After Escaping My Paranoid Wife's Control - Chapter 5

Ji Mingsui sneered three consecutive times, “Ha.”

“Ha.”

“Ha.”

“I don’t care,” Song Yu said with a wooden face. “I just want to leave you.”

Hearing this, Ji Mingsui first repeated a mantra three times in her heart…“She’s the ancestor you chose yourself; even on your knees, you have to spoil her for a lifetime.”

Only then did she lower her volume, coaxing her in a soft, gentle voice, “Wife, your heart isn’t good. Please don’t get angry.”

Song Yu indeed had a bad heart.

But it was only a minor ailment.

Over the past eleven years, she had only suffered two attacks. The first was when she had just started her business and fainted from working too much overtime. The second was last year, when she played a video game so badly that she was cursed at by her teammates until her heart rate became erratic.

Yet Ji Mingsui always used this bad heart of hers to manipulate her. Not only did she forbid her from working, but she also restricted her freedom and wouldn’t allow her to go to crowded, lively places.

And it wasn’t just a case of Song Yu being paranoid or misunderstanding Ji Mingsui’s good intentions.

Because she had interrogated Ji Mingsui before.

Once, taking advantage of the fact that Ji Mingsui was drunk, she specifically asked her, “The day you found out my heart had a problem, did you secretly rejoice all night?”

“Because you finally found a legitimate excuse to stop me from going out to work.”

Ji Mingsui’s eyes had been blurry with alcohol. “No.”

“I didn’t secretly rejoice all night.”

She didn’t believe her. “Really?”

“Really.” Ji Mingsui held her tightly. “Wife, I really didn’t secretly rejoice all night.”

“I only secretly rejoiced for half the night.”

“So it wasn’t the whole night.”

Ji Mingsui had smiled slyly. “It was half the night.”

Thinking back to this, Song Yu tapped the steering wheel with her finger in regret.

It was a pity that she lacked experience back then and forgot to record Ji Mingsui’s confession. As a result, when Ji Mingsui woke up the next morning and completely sobered devious, she directly retracted her statement, refusing to acknowledge ever secretly rejoicing for half the night.

Seeing that Song Yu remained silent, Ji Mingsui could only continue to coax her, “Your favorite handbag brand has released another limited edition.”

“I’ll buy it for you right now.”

“Alright?”

“Ji Mingsui, I don’t want a bag,” Song Yu said. “I want freedom.”

“I only want freedom.”

She shouted out, “Freedom!”

Ji Mingsui’s expression grew serious. “Song Yu, I can give you anything except freedom.”

Her tone was earnest. “Including my life.”

“What do I want your life for?” Song Yu said helplessly. “I’m not a serial killer.”

“I have no interest in your life.”

Ji Mingsui paused for a moment. “Really?”

She blinked her eyes and teased in a soft voice, “Then why is it that every time we are in bed, you always say you want to kill me?”

“Ji Mingsui!” Song Yu grit her teeth and scolded, “Can you please show some decency?”

Ji Mingsui shook her head. “No.”

She said matter-of-factly, “You are my wife. Why should I care about decency in front of you?”

“I don’t want decency.”

“Having you is enough for me.”

These few words from Ji Mingsui successfully defused Song Yu’s anger once again.

Ji Mingsui took the opportunity to soothe her, “Wife, stop throwing a tantrum.”

“Your heart isn’t well, and you’re out there all by yourself without a family doctor following you. I really can’t feel at ease.”

She asked Song Yu softly, “Do you need me to come pick you up?”

Song Yu didn’t speak.

Ji Mingsui had no choice but to keep coaxing, “What exactly did I do wrong? Can you give me a straight answer?”

“I’ll change.”

“I’ll change it immediately.”

Song Yu still didn’t speak.

Ji Mingsui frowned slightly.

Song Yu had been out of her control for half an hour now. Half an hour was her absolute limit of endurance. If Song Yu still refused to come home now, she would definitely go crazy.

Thus, she began to count down, “Three, two…”

Hearing the countdown, the tip of Song Yu’s ear twitched.

Before Ji Mingsui could utter “one,” Song Yu hastily threw out a question to interrogate her, “What is going on with that Xu You who keeps messaging you and even wants to gift you a winery?”

In the past, Ji Mingsui would never accept gifts from anyone other than her. Yet last week, Ji Mingsui actually accepted the winery gifted by Xu You.

Ji Mingsui was stunned for a moment. Then, dawn broke over her.

So this was what Song Yu had been throwing a tantrum over these past few days.

She curled her lips into a smile and asked, “Did you check my phone?”

Song Yu shook her head in denial. “I didn’t.”

“I just…”

She said loudly, “I just saw it by accident!”

Ji Mingsui smiled faintly. “Fine, fine, fine.”

“I believe you.”

“You didn’t check my phone on purpose; you saw it by accident.”

Ji Mingsui did not expose Song Yu’s lie. According to past experience, if she exposed her, Song Yu would turn a false shame into rage and throw an even bigger tantrum.

Ji Mingsui explained to Song Yu, “You love to drink, so I’ve always wanted to gift a winery to you. But the best wineries in this city are all privately owned.”

Song Yu pursed her lips.

“I went through many people before I finally got to know the owner of one of those wineries. I wanted to buy it from her to give to you,” Ji Mingsui explained patiently. “But that owner, who is Xu You, only wanted to exchange that winery for some entertainment industry resources to boost her newly acquired girlfriend.”

“That’s why Xu You gave the winery to me.”

Song Yu asked, “Really?”

Ji Mingsui replied, “You can question everything about me, but you can never question my love for you.”

She joked, “After all, after getting you by deliberate design, I have spent a lot of effort controlling you for eleven years.”

Song Yu curled her lip and commented with a dark face, “Not funny.”

“Alright then,” Ji Mingsui said to Song Yu. “Wife, hurry up and come home.”

“The lingerie you put in the shopping cart I’ve already bought it.”

She teased in a low voice, “I’ll wear it for you as soon as you get home, alright?”

Song Yu asked with a stiff face, “The maid outfit?”

Ji Mingsui answered, “And the food delivery rider one.”

After answering, Ji Mingsui secretly curled her lip.

Song Yu’s fetishes had become increasingly bizarre over the past two years. But it was normal. She had been with Song Yu for eleven years, so basic styles of lingerie like “maid” or “catgirl” had long grown stale to Song Yu. Therefore, the lingerie outfits Song Yu added to the shopping cart over the past two years were all slightly bizarre styles like “housekeeper” or “food delivery rider.”

But it didn’t matter.

She loved Song Yu. She loved her enough to accommodate all of her bizarre preferences.

Ji Mingsui asked Song Yu, “Wife, how long until you get home?”

Song Yu replied, “About an hour or so.”

“I’ll be home in about an hour too.” Ji Mingsui said to Song Yu, “See you in an hour.”

“Wife.”

Song Yu responded with a stiff, “Mm.”

After ending the call, Song Yu leaned heavily back against the seat.

It really wasn’t that she wasn’t actively trying to escape. It was simply that she truly had nowhere to run.

Over the past few years, Ji Mingsui had been carrying out a global business layout, opening branch companies in every major city across the world. She had even cooperated with foreign tech companies to research some sort of cosmic spacecraft, claiming they would develop space tourism projects in the future, making it sound just like a sci-fi movie.

Worse yet, Ji Mingsui was a business genius; whatever she set her hand to succeeded. In the future, every corner of the globe would fall under Ji Mingsui’s sphere of influence, and even outer space would be surnamed Ji. Where else could she possibly escape to?

Song Yu sighed and decided to accept her fate.

Forget it.

In this lifetime, she would just make do and live out her days with Ji Mingsui. If there was a next life, she must live freely and never again entangle herself with a lingering lunatic like Ji Mingsui.

Right at that moment, the traffic jam cleared up, and the stream of vehicles began to move slowly.

“Going home.” Song Yu stepped on the gas pedal.

As she made a U-turn and drove in the direction of home, the thought of the “housekeeper” and “food delivery rider” outfits Ji Mingsui mentioned crossed her mind. Although her face remained stiff, she couldn’t help but start humming a cheerful song, “Today is a good day…”

Once she got off the Second Ring Road, the traffic cleared completely.

Song Yu sped all the way, rushing home.

A light rain began to fall from the sky. A few minutes later, the rain grew heavy, and dense raindrops smashed against the windshield, blurring Song Yu’s vision.

Song Yu was surprised. “Didn’t the weather forecast say there would be no rain tonight?”

“Why did it suddenly rain so hard?”

Just then, Song Yu’s phone vibrated.

[Ji Mingsui: Wife, it’s raining. Drive slowly.]

[Song Yu: Mind your own business.]

“Today is a good day…” After replying to Ji Mingsui, Song Yu hummed a song and stepped on the brake pedal, intending to slow the car down.

But the car did not slow down.

A wave of panic hit Song Yu’s heart. She stepped hard on the brake again, but the speed of the car still didn’t drop.

Brake failure?

That shouldn’t be possible. The staff at the vehicle management department inspected and maintained her car twice a month. Reasonably speaking, her car should never experience such a severe malfunction as brake failure.

But right now, the brakes were completely dead.

Song Yu stabilized her mind. She turned on her hazard lights and began to press down hard on the horn.

Fortunately, there were no pedestrians on the mountain road in the middle of the night. Unfortunately, she was currently driving downhill and could not use friction and resistance to decelerate.

Song Yu quickly scanned her surroundings through the car window, trying to find a suitable area to cushion the impact or bring the car to a halt. A green belt or a sandpile would be best.

But the rain was pouring too heavily, blurring her vision.

Song Yu took a deep breath. Tonight, she had truly experienced far too many goddamn “buts.”

Right at that moment, a pedestrian suddenly appeared on the previously deserted highway. The pedestrian was crossing the crosswalk.

It was a red light at the moment.

The situation was critical. Without time to think, Song Yu steered into a sharp left turn.

The car crashed off the highway and plummeted into the woods on the roadside, slamming into a massive tree at high speed.

At the moment of impact, Song Yu heard the sound of metal tearing apart and glass shattering violently.

A sharp, piercing pain erupted in her chest.

Song Yu slowly lowered her head and saw a massive shard of broken glass impaled straight into her chest.

Due to excessive blood loss, her consciousness began to fade. She knew she was going to die.

Song Yu’s hand groped around with great difficulty. During the crash, her phone had been flung onto the passenger seat.

After managing to grab the phone, Song Yu tremblingly dialed Ji Mingsui’s number.

The call was connected instantly.

Song Yu suddenly felt a wave of sadness. Because she realized that during the eleven years she had been with Ji Mingsui, every single time she called her, Ji Mingsui would answer within a split second.

Ji Mingsui asked in a gentle voice, “Wife, where are you now?”

Song Yu was too weak to speak. She gasped for air in immense agony.

Detecting that something was wrong, Ji Mingsui raised her volume and asked anxiously, “Song Yu, what’s wrong with you?”

Song Yu forced herself to muster up her remaining strength.

She had one final sentence she wanted to say to Ji Mingsui. Even she herself hadn’t expected that on the brink of death, the words she most wanted to say to Ji Mingsui would actually be…

“Ji Mingsui, I…”

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