Rescue Little White Flower

It is not easy to solve the Shen family's affairs.

It's not that it's not easy to solve, but it's inconvenient to solve.

This matter is not easy to say, and it is not difficult to say it.

Tens of millions of debts are not a small amount no matter who is spread to them. Not to mention Shen Qingwei, even if Zhao Xingyue pays the money, it will be a lot of trouble.

What's more, loan sharks are profitable, and debts are almost skyrocketing.

But this debt has nothing to do with Shen Qingwei in essence.

She did not inherit the inheritance of her parents. As long as she is unwilling to pay it back, no one can impose this debt on her.

But the crux of the problem is that even though there is nowhere to stay at home, Shen Qingwei is still unwilling to abandon her family.

What she is thinking about is the kindness of her parents to her.

Even though she was trembling with fear, she still gritted her teeth and planned to take the debt next, no matter what Zhao Xingyue said, she was unwilling to give up.

For this reason, Zhao Xingyue laughed and said: "You are really a bun, or the kind that is delivered to the door to be bitten."

Shen Qingwei was silent.

She knew what Zhao Xingyue said was for her own good, and she admitted that for a moment, she was also tempted.

But it was only for a moment.

Maybe for Zhao Xingyue, her parents are a drag and a burden, but for her, her parents are people who have been with her for more than 20 years. Maybe they have their own selfishness like every ordinary person, but The love and care they had given her was not fake.

Zhao Xingyue watched her.

She lifted her hand slightly, trying to fall on her shoulders to give her a touch of comfort, but when her fingertips touched the cloth, she quickly retracted it as if being burned.

She is a selfish person.

From all angles.

She knew very well that if she was the one who fell into the situation of Shen Qingwei at this time, she would never make the same choice as her.

She will fall into trouble, she will push the Shen family's parents into desperation, and then take this opportunity to get rid of the shackles of each other.

In the days when he was a civil servant in the prefecture, Zhao Xingyue's true character was rarely revealed.

Day after day, the work is repetitive and boring, but her nature of obedience to me prosperous to death has never changed.

Shen Qingwei's opposition made her feel a little irritated, but soon she laughed softly again.

The hand that she failed to drop fell on Shen Qingwei's head again. Shen Qingwei heard her say in a smiling voice: "Since you are willing to be a bun, then I will try to steam you a little bigger so that people can chew more. ."

Shen Qingwei's eyes lit up.

...

The pay of the idol drama is still as written in the fate that Zhao Xingyue once saw. It was deducted by Jiang Junhao in half. If usual, Zhao Xingyue would be happy to play the hero's rescue of the United States a few more times, but he saw Shen Qingwei with tears in his face. When she had to bear the debts that did not belong to her, a corner of her heart was suddenly pried up.

The evil spirit changed Shen Qingwei's life. At this time, she was sitting and watching the Shen family sinking deeper and deeper. Isn't she trying to help Chen Qingwei alone, save Shen Qingwei alone, but push the fate of the other two people into a deeper astray.

Although their own souls are not pure enough, once their fate is contaminated by evil spirits, they will not be able to recover, but this should never be the reason for her to be a contributing factor.

"Congratulations, Xiao Ayue, you finally realized this."

Fujun's comforting voice suddenly sounded in Zhao Xingyue's ears, and the latter twitched his lips, his expression on his face remained unchanged, but his heart was full of disgust.

"none of your business."

"Tsk tut, it's so rude."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Xingyue frowned and asked directly, ignoring the sudden convulsions of the palace.

She didn't believe in the mansion who hadn't appeared for so many years, and suddenly transmitted a voice to her just to say such a sentence.

On the other end, the man's voice really became serious.

"I'm looking for you this time for the fate. You must have seen it. After you intervened to send Jiang Junhao into the cell and split the Jiang clique, Shen Qingwei's destiny has directly changed to 60%. , And every time her debt is paid off, the degree of change will continue to increase.

Zhao Xingyue is very clear about the tasks she has done, and she doesn't want to listen to the nonsense of Fujun: "So?"

"What I want to say is that Shen Qingwei's original life had three catastrophes, and the appearance of Jiang Junhao disrupted the catastrophe. "To be precise, it is because of the appearance of Jiang Junhao that Shen Qingwei is no longer able to live any more miserable lives. It's worse than the three so-called big catastrophes, so the so-called three life transitions don't make much sense. "However, after you set things right, Shen Qingwei's fate has another big catastrophe."

"You are already in the destiny. I can't tell you what this catastrophe is, but what you have to know is that this catastrophe is not only related to whether your mission can be completed, but also whether Shen Qingwei can survive. Once it fails. , Everything we have done has failed, and souls that have not reached the degree of 100% change cannot be purified."

It's another big catastrophe...

Zhao Xingyue almost wants to offer a glass of wine to Shen Qingwei's troubled life.

Others are inactive and mediocre for a lifetime. Maybe she can't bump into one of the things she has experienced, but she can experience enough in one breath.

Shen Qingwei: "..."Speaking like I really want to.

The ridicule belongs to ridicule. After listening to the Lord's words, Zhao Xingyue quickly put his thoughts into how to help Shen Qingwei through the catastrophe and complete the change of fate.

When the moon was high and the stars were shining, Zhao Xingyue opened the curtains and sat cross-legged in the moonlight, facing the moonlight.

She turned to the sky unintentionally, pinched a strange gesture with both hands, and under her closed eyelids, there were two constantly rolling eyeballs, as if she was looking at something desperately.

Zhao Xingyue is indeed watching.

She is watching the trajectory of Xingyue.

She seldom uses this ability. First, the sky of the underworld is enveloped by a layer of lifelessness. It is really difficult to see the sky and the moon outside through the lifelessness. Second, the activation conditions for this ability are Not harsh-it only takes a night full of stars and moon, but it consumes a lot of body. When she was a civil servant in the underworld, Zhao Xingyue tried it once while staying in the heavenly court. That time, she was whole. The immortal power in his body was almost drained, and he didn't even know how he returned to the underworld.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I heard the mansion's violent mischief.

She had never seen Fujun be so angry--even if he often kept a cold face, Zhao Xingyue knew that he was just to maintain his dignity and authority, but he was definitely not an irritable person.

The loss of all her memories made her feel uneasy, but when she asked the people around her, she only said that after she fell into a coma in the heavens, she was directly taken back to the underworld by the monarch, and nothing happened in the middle.

She believes that she has detected the secret of heaven, but the price of the secret of the secret, not everyone is qualified to pay, and not everyone can afford it.

If it weren't for Shen Qingwei, she wouldn't use this ability rashly.

After all, Shen Qingwei is an independent adult. With the help of Shen Zhao Xingyue, she has gradually become an independent woman in recent years and has accumulated a lot of popularity. It is impossible for her to tie her to her side like a doll, with a pair of eyes staring at her all the time.

If she can figure out when the catastrophe will come, she can just go and solve it at that time.

Zhao Xingyue boasted that he could afford the price of peeping at a mortal's destiny.

Countless hazy pictures flashed in Zhao Xingyue's eyes.

Her eyes were still tightly closed, but an expression of anxiety gradually appeared on her face. The big sweat slipped from the tip of her forehead and nose, dripping on the ground, and soon a pool of water accumulated.

The body was trembling uncontrollably, and the clothes on her back were wet in an instant. Zhao Xingyue opened her eyes and snorted, and a stream of blood slowly leaked from the corner of her mouth.

Her face is very white, not white, but pale white, like a patient who has been seriously ill for a long time, and her cheeks seem to be thin in an instant, as if something sucked the fat hidden inside. .

Zhao Xingyue staggered to the bathroom and saw herself in the mirror—she was ten years old.

The price paid for watching Shen Qingwei's fate was greater than Zhao Xingyue had imagined.

Before experiencing the Heavenly Court Incident, when she was bored, she would take advantage of the annual meeting of the Heavenly Court and Hell Mansion to report on the destiny of some ordinary people. Watching them step by step, she clearly walked to her own destiny like a puppet. The place stipulated, but thought it was the result of my own hard work and struggle.

There has never been a time when the consumption was as great as it is now.

Ten years old, for immortals, it may be timeless for a moment. For ordinary people, especially for people like Zhao Xingyue, who is only forty-nine years old at full life expectancy, nearly one-fifth of his life is not. Small punishment.

More importantly, she only saw one picture after paying so much.

She saw Shen Qingwei standing high on the podium, holding her golden trophy in her hand, with a proud and content smile on her face.

Zhao Xingyue was in a daze for a moment in that picture.

In the past few years, she has tried her best to train Shen Qingwei, just like Lin Tianwang did to her, she smashed countless big productions on Shen Qingwei, with flowers and applause, a little bit of her weakness and low self-esteem, showing Jade hidden in the rough stone.

The aquamarine light bloomed in Zhao Xingyue's eyes, but she never saw Shen Qingwei like that in the picture-holding the trophy high, as if she had the whole world.

The phone lit up abruptly in the dark, lying on the sofa, after a while, Zhao Xingyue, who was relieved from the sudden aging of her body, held her hands and took the phone.

In the picture from the other side of the Internet, there is a real-time box office sales ranking. The movie with the heroine named Shen Qingwei is throwing other competitors high with a superior number.

Zhao Xingyue tapped the keyboard, and it took ten times more effort than before to type the words Congratulations.

Shen Qingwei, who had long been accustomed to her coldness, shrugged her shoulders after seeing these two words, and did not reply again. After condensing the somewhat indifferent expression on her face because of disappointment, she returned to the crowd under the shouts of everyone. Raised the wine glass.

Someone shouted: "To the heroine!"

Many people echoed loudly: "To the heroine!"

Shen Qingwei raised her head, poured a glass of wine into her throat, wiped her mouth, and smiled heartily.

She was no longer the little girl who would be choked to death by a glass of wine and poured on people drunk.

Zhao Xingyue stared at her face, her fingers suddenly stretched out into the void, as if in this way, she could touch the opponent's cheek.

She looked up and fell back on the sofa again, feeling ridiculous as she struggled to reply to the message.