Reborn: The Return of the Villainous Mr. Liu

Chapter 930: Voices

Jin quickly stuffed Shui's art books inside and got up on his feet. He saw her coming through the glass door and swiftly headed back to his seat. Alix arched her brow with interest.

"What was so disconcerting in that book?"

Jin stared at her. "Nothing."

"Oh, were you snooping into Shui's personal art?"

His stare turned into a glare. "I wasn't snooping! And don't you babble this unnecessarily to her!"

She sneered.

Shui huffed as she stepped in and said, "We need to talk."

Jin blinked at her. There was no context or background, just a deep sense of urgency.

"Oh my. Do you have psychic powers?" Alix asked with surprise.

Shui frowned. "What are you talking about? And I see your drawing board empty."

She smiled. "Don't worry. I just got the perfect inspiration of Liu Jin getting beaten up in the near future. Very near future actually."

Jin's brows twitched.

Shui placed her hands on her waist. "Focus on your life, memories and feelings, not Jin."

"But I just proposed to marry him."

Shui almost puked blood. Jin's frustration was now through the roof. She looked at Jin. "Huh?"

"It's not like that! She is just fooling around!"

Alix smirked as she leaned back on her chair. "Why did you find it so shocking, Shui? Did my proposal erupt some unspeakable feelings in your heart? Perhaps it starts from J?"

Shui narrowed her eyes and smiled with a hint of alarm in it. "If I don't see a proper expression of your art by the time I come back, you will suffer."

Alix frowned. "You two are not fun at all. Where is the thrill? Where is the drama? The passion? That's why you are made for each other."

Jin's face blackened.

Shui ignored her and urged Jin to step outside with her.

"Ooo private talk after the private night in a private room~"

"Get to your drawing before I turn you into a piece of art myself," Shui barked.

Alix raised her brow and scoffed. She saw Jin leave much to his relief, probably not wanting to stay in her company anymore.

She looked at her empty drawing page and made a face. She didn't need any art therapy. She knew about that. She didn't care about the gap in her memories either or how the previous Alix was different. But she had to give something to the fire breathing therapist she had lest she would hang her upside down.

Alix casually held the pencil in her hand and started shaping random objects from some of the little unbroken memory she still had. She arched her brow.

I am still curious though, she tilted her head thoughtfully.

"She rejected Kang Yuze," Alix murmured to herself. "Yet she still got into a relationship with him later. Though I don't remember why they broke up."

Alix drew two shady figures near a tree. They faced each other. Even though it lacked any further expression, Alix still felt a trace of tension seep through her, knitting her brows ever so slightly.

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Alix suddenly turned her head in a rapid motion from left to right.

"Who is that?"

A janitor passing by Shui's office stopped by and asked, "Any problem, Mam?"

"Who was that?"

"Who?"

"The one who was talking just now."

The janitor was confused. "You are the only one in the office, Mam."

Alix frowned. "That's not possible. I was hearing some murmurs and voices."

He scratched his chin. "There is…nobody here to talk to though. Maybe you were talking to yourself and you didn't realize it? It happens with me a lot," he nodded.

The corner of her lips twitched.

I think I can differentiate between myself and somebody else murmuring…

She shrugged. "Whatever."

She looked down at her paper and smirked victoriously. "Assignment complete. Now she won't breathe fire down my throat anymore."

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"What's wrong?" Jin asked with concern as it was quite clear that Shui's mood was not far from jolly.

The frustration in her eyes was quite palpable. "You won't believe who I saw."

"Who?"

"Hou Lin."

Jin's eyes slowly stretched wide. "Hou Lin…"

"Yup, the one and only Hou Lin who colluded with Zhan Yahui to destroy the Liu family. He is released from jail! I…I just saw him in an old store where he was carrying some boxes in!"

The shock in his black irises soon turned into pure rage. His fingers curled into a fist, threatening to break apart anything that would come in his way.

"How dare he? He should be rotting in jail for all the misery he put us through! How the hell did he get released?"

Shui shook her head. "I don't have any idea. But this is bad news."

"It's worse."

On top of Hou Lin being out of jail, he was setting up something that was so close to where Shui worked.

What the hell is he planning?

His iciness trickled in the atmosphere. There was no way he was going to let Hou Lin harm anybody this time.

"Where is he? We need to talk."

"No, no," Shui grabbed his hand and stopped him. "He won't answer anything. I tried it myself."

Jin was flabbergasted. "You…you shouldn't have approached him! What if he tried to hurt you?"

"I didn't think he would do that, not when he is out of jail. One mistake and he could land there back again. I questioned him but he didn't answer me. You wouldn't get any different result either."

He shook his head, an unsaid fury claiming his heart.

"He doesn't deserve this freedom…" he spoke through gritted teeth. "After all that he did…"

It was a great lament for Jin that Hou Lin couldn't be tried for the crimes of his past life. If those horrors were counted, then he deserved a death sentence. A far worse punishment. But rebirth was a fantasy concept which would never be accepted in the court of law.

He angrily laughed. "No way I am letting that bastard live his life as if nothing happened. Freedom? Not a chance. The only place where he belongs is the jail and I will make sure he returns to his home before the day ends!"