Strike Back, Proud Goddess!

Translator: Henyee Editor: Henyee

Tang Xi took a deep breath. As long as she used this email box to send an email to the management of Empire Group, she could placate its shareholders and buy time to prepare herself enough to become Tang Xi again and bring those people to justice!

With this thought in mind, Tang Xi began to edit the email, and then clicked send to group.

After sending the email, Tang Xi immediately turned on the all-purpose skill gifted by 008. "008, I need to use hacking skills."

Suddenly, Tang Xi's fingers began to quickly tap on the keyboard automatically as if enchanted and green codes appeared on the screen. Staring at the screen and tapping away with both hands, Tang Xi soon positioned herself on a small island in North America.

After finishing this series of things, she took a deep breath, picked up her earphones, tapped her fingers on the keyboard, and then dialed a phone number. After a long time passed, the other side picked up the phone, and then a hoarse and cold voice rang out. "Qiao Liang…"

The moment Tang Xi heard Qiao Liang's voice, she couldn't utter a single word as if her throat was caught by somebody's hand. He must have known the news of her death.

"Speak!" Although he sounded cold, she could feel the despair in his tone.

Tang Xi opened her mouth wide so that she could breathe unimpeded. She took several breaths to ease her emotions. 'Qiao Liang, don't be sad. I'm still around you.'

"Speak!" Qiao Liang's voice rang out again. He didn't hang up the phone. Normally, he would have done so, but he was still holding onto the phone right now for some reason. "Who is it?"

A sobbing voice came from the other side of the call, and Qiao Liang sat upright in an instant. He took his mobile phone and looked at the caller ID only to find it was an unknown caller. He put the phone to his ear again and lowered his voice, asking, "Who is it?"

Hearing Qiao Liang's careful voice, Tang Xi couldn't help crying out loud. 'Qiao Liang, please don't be sad! Do you know that you sound so desperate? My heart is aching for you!'

"Tang Xi?" Qiao Liang asked in a trembling voice. He couldn't bring himself to believe that the person on the other side of the phone was Tang Xi, but he had a hunch and a sense of surprise coming from his head. Was it really Tang Xi? He stared at his scarred hands and asked, "Is it Tang Xi?"

Tang Xi moved her lips, but she couldn't utter a word. She abruptly hung up the phone and refused to listen to Qiao Liang's voice again. She stared at the computer and kept saying "I'm sorry". She slowly squatted down and leaned against the corner of the desk. Tears kept running down from her eye, and she had to bite her hand, trying not to cry out loud.

'Qiao Liang, I'm sorry. I dare not tell you that I'm still alive. I'm sorry I dare not tell you that your Tang Xi has become another person. I'm sorry, you're right here for me, but I dare not come along and tell you who I am.'

Since the time when she woke up, she had just wanted to adapt herself to the situation. She always thought herself as the strongest person around and that she wouldn't ever cry. But this was the first time that she cried for the death of her former self.

She wondered if he would believe her if he was told something as bizarre as her transmigrating from Tang Xi to Xiao Rou.

So she dared not tell him. She was afraid to hear vicious words of disbelief from Qiao Liang's mouth.

But she didn't want to see Qiao Liang lose the hope to live either.

Thinking of this, Tang Xi stood up, opened the email box again and sent an email to Qiao Liang. She edited it for several times before finally sending it out.

She wrote: 'Qiao Liang, don't be sad'.

After sending the email, she found that she had blocked Qiao Liang five years ago and hadn't removed the blocking. As she clicked on 'Restore to Friend', countless emails suddenly popped out. Reading these emails, Tang Xi sobbed again. 'Qiao Liang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry…'

With one hand over her mouth, she clicked at the emails with the other hand. The more she read of the emails, the harder she cried. It turned out that he had done so many stupid things for her, yet she hadn't known about any of them. Why the h*ll did she block Qiao Liang?!

Why did she so care about her d*mn pride? What was she pretending for! She actually loved him!

But the more she cared about him, the more she feared to hear from him.

She had forced herself not to read about any of his news because she was afraid that once she accidentally saw them, she would humbly beg him to let her stay by his side. She was the heiress of Empire Group, a noble princess, and she couldn't do such a humble thing.

She dared not continue to read the emails. She was afraid that if she kept reading them, she would hate herself more. She hastily closed the email box, curled up in bed, took the pillow over her head and cried out loud.

On the other side, having heard that familiar crying sound, Qiao Liang thought he was dreaming, but even it was a dream, he felt so excited. This was the first time he dreamed about her since her accident. He was going to call back, only to find this call was made via a satellite phone and so he couldn't do so.

He sat on the ground in disappointment and stared at his cell phone. Suddenly, he heard a ding. It was the prompt tone of his personal email box. Only a few people knew this email box and they would only send email to this email box on urgent matters.

Qiao Liang stood up, picked up his laptop, opened it and logged in his email box. When he saw the latest mail, he widened his eyes and stared at the sender. Making sure that his vision was not blurred, he clicked on the email with trembling hands.

From: My Xixi

Email content: Qiao Liang, don't be sad.

Qiao Liang sprang to his feet, grabbed his computer and rushed out, shouting, "Little Five!"

Hearing Qiao Liang's anxious shout, Little Five thought something was wrong. He hurriedly ran upstairs, crying out, "Young Master!"

Qiao Liang handed the computer to Little Five and said seriously, "Read the email to me without missing a word! Including the sender, the content and the sending time!"

Little Five nodded, took the computer and read, "Sender: My Xixi; Email contents: Qiao Liang, don't be sad; Sending time: 8:00 PM, September 10, Year XX."

Qiao Liang clasped his hands together and said word by word, "Check the IP address of this email immediately. I want to know the IP address within the shortest time, hurry up!"

Little Five nodded and quickly ran down with the computer. He couldn't help but think to himself: is My Xixi Miss Tang? I didn't expect Young Master could be so mushy!

Sh*t, that was not the point! The point was that Miss Tang emailed Young Master!

Was Miss Tang still alive?

Had he come across some breaking news?

At this thought, Little Five quickened his pace. If Miss Tang was still alive, then Young Master would be saved!

Qiao Liang returned to his room, quickly changed clothes, bandaged his hands and turned to go downstairs.