Rebirth: My Dear Little Wife Is So Scheming

Chapter 104 - 104 104 Speculation

?Chapter 104: Chapter 104 Speculation Chapter 104: Chapter 104 Speculation Bai Xiao finally understood; An Zhiyuan was telling her that he would have no other bride but her!

This time she had truly shot herself in the foot.

She had not expected to return and do nothing at all, only to end up with a fiancé right away.

Although marrying someone like him was nearly every girl’s dream in this era, and was even encouraged by society, she truly had not considered becoming a wife.

The main reason was that Fang Xiaoshan in her past life had inflicted upon her a deep-seated fear and nightmare of marital life. Just thinking about those days, that kind of husband, Bai Xiao felt very disappointed. In the depths of her heart, she felt it might be better to live alone, simpler and safer.

But the battalion commander An was not one to give up easily.

Bai Xiao sighed and turned her head away, looking at the swiftly passing scenery outside the car window, feeling like a scholar arguing a point against a soldier, unable to make her reasoning clear.

An Zhiyuan really wasn’t bad, at least not up until now. In her eyes, An Zhiyuan was gentle and considerate, and although he was dominant, he often appeared protective of her. Especially since her body seemed to have no aversion to An Zhiyuan—at all—something to note, because ever since her past life, Bai Xiao had felt repelled by any man! Any intimate gesture would trigger fear in her heart, but not in this life.

An Zhiyuan had embraced her and kissed her, and there wasn’t the slightest rejection from her body.

Either rebirth had caused her body to forget the abuse and fear from her past life, or An Zhiyuan was different. Why he was different, she couldn’t articulate, but she remembered that since his intervention, ever since the incidents involving Wang Han and Liu Hong, she had noticed some changes.

Normally, her special ability, once used to heal others, would cause her side effects of chilling coldness that required time for her to overcome and ease.

But with Wang Han, Bai Xiao felt something was amiss. That time should have been severe, as Wang Han was on the brink of death compared to others. To put it bluntly, Wang Han was really dying, and without her intervention, he probably wouldn’t have lasted another two minutes before breathing his last.

The closer death loomed, the more special ability she had to use, and the more heat would be drained from her body, of course, leading to very serious aftereffects. It could be so serious that she might have to curl up under the blankets for days, nights, or even half a month, like a frozen ghost.

But she remembered that time, An Zhiyuan held her, and warmth seemed to radiate from his body, so gentle and warm that she couldn’t help but get closer, wanting to draw in the warmth. Later on, when An Zhiyuan massaged her cramping calves, the warmth from his large hands immediately made her feel an indescribable relaxation and comfort, dissipating all the cold.

She had recovered in just a few hours then. Actually, she had thought about it later; it didn’t make sense. It wasn’t her first time using her special ability. In her previous life, it wasn’t until later that she discovered and developed the Energy Potion, specifically targeting her own coldness, providing another kind of energy that allowed her full relief, but at the same time, she also knew the severe side effects of this Energy Medicine.

Just like a drug addict’s reliance on substances, it eventually became a case where she wanted to drink Energy Potions even without using her special ability. That was also why she later fell under Han Weiye’s control, herself used as a means to threaten others in order to expand the territory of Han Weiye’s business empire.

Of course, her final fate, due to the excessive use of Energy Potions, led to her becoming neither human nor ghost, though her special ability could ensure that she kept on living. But the meaning of such an existence had vanished, turning her into a puppet. Aside from finding drunken oblivion in Energy Potions, desiring either ethereal transcendence or the release of death, Bai Xiao knew that at that time she was no different from a dead person.

She was nothing more than a walking corpse, alive in name only.

So this time, she never thought about making Energy Potions. In her previous life, she had chosen death to end her life and make everything stop. In this life, she never wanted to fall into that kind of existence again, one where she was controlled by others, without freedom, without dignity.

She would rather freeze to death, struggling with all her might against the cold that was a side effect of her past, than entertain any thought of making Energy Potions. In this life, she remained pure and clean, without bad habits or any physical dependency on drugs, and without any tragic experiences.

Now, she didn’t need to consider anything, and because she acquired her special ability early this time, she understood better how to hide it. Traditional Chinese Medicine and Acupuncture cast a mysterious veil over all her special abilities, one that would definitely not draw others’ covetousness. After all, if one were to consult a practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine, they would find out that mastery of Acupuncture wasn’t something accomplished in a day or two nor something you could grasp the basics of by simply observing and practicing. It required long-term training and learning.

And for all this, she had already come up with excuses for herself, so she was not at all worried about anyone wanting to get anything from her.

But it was different with An Zhiyuan. With Wang Han’s incident, Bai Xiao had only a faint suspicion that the temperature of An Zhiyuan’s body seemed like a natural heater made just for her, a very peculiar feeling.

However, on the second occasion with Liu Hong, she distinctly felt the difference. Even though Liu Hong’s condition wasn’t as serious as Wang Han’s, it was the same kind of coldness that came after saving someone using her special ability. When An Zhiyuan held her, she clearly felt a warm flow from his body gently permeating her entire being. It seemed that in just a few minutes, she fully recovered, with no shaking, no coldness, no spasms, because this time was different from before. After using her special ability, An Zhiyuan held her immediately and took her to the car, where they hardly separated for a moment.

Her recovery seemed much faster than before. This made her suspect that there was some secret about An Zhiyuan. Could it be that An Zhiyuan was the natural nemesis to the after-effects of her special ability, comparable to the healing power of Energy Medicine? If that was the case, then marrying An Zhiyuan might not be such a bad idea, practically a human-shaped Energy Medicine.

But she didn’t know for sure yet. If she were wrong because of her assumptions and even risked her marriage over it, wouldn’t that be insane?

She wanted to find an opportunity to try again—she wouldn’t rest until she had a concrete answer.

Alright, let’s not think about these for now. It’s better to return to the reality of her own life.

Big sister, I’m here.