PFC Chapter 177 Autism
Chapter 177 Autism
"Shen Qingyao, one day you will regret the choice you made today!"
The extremely cold voice of the God of Bliss poured straight into Shen Qingyao's ears like a cold current.
Shen Qingyao couldn't help but frown slightly, because she could hear a clear hint of gritted teeth in the voice.
At this moment, the God of Bliss must have been filled with incomprehension and resentment. He probably couldn't understand why this seemingly weak woman could resist such a beautiful and alluring temptation.
Moreover, when faced with death, she appeared so calm and fearless, showing neither the slightest fear nor any sense of apprehension.
However, in the face of the God of Bliss's threat, Shen Qingyao merely gave a cold sneer.
Her beautiful yet chilling eyes languidly gazed at the God of Bliss, as if she were looking at a ridiculous clown performing energetically on stage.
Immediately afterwards, Shen Qingyao retorted without any politeness:
"Me? Regret? Hmph, what a joke! Regret my ass! Are you out of your mind? Or is your brain filled with shit? If it were you, an ordinary human being, and suddenly an incredibly evil god wanted to possess your body, would you willingly hand it over?"
Shen Qingyao's sharp words were like a sword, piercing straight into the heart of the God of Bliss.
As a result, the originally aggressive God of Bliss was instantly rendered speechless, unable to utter a single word in rebuttal.
Just then, Shen Qingyao suddenly felt as if she saw a fleeting, almost imperceptible, awkward expression flash across the face of the God of Bliss.
She was startled and wondered if she was seeing things. She instinctively rubbed her eyes to confirm whether what she had just seen was real.
Shen Qingyao: It seems I'm seeing things. How could a statue of a god possibly have an expression?
The God of Bliss remained silent for a long time, as if time had frozen, and the surrounding air became heavy.
Finally, as if after much deliberation, he spoke without any confidence:
"If I were a mere mortal, and a supreme and all-powerful god descended to earth and offered me an enticing deal—that if I offered him my body, I would gain eternal life and endless happiness and joy—then I... I would certainly agree without hesitation!"
The God of Bliss paused, seemingly wanting to be more convincing, before speaking again.
"Therefore, Shen Qingyao, you will regret your resolute rejection of me one day. When that day comes, even if you kneel down and beg me with tears streaming down your face, I will probably not pay you any attention!"
Upon hearing this, Shen Qingyao was almost bursting into laughter at the God of Bliss's utterly ridiculous words.
How could he possibly have the audacity to utter such crude and stilted language?
Could it be that he truly sees himself as a simple-minded, ignorant fool?
Thinking of this, Shen Qingyao's previously relaxed expression suddenly darkened, as if covered by frost.
She clenched her teeth, her eyes flashing with anger, and glared coldly at the God of Bliss, saying each word clearly:
"A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated! How dare you so recklessly mock me? Do you really think I'm a fool who can be manipulated at will? Let me tell you, if you dare to treat me like an idiot again, believe me, I'll immediately destroy myself, taking you, this so-called god of bliss, with me to ashes and vanish into the world!"
Suddenly, Shen Qing's expression changed drastically, as dark as the sky before a storm.
Seeing this, the God of Bliss was secretly delighted, thinking that his words had successfully touched Shen Qingyao's heartstrings.
However, to his utter surprise, the words that came out of Shen Qingyao's mouth were like a bucket of ice water, instantly extinguishing the flame of hope that had just been ignited in him, and causing his originally excited emotions to plummet into a bottomless abyss of ice.
"You...! You...! You're an utterly ill-mannered shrew, a reckless brute who doesn't know his own limits!"
The God of Bliss roared in a fit of rage, his voice deafening, as if it were about to pierce the clouds.
At this moment, his eyes were wide open, burning with rage, and the muscles on his face trembled incessantly with anger.
His statue looked like an enraged beast, eager to rush forward and tear Shen Qingyao to pieces.
Faced with the fierce accusation from the God of Bliss, Shen Qingyao calmly raised an eyebrow, a hint of cunning flashing in her beautiful eyes.
Clearly, she knew very well that what she had just said had precisely hit the spot that the God of Bliss feared most.
He feared she would destroy herself and drag him down with her to vanish into nothingness.
At this moment, seeing the God of Bliss's furious yet helpless expression, Shen Qingyao couldn't help but feel a surge of indescribable joy.
It seems that even the most powerful gods, when faced with a life-or-death threat, can become just as timid and cowardly as ordinary humans!
Thinking of this, Shen Qingyao's smile grew even brighter, and her contemptuous gaze was like a sharp dagger, piercing straight at the God of Bliss.
"Say it again! If you dare utter another word, believe me, I'll drag you and me to dust right now!"
Shen Qingyao's face suddenly darkened, and her eyes widened, like two gems burning with raging flames.
Her tone was cold and sharp, the warning it carried was self-evident.
Although the God of Bliss was furious at Shen Qingyao's arrogant attitude, he still managed to suppress his anger.
After all, he really didn't dare to gamble on whether Shen Qingyao would really keep her word. If she really chose to perish together with him, then all his efforts would be in vain.
So, despite the burning anger in his heart, the God of Bliss ultimately chose to remain silent and not utter another sound.
Seeing that the God of Bliss had finally calmed down, Shen Qingyao nodded in satisfaction.
She slightly raised her chin, a victorious smile playing on her lips, a smile full of mockery and disdain for the God of Bliss.
At this moment, in this thrilling standoff, Shen Qingyao has clearly emerged as the ultimate winner.
A god? Hmph! So what if it's a god? It's nothing more than a statue exuding an evil aura!
In front of Shen Qingyao, this so-called god still had to act like an obedient grandson, listening to her every word.
Now that it's inside her sea of consciousness, even a majestic dragon would have to obediently curl up and stay here.
Even the fiercest tiger can only obediently lie on the ground and submit.
At this moment, Shen Qingyao felt completely relaxed and refreshed, and the joy in her heart was indescribable.
However, in stark contrast to her was the goddess of bliss.
This god, who was usually high and mighty and arrogant, was now so angry that he was almost driven to madness, and even to the point of almost isolating himself.
Finally, unable to tolerate Shen Qingyao's arrogance any longer, he simply turned around, turning the statue away from her to express his anger and disdain.
At the same time, far away in the hospital, Si Jingnian was anxiously watching over Shen Qingyao, who was still unconscious.
He dared not leave her side for even a moment, for fear that the slightest carelessness would cause him to miss the moment she awoke.
His handsome face was now filled with worry and anxiety, and his eyes were fixed on the motionless figure on the hospital bed, as if he wanted to wake her up with his gaze.
Upon receiving the news, Meng Shuqin rushed to the hospital.
Upon seeing Shen Qingyao lying on the hospital bed, her heart clenched, and her face was filled with worry and heartache.
Especially when she saw her beloved son looking so haggard, Meng Shuqin's eyes revealed endless tenderness.
Just now, she learned the whole story from Si Jingnian.
Shen Qingyao now fully understands why she insisted on divorcing Si Jingnian and resolutely left the Young Marshal's Mansion.
Knowing all this, Meng Shuqin's mood became even heavier, and she felt even more sorry for Shen Qingyao.
Meng Shuqin was both moved and heartbroken by Shen Qingyao's actions. The thought that Shen Qingyao chose to leave to avoid bringing them danger made her eyes well up with tears.