Shu Yao had a strange dream. A young woman in the prime of her life suddenly became a withered old woman. Carrying a thermos, she stood at the hospital ward door and watched a family of three inside flaunting their affection.
“Mom, now that you’re back, you won’t leave again, right?”
The man on the hospital bed, who looked to be over thirty, was still whining in a shrill voice.
Shu Yao grimaced at the sight and could not help shuddering. What the hell… A burly man acting like a delicate little flower?
“Yi Ming, be good. Mom isn’t leaving anymore. I’m moving all my businesses back to the country.”
The woman dressed like a professional career powerhouse lovingly stroked her “good eldest son’s” face.
Shu Yao: …
Disgusting!
“Good, good, good. Huiru, Yi Ming, after waiting thirty years, our family of three can finally be truly reunited.”
The older man beside them was teary-eyed with emotion. One hand held the woman’s, while the other rested on his son’s shoulder.
Shu Yao suddenly felt a violent shaking, as if there were an earthquake.
When she looked down, oh, it was the Old Madam trembling.
No wonder. A husband and wife who had shared a bed for thirty years, and a son they had painstakingly raised for thirty years—none of them had truly been sincere.
Then again, the Old Madam was hardly a good person either. She had abandoned her husband and son, eagerly becoming someone else’s second wife and stepmother. Was this her retribution?
Huh? This dream was interesting. How could she even know the Old Madam’s entire past?
Shu Yao drifted away for a moment, then continued watching the show.
What use was there in getting angry now? If it were her, she would charge in without a second thought and beat them all senseless to vent her anger.
As she thought this, she felt that she could control this body.
Shu Yao’s eyes lit up. She rolled up her sleeves, shoved open the door, and charged in.
“Damn you, Hu Guozhang! Old Mother has served you father and son for thirty years, and you came running here to reminisce with your old flame!”
Shu Yao went up to the older man and slapped him squarely across the face.
The Old Madam looked frail, but years of housework had given her considerable strength. With the support of Shu Yao’s young spirit, the slap sent Hu Guozhang tumbling off his stool.
“Ah! Shu Yao, you crazy Wife, what are you doing!”
The well-maintained woman let out a scream, left her stool, and prepared to help the older man.
“Hmph, you sure pay close attention to Old Mother. You even found out Old Mother’s name clearly!”
Damn this bad luck. The Old Madam was also named Shu Yao!
Furious, Shu Yao delivered another slap, making the adulterous pair match perfectly.
“Mom—what are you doing!”
In his panic, Hu Yiming did not even know whom he was calling “Mom.” It did not matter, though. Shu Yao treated everyone equally.
This time, she did not slap him. Instead, she dropped her bottom onto her cheap son’s freshly mended lower leg.
“Aah—”
Hu Yiming was in such pain that stars burst before his eyes, and his agonized scream pierced the heavens.
“Aah~”
Zhou Lanhui immediately cried out as well, her voice melodious and lilting. No wonder she had made a living performing opera.
Shu Yao impatiently dug at her ear.
“What are you ‘aah’-ing about! Are you performing A Chinese Ghost Story here for Old Mother? Shut up!”
Zhou Lanhui was stunned by the shout, while Hu Guozhang was still dazed by the slap and unable to recover.
Had this shameless woman really hit him?!
She was merely a watchdog who never dared disobey him, and a free babysitter who took care of him and his son. How dare she!
Hu Guozhang’s face filled with viciousness. Just as he was about to strike back, he heard his precious son crying out in pain:
“Dad, dad, get me a doctor! Hurry, my leg is broken again!”
Hu Guozhang and Zhou Lanhui hurriedly crawled up from the floor and rushed to the nurses' station one after the other.
“Doctor! Doctor!”
Shu Yao stood to the side with her arms crossed. Seeing the resentment in her cheap son’s eyes, she let out a cold snort, stepped forward, and completed the set of slaps.
“Your family of three should be perfectly matched like this!”
“You!”
Hu Yiming’s eyes held resentment and astonishment, along with a trace of barely perceptible grievance.
Shu Yao shook her arm and turned to leave.
If she did not run now, when would she?
The Old Madam’s body could never beat the strong and sturdy Hu Guozhang.
Technically, this “Shu Yao” was considerably younger than Hu Guozhang, but standing together, anyone would have said they belonged to two different generations.
How tragic. When a woman’s life turned out like this, she should run everyone over equally!
Shu Yao went downstairs via the stairway on the other side. She had already walked out the main door of the hospital, yet the dream still had not ended.
“What the hell, what are you doing!”
“Wake up, wake up, wake up!”
“This is even scarier than my Sha Ha tearing up the house and eating feces!”
“I’m young and beautiful, and I even have a little money. I don’t want to be trapped in this shell forever.”
“Sha Ha, come give Mom a Mount Tai Pressing the Summit and save me!”
Passersby only saw a white-haired woman standing with her arms raised and holding a thermos, howling at the sky. Her movements were so strange that it looked like she was performing some mysterious ritual.
He glanced at the eccentric Old Madam, then at the hospital behind her.
He shook his head. Great, another one has gone mad!
Someone in her family probably had incurable cancer.
Sigh, how tragic. Truly tragic!
Shu Yao howled for ages. She slapped her face and pinched her arm, but she simply could not wake up.
“Old Madam, what will it take for you to let me go?”
She was on the verge of tears, but eventually a fierce glint appeared in her eyes.
“How about I go back and slaughter all three of them!”
It was only a dream, after all. She would not be legally responsible. Shu Yao turned around aggressively.
The next second, everything went black before her eyes, and her body became scorching hot, as if it were on fire.
Shu Yao instinctively embraced the ice cubes before her.
She let out a comfortable sigh.
Although Shen Zhongyue was also delirious from the fever, he still forced himself to throw her off. His teeth itched with hatred; he knew he had been set up.
If he left now, there was still time.
He thought hazily.
But how could Shu Yao tolerate an ice cube that had grown legs?
She wrapped him in a bear hug and held him firmly in place.
Her arms clasped his neck, and her legs coiled around his waist.
Shen Zhongyue’s legs were unsteady. He took a step back, and the two of them fell onto the bed.
No one knew who started it first. In any case, the demons began fighting. Sometimes the east wind overwhelmed the west wind; sometimes the west wind overwhelmed the east wind.
When Shu Yao regained consciousness, she grabbed the hair at the back of the man’s head and yanked it upward, wanting to see what the dream demon looked like. Unfortunately, it was too dark, and she could only make out a pair of ferocious eyes.
“Oh my goodness!”
Shu Yao was so frightened that her hand jerked. The man’s head slammed back down, and both of them cried out in pain.
“What kind of ridiculous dream is this!”
The man’s head rested beside her neck, his breath scorching hot.
“Don’t worry. I’ll marry you.”
What the hell was that supposed to mean?
Had she reached that age already? Was she actually dreaming about this sort of thing?
Wasn’t it said that men became wolves at thirty and tigers at forty?
Was she so exceptionally gifted that it had begun at twenty?
Apparently dissatisfied with her distraction, the man exerted force, making Shu Yao moan in pain.
To hell with you! It’s Old Mother’s dream. Why should Old Mother be underneath? Come here, you!
No one knew where she found the strength, but she reversed their positions. The man was clearly somewhat stunned…