Quick Transmigrating Second Female Lead's Counterattack Chapter 294

She spoke as though she had done a good deed, and the truly angry Female Lead woke up.

In fact, in some ways, XunMi really had done a good deed.

But for the Female Lead, it was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue.

The memories of her previous life rushed back one after another, the dirty room, the unpleasant smelling soldiers.

Regardless of her feelings, her clothes were forcibly torn, she was pressed to the ground, her legs parted and directly entered.

That kind of pain, and the hands that wandered all over her body wantonly, and those ugly faces.

As soon as she recalled it, she began shaking, and the memory on her body seemed to reappear once again, making her convulse with fear.

She directly fell into madness,[1] and the dream was full of scenes. No matter how she screamed, no matter how she tried to push away, to resist, to beg for mercy, it all had no effect.

She was still constantly entered, constantly rammed into, and once one was finished, there was no chance to rest before the next one immediately took over.

These kinds of days continued on for at least half a year, and she didn't know how many filthy things had sullied her body.

She wanted to run away, but her body wouldn't listen to her at all, and she was used repeatedly every day.

Finally, the nightmarish days passed, she was reborn, and everything should've changed.

What others owed her, she felt she was capable of getting it back, but why was the result still like this?

Right now, she was already the daughter of the Nian family, yet she could still be treated like this. She felt resentment, she felt hate.

The corner of XunMi's lips lifted in a cold arc. Her hands folded over her chest, she looked at the Female Lead's madness.

Have you recalled the memories of your past life? Very good. The more you want to free yourself from those kind of days, the more I will make you consigned to your doom.

You were unable to crawl out in your past life. Don't think that you can still get out in this one.

“Look after her well.” After she finished speaking, she turned and left. She had just woken up, and just came by to take a look in passing.

She just wanted to confirm that the Female Lead was still alive and to make things clear to her. She ought to go accompany her husband.

Her husband, really! How much did he like to sleep? Really not well-behaved.

In fact, Ziju BaiLin was not really completely comatose. He just felt that his consciousness seemed to be trapped, and he was trying desperately to break free.

There was a scene flashing in front of him that was very familiar, as though it were something he'd already experienced.

But when he tried to think back, he couldn't remember anything. It was all a blank.

He thought, whether that was real or not, it didn't matter. As long as that person was still by his side, it was good.

He had heard every word XunMi said, especially the word “husband.”[2]

He felt a sweetness in the bottom of his heart, such that he wanted to immediately turn over and jump up. But it was a pity that he had the will but not the strength.

No matter. He would obediently recover well, then wake up early so that he could hug his wife sooner. Thinking of that day felt bright and beautiful.

When he woke up, he must take the opportunity to make many demands to his wife and ask for all sorts of benefits.

He absolutely must eat and drink his fill. His wife would definitely regard him as a patient, and in her distress, agree to everything.

Still immersed in his fantasies, Ziju BaiLin was completely unaware that his wife was at this time receiving an invitation from his love rival, ah pei! She was receiving an invitation from a close friend.

Ziju BaiLin had been asleep for two days and still hadn't woken up. Everyone was very worried and thought that the old doctor was a quack.

Mu Cheng gave all the doctors in Li Hua Province an “invitation” to diagnose and treat the Marshal, and even doctors trained in Western medicine were invited.

The result was the same, there was nothing hindering him, he was just asleep.

What the hell, can one fall asleep for two days?

Obviously no one else believed it, but XunMi did, because BaoBao later told her that because of her man's head injury, he needed deep sleep to recover.

After all, medical technology was not so developed in this era, so it was impossible to make an accurate diagnosis.

The old doctor's judgment could already be considered to be quite good, but her husband couldn't use ordinary people as a measure to judge his circumstances.

Knowing that her husband's condition was constantly improving, XunMi decided to go see Luo Ran after receiving his invitation.

During this time, everything had been handled by Mu Cheng, and the experiments in her hands were all completed. The effects were better than expected, and the follow-up should also be developed.

In FuRong Restaurant, XunMi was looking at a man dressed in a Western-style suit.

This time he was wearing royal blue, simple and neat. XunMi sensed a feeling of calmness.

It was also clear why those who chase stars are so crazy. From the inside out, the temperament of a person could really attract people from all sides to chase him.

At least the Luo Ran in front of her, if in modern times, would definitely be the target of those kneeling and licking groupies.

“You came out to see me alone, I'm afraid that your man will be jealous.”

Luo Ran did not exchange pleasantries with XunMi, but instead came out with the attitude of an old friend.

XunMi shrugged, “He's sleeping at home. Don't worry, he won't suddenly jump out to catch us in the act, hahaha!” Saying that, XunMi laughed first, her eyes cheerful.

The matter of her husband's accident was concealed. Outsiders did not know as they were worried that at this time, people with bad intentions would make trouble.

Although XunMi was not afraid, she was still willing to avoid unnecessary trouble.

“Even if Marshal Ziju came to catch us committing adultery, I'm afraid he'd be reluctant to do anything to you, but he would look at me with eyes that could kill.”

Luo Ran also said this with a laugh, not that bright kind of laughter, but laughter that could nonetheless penetrate one's heart, very comfortable, gentle and warm, without any hard edges.

XunMi propped up her head, opened her eyes wide, and sighed.

“Luo Ran ah, let me tell you, you mustn't laugh like this when you go out. Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to return home. Nowadays there are many tigresses outside. If you are snatched away by someone, I will have to go look for someone else. So tiresome.”

The temperament of this person had already been built deep into the bones, bright and brilliant as a lotus, as relaxed as bamboo.

Luo Ran knew that XunMi was teasing him, but he didn't mind, only smiling more gently.

“Don't say that to me, the one you should worry about is yourself. After all, you have a history of being snatched.”

In fact, he was still very happy because of XunMi. This woman was the only one he felt very natural around and was willing to make friends with.

There was no calculating of profits, no other goal, they were just like-minded people.

The previous XunMi was very good, very graceful and well-mannered. Anyone who had seen her would have a good impression of her.

He was naturally no exception, but he always felt that something was missing from her at that time.

When he met her again, he knew that XunMi was now even more dazzling, because she had a lively quick-wittedness in her eyes that she had not had before.

She raised her eyebrow with an elegant temptation, naturally creating a flirtatious expression.

It was precisely this kind of unconscious charm that made her even more enchanting.

Those with low willpower would only become her captives.

This life was for her alone, isolated from the turmoil of the mundane world.

Translator's Notes
[1] This is that word, Mara, again, which, after more googling, is like being enveloped in an obsession to the point of madness.

[2] A different word for husband is used here. XunMi usually says “lao gong,” but here the word is “xiang gong.” The former is more casual, whereas the latter is more formal.

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