Madam’s Awakening Shocks The Whole World
Chapter 829 - 266: Settling the Grudge with Jing Zhimei

Chapter 829: Chapter 266: Settling the Grudge with Jing Zhimei

"What are you shouting for? You’ve been yelling for over three years. Even if you’re not tired of it, I am."

A member of the Mo Clan knocked on the prison gate and shouted inside at Jing Zhimei in the tank.

He had been guarding here for over three years, watching this woman, who was rumored to have been Jing Zhimei, the number one socialite in Jingdu City, and had caused the death of his wife. Such a woman deserved this. Letting her live was already too kind, but who would want to live like this, experiencing pain and itchiness a hundred times a day, unable to make a sound even when screaming.

After speaking, the member of the Mo Clan heard the sound of the door opening from outside. He quickly looked over and was shocked as he rushed up, "Why are you here, Master Mo? Why are you here?"

Master Mo had not stepped into the prison for over three years, yet today he walked in with a stunningly beautiful woman.

"Where is Jing Zhimei?" Mo Tang asked softly.

The member guarding the prison quickly replied, "Jing Zhimei is still here. She was just shouting."

The Mo Clan member respectfully guided Qin Qin and the others inside.

"She’s right here."

The Mo Clan member pointed to Jing Zhimei, who was imprisoned inside.

Qin Qin’s gaze crossed the prison gate towards the interior, where there was only a small window in the dim light.

Was Mo Yunchen deliberately bringing this woman to provoke her?

Jing Zhimei let out a hoarse laugh, speaking silently, "Mo Yunchen, it’s been three years, and you actually came. You want to provoke me? Do you think you can provoke me?"

Though her tongue had been cut, her voice hoarse and unpleasant, fortunately, Mo Yunchen and the others understood sign language. Jing Zhimei spoke slowly on purpose, and the group understood her words.

"Provoke you, Jing Zhimei? Do you think we’re here just to provoke you? You overestimate yourself!"

Mo Sheng gave a cold smile and instructed the Mo Clan members to open the prison gate.

Mo Yunchen and Qin Qin walked inside.

Jing Zhimei raised her head, glancing with her one eye first at Mo Yunchen, then at Qin Qin beside him. She gave a cold smile and silently said again, "Using a woman to provoke me, hahaha, the only person who could ever provoke me in this life is the dead Qin Qin. But she died, and I’m still alive. What a pity!"

"Mo Yunchen, you must have been heartbroken these three years. This is your retribution, the retribution for not loving me. I want you to suffer and feel miserable just like me. I want you to be in pain for your entire life."

"She is dead, and you’re still alive. It must feel terrible."

"You still can’t get over it, can you?"

A gleam of pride flashed in Jing Zhimei’s single eye.

"Who told you I was dead?"

A clear, beautiful voice rang out, and Jing Zhimei widened her one eye, silently and hoarsely shouting, "No, no, who are you? Why are you impersonating Qin Qin? Do you think that by doing this, I’ll believe you? She’s dead, poisoned by me, how could it be you? Even if you’re trying to provoke me, you should find someone who looks exactly like Qin Qin. Do you think that just by finding a pretty woman, I’ll believe it?"

Though Jing Zhimei didn’t believe it, her jealous eyes kept looking at Qin Qin. How could there be such a beautiful, ethereal woman in the world, standing so intimately next to Mo Yunchen? Who was she really? She couldn’t possibly be Qin Qin, since Qin Qin was already dead. She couldn’t possibly be the Qin Qin she hated.

"Senior sister, are you disappointed that I’m not dead!"

With Qin Qin calling out those two words, ’senior sister,’ Jing Zhimei shook her head desperately, causing the tank to shake violently.

"No, no, you’re tricking me. You’re a woman Mo Yunchen hired to act, wanting to provoke me. No way, you’re not Qin Qin; she wasn’t like this."

Jing Zhimei hoarsely and silently railed, her once clear and spirited voice now hoarse and grating, so much so that both Mo Tang and Mo Sheng couldn’t help but cover their ears.

Qin Qin raised her hand to touch her supremely beautiful face, raising a stunning smile, "Yes, I owe my current appearance to you. Senior sister, do you think it’s good or not? But I’m not dead. You must be very disappointed."

After speaking, Qin Qin leaned close to Jing Zhimei’s ear and whispered things only they knew.

Jing Zhimei’s single eye widened, her pupils dilating hideously.

"No, no, no, no, no!"

She frantically screamed silently, "Impossible, you’re already dead, how could this be, impossible, you died, I must be dreaming, this has to be a dream, how could you not be dead, you’re not dead, while I suffer here, how could this be, how could this be?"

Jing Zhimei was about to go mad. The person in front of her was really Qin Qin, it turned out to be Qin Qin. How could Qin Qin not have died? Why hadn’t she died?

Qin Qin stepped back, clasping Mo Yunchen’s hand. Jing Zhimei saw their clasped hands and screamed insanely, "No, separate, I won’t allow you to hold hands, separate, you are not Qin Qin, how could you be her."