Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum

Chapter 240: The eighteenth bowl of soup (2)

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In the end is waiting for a newcomer... No, a new ghost.

Qing Huan stirred the soup that was gradually heating up, and then looked at the female ghost who hadn't said a word since she walked in front of her, wondering what she was up to, "I've been standing for so long, you are not tired, I can tired."

The female ghost looked at her when she heard the words, and the corners of Qing Huan's mouth slightly raised: "Is there something on your mind that you can't let go of? Now that you're all dead, what's the point of sticking to the past."

"They all look down on me." The female ghost said suddenly.

Qing Huan put down the spoon and nodded to the chair: "Please sit down."

The female ghost slowly moved over and sat down silently. When Qing Huan came out from the Li Wangtai, she saw her gradually approaching from a distance, step by step, lost in her soul, and she didn't know what wronged her before she was alive. "Who looks down on you?"

"I married a very perfect husband." The female ghost looked at Qing Huan, with a slight sense of loss in her eyes, perhaps she didn't even understand where this loss came from. "He is handsome, rich, and loved. Men want to curry favor with him, and women want to capture him, but he chose me to be his wife."

"What's so good about me? My parents are both dead, and my relatives are all a bunch of vampires. I'm just a small employee in his group, but he fell in love with me and married me. But..." the female ghost lowered her head. "I have low self-esteem and timidity. His parents don't like me, his friends don't like me, and even the staff around him think that I can climb up to him, which is a blessing I have cultivated in several lifetimes."

"Did he treat you badly?" Qing Huan asked.

"We don't talk very much. In terms of material life, he is a very qualified husband. The housekeeper and servants will take care of me very considerately, even to the point of unbelievable perfection. But I am like him. The canary in the cage, no, no, no, it’s a sparrow. I’m not that precious. He hardly communicates with me, and I...every time I see his face, I dare not talk to him. I can bear it. Everyone thinks that I should be happy and grateful when he sees me, but I don’t like him. He is so far away from me, standing in the clouds, he never even touched me, we got married I still slept in separate rooms for two years. I didn’t even believe him when he said he liked me.”

"Such a high-ranking person is too far away for me, too unimaginable. I just want to marry an honest man, get married and have children, and have my own home. But with him, I can't go to work , because my work is looked down upon by others, everyone envies me, and I don’t even have friends. He always has something to do, and I become a display. Many women with good backgrounds hope that I can take the initiative to abdicate. Even the people around him thought I wasn't good enough for him."

"But from the beginning to the end, he didn't even ask me if I would like it. He just took a fancy to it and decided, and then I seemed to become a decoration in his study, and he put it in that house I can't go anywhere."

The disappointment in the female ghost's eyes was even worse: "If he hadn't appeared, I would have been with my college classmate whom I reunited with after a long time. He is a very good man, although he is not as powerful as my husband, but he is sincere and upright. I like him. And my husband... he is like a god to me, I just want to escape from him, I don't want to get a little bit of his glory."

"Then what do you want?"

"I don't know." The female ghost looked at Qing Huan helplessly. "I died in a car accident. That person must have done it on purpose. I seem to have seen him somewhere, but I can't remember..."

Qing Huan smiled, "Although your body is dead, your lifespan is not over yet."

"ah?!"

Looking at the shocked face of the female ghost, Qing Huan smiled slightly, turned to the birth and death book from nowhere, and found the page with the female ghost's name, on which was written: Xie Yiyi, deserves eighty-five years of life. "You are twenty-five now, and you have sixty years to live."

"Then, what should I do then?!" Xie Yiyi jumped up suddenly, neither lost nor sad, circling around like a headless chicken. "But, but my body is gone!" She saw it when she was dazed, and it was all broken into a puddle of flesh!

"It's okay, I'll have someone send you back, um... I'll send you back when you first joined the group. Are you okay? But in order to prevent you from tampering with what happened in those two years, I want to erase your memory , allowing you to completely return to two years ago."

"But, if this is the case, what will I do if I meet him again? Do you want me to marry him again?" Xie Yiyi's face turned pale with fright!

That funny look made Qing Huan smile: "According to the rules, when you come here, I will fulfill your wish for you. After that, your lifespan is over, and even if you still have a wish, there is no chance of fulfilling it. Your twenty In five years, what is your biggest wish?"

"Before I met Chen Leng, I wanted to have a family. After I met Chen Leng, I wanted to stop being looked down upon by others." Xie Yiyi murmured. "I don't steal or rob, I support myself, live a simple and happy life, why do they look down on me? I am not as rich as them, and I am not as good-looking as them, but I am content and satisfied. I have a clear conscience. Why should they look down on me? Look down on me?! I will never forget the way Chen Leng's mother looked at me, as if I were an ant clinging to their house!"

"I see." Qing Huan smiled and tapped Xie Yiyi's forehead lightly. Xie Bian emerged from the bridge and caught Xie Yiyi's ghost. Qing Huan nodded to him: "Send it back."

"yes."

When there was no one on the bridge, Qing Huan turned to look at the pot of soup. It's so strange, Xie Yiyi's life is not over yet, the soul-inducing bell has not rang, and the soul-calling flag has not moved, so who is this pot of soup boiled for? The water is shallow and clear, but it is only warm, and has not raised the heat. It may take a long time before it boils.

With a flash of red light, Mo Ze jumped out. He followed Qing Huan's gaze and looked at Tang Shui curiously, then raised his big eyes in confusion: "Master, what's going on? Didn't the ghost just die? ?”

"Yes." Qing Huan also found it interesting. "That's interesting. You stay here and help me watch the pot of soup. I'll be back soon."

When Moze heard this, his face collapsed: "Will the master not take me there?"

"Hey, you're not suitable to go this time."

"Why?"

"Why are there so many here? What do you feed and what do you eat?" Qing Huan poked his chubby cheek, bent down and gently touched a gorgeous flower: "Remember that besides soup, you also need Watch the flowers for me."

"Why—oh."

The little guy seemed very unhappy, smiled happily, and gave a promise: "I will take you next time, I promise."

"Okay then, let's go, master." Mo Ze sat down on his buttocks, and said pitifully.

Qing Huan smiled, and gently threw the petal in her hand towards the Wangchuan River.

When Xie Yiyi woke up early in the morning, she realized that she was about to be late!

This is her first day at work in L Group! She managed to fight her way out and finally found a job. She must not be late! If you leave a bad impression on your boss on the first day, you will be screwed! With a piece of toast in her mouth, she ran towards the exit after getting off the subway. People along the way were all looking at her who was crazy. Some people didn't pay attention and when they looked up, they felt a gust of evil wind blowing, and then something seemed to brush past them, but when they looked carefully, there was nothing.

Xie Yiyi has been a good sprinter since she was a child, and she is the first in every sports meet in the 100-meter race. Afraid of being late today, she showed her full potential. She has been out of work for several months. The fat boss of the company tried to rule her out. After being scolded and kicked by her, she was rudely fired. Well, if she loses this new job again, she will really be in trouble!

Seeing that victory is imminent, as long as you turn a corner, you will be there immediately, Xie Yiyi clenched her fists and rushed - "Ah!!!!"

She let out a miserable scream, her whole body was dizzy and staring at her eyes. But Xie Yiyi is strong and strong, she shook her head and hurried to look at the unlucky person she hit, and apologized hastily: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault for running too fast, are you okay? Come on, come on, I Help you up." I was still a little sad in my heart, I was like an iron wall, but someone fell to the ground, alas, she also wanted to be Lin Daiyu.

In the end, this support was incredible, and this girl was too good-looking!

Xie Yiyi almost drooled, Qing Huan looked at her cute appearance, and really couldn't connect the lost girl on the Naihe Bridge with her, so she said to her: "Why don't you hurry up, it's already eight It's fifty-five."

"Ah... I'm sorry, I'm Xie Yiyi, I, I..." Xie Yiyi hurriedly took out a pen and paper from her bag, "I'll write you a number, and if you feel uncomfortable, you must contact me!"

"No need." Qing Huan gently pushed her hand away. "I'm on the first floor of the building next to your company. I opened a coffee shop. It just opened today. If you are free, you can come and sit."

Xie Yiyi was very grateful: "Okay, then I'll go first!"

Before Qing Huan could reply, it was blown away like a gust of wind, and Qing Huan was amazed by the sharpness of her legs and feet.

She didn't expect Xie Yiyi's temperament to be so playful. She originally planned to see how Xie Yiyi was doing, and to help her by the way. She thought she was a shy and introverted girl, but she didn't expect to be as energetic as a little firecracker. . With such a personality, it's no wonder that the life of a wealthy family feels oppressive. In fact, who is nobler than the other.

Thinking about it, she looked at herself against the smooth wall, and it was not in vain for her to open a shop on the first floor of the adjacent building. Qing Huan bent down and patted the dust on the skirt, and walked towards her coffee shop.