A Serial Killer

Lei Zhao turned to look at Yan Mei and a smile emerged on his face when he saw her parted lips as she dozed off, leaning her head against the window. His eyes stayed on her face a second longer before he turned to focus on driving. She had received a call from her grandfather this morning, asking them to visit him, and they were now on their way.

He really couldn't believe she did that to him yesterday. She took him to the sky and just as she was about to show him the stars; she dropped him ruthlessly into hell.

He still remembered the cold shower he took last night, he even had to jerk himself off. How embarrassing! 'This woman is ruthless'. Lei Zhao thought.

He turned to look at her sleeping peacefully and shook his head helplessly.

"What will I do with you?" Lei Zhao whispered faintly in the quiet car.

"MOM!!" Yan Mei shouted, causing Lei Zhao to turn to look at her. He hurriedly parked the car on the side of the road and turned to look at Yan Mei, he was shocked when he found her sitting upright and panting hard. Beads of sweats were dotting on her forehead and her hands trembled as she looked out the windshield, breathing heavily.

"Wifey, are you okay?" Lei Zhao asked worriedly. Yan Mei turned to look at him when she heard him but she just stared at him blankly, panting. Lei Zhao used his handkerchief to wipe the sweats on her forehead, and his warm lips landed on the warm surface of Yan Mei's forehead as he pressed a soft kiss on her skin. He tucked a strand of hair behind her ears.

"Sss….breath in...out.." Lei Zhao mumbled as he cupped her face in his hands. Yan Mei followed his instructions until her breathing relaxed and her eyes met his, filled with concern.

"Lei Zhao…" Yan Mei whispered, her voice filled with panic and fear.

"I.." She trailed off, realizing they were still in the car.

"It's okay, don't talk about it if you don't want to. It's just a dream. I'm here. Nothing bad will happen to you." Yan Mei looked at down at her fingers that were still trembling and nodded.

"Here." Lei Zhao said, holding a bottle of water in front of her.

"Thank you." Yan Mei looked at him gratefully and took the water from him. She gulped down the water and looked out the window.

"We haven't reached yet?" she asked.

"We are almost there, should we wait a few minutes for you to calm down?" Lei Zhao asked with a look of concern on his face.

Yan Mei shook her head, "No, I'm okay. Grandpa is waiting for us, let's go."

"Okay." Lei Zhao smiled warmly at her as he started the car. Yan Mei looked out the window and tried to calm her heart that was still racing as the flashbacks of her nightmare came before her eyes. Taking a deep breath, she tried to shake off those thoughts away.

Meanwhile, Lei Zhao kept glancing at her to make sure she was okay. He was curious and was dying to know what his wife has gone through to make her get these nightmares. He knew psychological shadows caused nightmares. Lei Zhao didn't want to pressure her. He will wait until she was ready to tell him.

"So you're close with your grandpa?" Lei Zhao asked in attempts to pull Yan Mei from whatever trance she was in.

"Y-yeah. We are close. He is the only one who believed in me when I came back to the Yan family. They thought I was a con-artist." Yan Mei snorted.

"Are you not?" Lei Zhao smirked at her before regaining his focus on the road.

"Yeah right! I'm the greatest con-artist to exist, to even fake a DNA result and make my appearance looked exactly like the lost young miss of the Yan family." Yan Mei teased.

"You know I have just recorded what you said, I will send it Grandpa Yan when we meet him." Lei Zhao said, grinning.

"You know, the dead know no secrets." Yan Mei said coldly with an evil smirk on her face. Lei Zhao turned to look at her when he heard her.

"Oh really? So, you will kill me since I know your secrets?" Lei Zhao laughed as he said.

"Yes." Yan Mei answered bleakly.

"You're kidding, right?"

Yan Mei shook her head.

"I'm a serial killer, and I needed a cover-up so I pretended to be the daughter of Yan Yu." Yan Mei whispered low in the car as if she was sharing her secret with him. Lei Zhao opened his mouth in surprise and it distorted his expression.

A heavy silence filled the car. Lei Zhao didn't know whether or not she was joking. Her deadpan expression didn't give away anything. He had been curious about the background of his wife, but a serial killer? That was unexpected!

Looking at the flicker of emotions on his face, Yan Mei suddenly spoke. "You're so silly."

Lei Zhao heard the smile in her voice and knew his wife had played again with him. He didn't know whether he should laugh or cry.

"Wifey, you know I will get back at you for everything, right? Especially for what you did last night." Lei Zhao said with a chuckle.

"What happened last night?" Yan Mei asked, feigning innocent.

"You….." Lei Zhao trailed off and sighed. "Why did you stop? I was so close. Do you know the health implications associated with what you did?"

"I told you, you broke the rules." Yan Mei said nonchalantly.

"What rules?" Lei Zhao narrowed his eyes, trying to remember the said rules he had broken.

"I told you no touching unless I say so, but you touched me."

"When did….." Lei Zhao stopped talking when he suddenly remembered that he had held her head while she was sucking him.

"Why do I feel you planned this, it wasn't about me breaking the rules? You wanted to get back at me because I called you scaredy-cat and because of me teasing you all this while." Lei Zhao turned to look at her as he said.

"See, it's not that hard being smart." Yan Mei said with an amused look on her face.

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