me see Shen Xi!!!"

Zhang Zhaodi had long since gone mad. She kept repeating this phrase incoherently, as if seeing Shen Xi was the only purpose of her life.

With a thud, Jiang Po, a cigarette dangling from his lips, casually tossed aside a chair and sat down opposite her with an air of arrogance. His face was mocking, and he let out a sneer.

"You want to see the lady? Why?"

His voice was full of sarcasm.

"What gives you the right to see me whenever you want?"

His tone shifted, his voice rose, and his tone became cold and hard.

"You don't actually think you're the real Miss Shen, do you?"

"Having been in that position for so long, do you really think you're something special?!"

Zhang Zhaodi's expression changed repeatedly upon hearing this. She gritted her teeth, and her once lively, deer-like eyes turned sinister. Her originally kind face was now incredibly ugly.

As the saying goes, one's appearance reflects one's heart.

It's a pity, she was originally a very beautiful girl.

Seeing that Jiang Po remained unmoved, Zhang Zhaodi suddenly gave him a sinister smile.

In the instant Jiang Po felt a chill run down his spine, he felt the madwoman opposite him laughing so hard it sent shivers down his spine.

Next second,

"Why do I need to see her? Because your young master... is going to die, hahaha! Without me, he'll die. Shen Xi has to listen to me; I want her to kneel on the ground and beg me!!"

"What the hell are you spouting?! If you can't speak properly, shut your dog mouth!"

Jiang Po violently stood up, his face full of murderous intent as he retorted, but Zhang Zhaodi opposite him had a playful look in her eyes. She slowly began to speak.

"Stop fooling yourself here. Why don't you call and ask?"

Jiang Po suddenly stood up, violently pulling a handful of hair from the back of his head, his eyes fixed on Zhang Zhaodi like a ferocious wild beast.

"I have great respect for women, but that doesn't mean I have to give them face just because someone is stepping on my head."

He glared at her, then made a phone call right in front of Zhang Zhaodi.

—dududu

Zhang Zhaodi stared at her phone with blurry eyes, a hint of barely perceptible tension in them.

Soon, a clear, cold female voice came from the other end.

Good morning, Jiang Po. What's up?

Jiang Po rubbed his fingers together, his eyes unwavering. He awkwardly exchanged pleasantries with Shen Xi, behaving like a rough, uncouth man.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask if Madam and Young Master have had breakfast yet?"

Shen Xi put her phone on the bedside table and was rummaging through the closet when she heard this. She was a little confused, but still replied, "I've already eaten."

Didn't Jiang Ci tell him about Jiang Du's hospitalization?

But she didn't mention Jiang Du's hospitalization. Normally, Jiang Ci's bodyguards would receive direct instructions and information from Jiang Ci, but if they didn't...

Shen Xi wouldn't say anything, to prevent any important information from being leaked.

But in reality, Jiang Ci had not contacted anyone else during the time he took the child to the hospital; he had notified even the Jiang family members through the housekeeper.

Jiang Ci was busy contacting foreign doctors and constantly searching for the origin of the strange illness that Jiang Du had been suffering from in recent years.

Moreover, Jiang Po had been given a strict order by Jiang Ci to keep a close eye on this woman named Shen Lu.

This led to a situation where, by a twist of fate, Jiang Po did not receive the information in time.

Suddenly,

"Aaaaaaah!!!"

In an instant, a woman's frantic screams came from the other end of the phone, but within three seconds, her mouth seemed to be gagged, and she could only make muffled noises.

Shen Xi straightened up, listening as the footsteps faded into the distance, until the last whimpering sound disappeared. She frowned, sensing something was wrong.

"Jiang Po, what's the situation on your end?"

Jiang Po, sitting opposite, looked annoyed. He tilted his head and held his phone between his shoulder and shoulder, using the other end to firmly block the mouth of the crazy woman across from him who kept yelling.

Finally, everything quieted down.

Jiang Po kicked the tree trunk in front of him hard, but when he heard that Jiang Du was alright, he finally relaxed a little. "It's nothing, it's just that Shen Lu was talking nonsense."

He didn't finish his sentence; his nonsense might offend the lady's ears.

But Shen Xi clearly sensed something was wrong, and she continued to press, "What did she say?"

Jiang Po, a burly man over 1.8 meters tall, stammered, "It's just... it's just... a curse that made the young master sick."

No, what she said was extremely malicious; she not only cursed him to be sick, but also bluntly stated that he was going to die.

Shen Xi, who was holding her phone, suddenly gripped the hem of her coat tightly. Her voice was icy, sending a chill down one's spine.

“What did she say? Jiang Po, repeat it again.”

Jiang Po inwardly cursed, but he chuckled and said, "Madam, Shen Lu is just talking nonsense, please don't mind her."

But Shen Xi was clearly concerned. A woman's intuition is always terrifying. Shen Xi's heart was pounding. She could sense that Jiang Du's illness might be related to Shen Lu.

Her eyes gleamed with a ghostly light as she asked, "Where are you?"

After Shen Xi got the detailed address, she took a very inconspicuous paintbrush from the drawer and stuffed it into her coat pocket before leaving.

She hurriedly went out.

……

Shen Xi arrived quickly. She drove herself to this remote timber village, parked her car outside the road, and walked wearily towards the cabin.

She saw Jiang Po sitting calmly by the door.

When Jiang Po saw his wife arrive, he immediately left.

“Madam…” Jiang Po’s heart was in turmoil. He already knew from the butler that the young master’s condition was extremely bad, and could even be said to be on the verge of death.

"Please stay outside while I go in to ask some questions."

Shen Xi didn't say much to Jiang Po. Her heart was in turmoil. She dared not think about what role Shen Lu had played in Jiang Du's illness.

But now they know how to save them.

Having hope is better than having no hope at all.

Shen Xi's face was pale, but her eyes were bright and sparkling, reflecting the light of dawn.

She was wearing a camel-colored coat, her hands in her pockets, when she opened it and went inside.

"Shen Lu, didn't you want to see me?"

"I am coming."

……

The sounds of mice gnawing came from inside the wooden house, along with a woman humming an eerie children's song.

"Mud doll, mud doll, a mud doll."

It had eyebrows, it had eyes, and its eyes didn't blink.

He's a fake doll, not a real doll.

He has neither a dear mother nor a father.

The disheveled woman tilted her head, her eyes empty like black holes, a wide smile etched on her lips, and a chilling grin. She slowly waved her hand at Shen Xi.

"You've arrived?"

"What should I do, Shen Xi? You've really fooled me!"

She seemed troubled and gave a perfunctory sigh.

"What should I do? What kind of punishment should I give you?"

Shen Xi stepped forward, looking at her delirious appearance.

When Zhang Zhaodi saw Shen Xi extend her beautiful hands from her pocket, her eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands sharply.

"Alright, I heard you're an artist, um... today, I'll be merciful and only ask for one of your hands, how about it? Shen Xi, chop your hand off and give it to me!!"

Shen Xi took a step back abruptly, her back drenched in cold sweat. No matter what, she never imagined that Shen Lu had become such a psychopath, not only with a grotesque appearance but also with extreme personality disorder.

It has a face that is both human and ghost.

Shen Xi's hand, tucked into her pocket, gripped the paintbrush tightly. She looked at Shen Lu's twisted smile, her voice chilling.

"Shen Lu, are you crazy?"

With a bang, those words instantly shattered the fragile foundation of Zhang Zhaodi's heart. Her eyes widened, the force of her gaze making them appear distorted and as if they had been twisted open. A strange laugh escaped her lips.

"Shen Xi, you call me crazy? Hahahaha, I am crazy, but you forced me into this!!! If it weren't for you, I'd still be lying on the velvet bed in the Shen family home, instead of meeting you in this cold, damp, and dilapidated little house!!"

She poured all her resentment, pain, and sense of fate onto Shen Xi, and she hated everything about him.

Shen Xi never understood Shen Lu from the beginning. If Shen Lu had really taken away Shen Lu's parents and driven her away, leaving her homeless and subjecting her to condemnation, Shen Xi could understand. After all, anyone would feel sad and resentful if they left a mansion worth hundreds of millions.

This is human nature.

However, Shen Xi learned that Shen Lu attended salons in the circle of rich girls and had also spoken ill of Chu Liwu outside, which she did not understand.

Back then, she was still the daughter of the Shen family.

Now, the Shen family has even given Shen Lu a considerable sum of money, enough to support her for several lifetimes even if she leaves the Shen family. She can even remain the Shen family's daughter outside the home as long as she doesn't offend her parents.

But she seemed to ignore all of this.

So what exactly does she care about?

Shen Xi thought this way, and she asked it aloud.

However, Zhang Zhaodi seemed not to hear her at this moment, and continued humming that eerie-sounding lullaby.

"He has no dear mother, and no father..."

Shen Xi calmed herself down and stood there, staring at Shen Lu without blinking. She wanted to see what Shen Lu was up to.

Finally, Zhang Zhaodi finished humming the folk song.

She smiled happily, then her eyes suddenly cleared. "Shen Xi, you want to save Jiang Du, right?"

at last,

Shen Lu brought up this topic.

Shen Xi took a deep breath. "Shen Lu, what do you want? The Shen family? If you can restore Jiang Du's health, I don't need to go back..."

"No, no, no, what is the Shen family? I just feel sorry that the Shen family found you. Go back? I don't have such a despicable idea."

Zhang Zhaodi's expression was mocking. She interrupted Shen Xi, and what she said next shocked Shen Xi.

"You don't know this yet, do you? My deity can already control Jiang Du to die! What is he anyway? I can make him live if I want him to live, and I can make him die if I want him to die..."

Zhang Zhaodi's voice suddenly changed

"He won't live past tonight!!!"

"Shen Xi, are you heartbroken?"

Shen Xi felt as if she had fallen into an icy abyss. Her face turned deathly pale, and her hands, tucked inside her coat, trembled with cold. If it was deliberate poisoning, there might still be a chance of saving her with advanced medical skills, but if this madman on the other side wanted Jiang Du dead...

She still has a chance of winning.

This madman still wants his own hand.

Shen Xi's mind raced for a moment before she slowly spoke, "Since you've called me here, let's be open and honest and have a proper talk. What do you want?"

What would it take to let go of the child she had only known for less than two months?

Zhang Zhaodi laughed, a very happy laugh. "Hmm... not much. I've changed my mind. I want your life."

Her feigned innocence was utterly cruel: "Can you give me your life?"

Shen Xi thought to herself, "Just as I thought." She was not surprised at all that the madman opposite her would say such a thing. In fact, after Zhang Zhaodi said those words, she even felt a sense of relief.

Shen Xi's delicate face showed no fear. Apart from being slightly pale, she remained as calm and aloof as ever, both cold and beautiful. At this moment, she stood straight in this dilapidated little house, like a white rose blooming in the muddy soil.

Shen Xi, I never thought you'd end up like this. I used to see news reports about those pitiful people and I wanted to be a hero.

I never imagined that this trip would actually fulfill your great hero's dream.

That's truly... something to celebrate!

It's worth it to have lived this long. If she can really save Jiang Du, she'll accept it. After all, this child's life has been miserable since he was a child because of a lack of love and was tormented by a vicious female supporting character. This trip can be considered as making up for it.

That's all she can do.

But Shen Xi didn't respond immediately. Instead, she said, "It seems my life is still quite valuable. Even if I agree, how are you going to save Jiang Du? After all, this is quite a big deal..."

Zhang Zhaodi suddenly got excited and tried to stand up, but she forgot that she was still tied to the stool. As she violently stood up, she knocked over the stool and fell to the ground.

"Get up, you don't need to bow so deeply like I did."

Shen Xi slowly squatted down on the ground, not knowing where he got the urge to tease the woman in front of him.

Zhang Zhaodi lay on the ground, then struggled to sit up, her ugly eyes bloodshot and filled with red veins. "Heh, you can only be so smug today."

Shen Xi smiled nonchalantly at her, "What can I do? I'm a very easygoing person. Whether I'm happy or unhappy, it's still just one day. If you can really let Jiang Du go, I'll give you my life."

“But I’m not stupid. You have to prove to me that you really will let Jiang Du go and that you will never hurt him again.”

Zhang Zhaodi was furious. She was so angry and embarrassed that she thought, "Why can this woman still laugh when she's about to die? Shouldn't she be crying in fear and embarrassment?"