What should I do if Quick Transmigration is downgraded?

Chapter 132 Ruined My "Good Girlfriend" 40
Zhang Ping'en's third stop was the river that Jiang Meijuan pushed Fu Qi down.

He spent all the money in his body, and even sold his favorite game console, which he never left, and finally got together the fare, returned to his hometown, and came to the river.

"Godmother, I think you will definitely die," Zhang Pingen smiled and looked up at the sky, but the tears had their own thoughts and ran out from the corner of his eyes.

He walked to the river step by step and jumped.A few scattered words drifted in the wind.

"I'll wait for you first..."

...

Fu Qiao knew the news of Zhang Jiarui's murder on the second day, so she and Zheng Nanyang found a house in another part of City C to avoid the possibility of meeting Zhang Pingen.

It's just that City C is so big, the news flowed through the mouths of passers-by, and finally reached Fu Che's ears through strange neighbors.

"Has the murderer been found?" Fu Che asked the group of old ladies curiously with surprise on his face.

"It's just that I didn't find it. I heard that someone saw the murderer. It is said that it is his son." The old lady sighed a few times, and shared her opinion with the people around her, "I don't know how his son taught him. , to actually kill Lao Tzu, it’s really helpless.”

"Maybe that old man is irresponsible. I heard that after the man divorced his ex-wife, he ignored his son for more than ten years and left it all to his son's godmother."

"Oh, then his son's godmother is really good, and she has been raising him for so many years..."

Fu Qiao turned and went home, thinking about what one of the old ladies said just now, talking to 1973.

"They only look at people and listen to things on the surface. My godmother is not good at all. I didn't give him anything except money."

1973 weakly added: [You gave Zhang Ping Enai, for him, money is love. ]
"That's right," Fu Che sighed, looking at the cracks in the underground stone slabs, "but this kind of love is cheap and simple."

"I don't know how Zhang Ping'en is doing now. Now that he has no living expenses, he won't last long before going astray, right?"

Zhang Pingen's friends are all gangsters in the society, and they do things that violate the law and discipline. Zhang Pingen has no money to go to them, just like a drop of clear water to go to ink, sooner or later he will be like them.

What's more, Zhang Ping'en is still a drop of unclean water.

Before Fu Che could think about it for long, 1973 began to send her good news: [Congratulations to the executor, the task of destroying Jiang Meijuan's happy life is completed, and the task of destroying Zhang Pingen is completed. ]
[Do you want to submit the task now? ]
"No," Fu Qiao quickly refused to submit the task, and asked 1973, "How was the task completed, and what happened?"

Could it be that Zhang Pingen was caught?But according to the judgment criteria of the task, shouldn't it be concluded that Zhang Pingen was destroyed after Zhang Pingen was formally convicted? How could it be now...

[I don’t know about 1973, but it was completed suddenly. ]
"Okay," Fu Qiao glanced at the direction of his new home, and quickened his pace.

Zheng Nanyang seemed very happy today. Not only did he cook a large table full of dishes, but also placed two bottles of red wine on the table.There is also a joyful smile on the face.

"You're back, you can start dinner." Zheng Nanyang pulled the dining table and chairs away, turned around and walked to the other side, and said to Fu Qi while sitting: "I have a good news and a bad news today, you have to listen first." which one?"

"What a coincidence, I also have a good news and a bad news," Fu Qiao said with a full smile, but it was different from Zheng Nanyang's heartfelt smile. In Fu Qiao's smile, there was a hint of sarcasm and a hint of waiting for a good show. expect.

"I'll hear the good news first."

Zheng Nanyang took a sip of the red wine in the goblet, squinted his eyes contentedly, and then slowly said to Fu Qiao, "I found out about Jiang Meijuan's whereabouts."

"Oh? Where is she?" Fu Qiao became interested. After Jiang Meijuan left, she didn't even go back to her hometown. They invited so many people to look for her, but there was no trace. She didn't expect to come out now.

She happened to have completed the task, so she can show it off in front of her.

"This is bad news." Zheng Nanyang put down his cup, pointed to the ground in great disappointment, and said unfortunately: "She died, it is said that she died ten years ago."

"She left that child at the gate of the orphanage, and committed suicide at the gate of the orphanage. I had someone look in the wrong direction, and I searched for it in those big cities."

Zheng Nanyang did not expect that after Jiang Meijuan left with the child in her arms, she went to an inconspicuous small town next door. If the person he invited this time did not happen to grow up in that small town, they might not be able to find Jiang Meijuan now.

"Ah, I didn't expect her to commit suicide..."

The Jiang Meijuan that Fu Qiao knew was someone who loved fame and fortune above all else. Although she was ordinary, she had an ambition to climb up. She shouldn't be so fragile.

Maybe she didn't understand enough.

"Then what's your good news and bad news?" Zheng Nanyang looked at Fu Qi with interest, "You should also tell the good news first."

"Zhang Ping'en seems to have killed Zhang Jiarui."

Zheng Nanyang nodded, not showing much surprise.

"As for the bad news, I hope you are prepared," Fu Qiao said with a smirk on his face, making Zheng Nanyang's hair stand on end.

What is the bad news?Zheng Nanyang pretended to be calm, squinted at Fu Che, and said with a smile, "I really want to hear some bad news, but you actually want me to be mentally prepared."

Now that Jiang Meijuan and Zhang Pingen are almost defeated, is there anything else that can shock him?

Seeing Zheng Nanyang's confident appearance, Fu Qiao smiled secretly in his heart, and the smile on his face became a little weird, but it was still smiling.

"Actually, you could have a child, but I personally helped you destroy this possibility."

"What?" Zheng Nanyang sat up abruptly, and the chair he overturned fell to the ground, making a "bang-dang" sound.

"Don't get excited, just listen to me speak slowly," Fu Qiao stretched out his hand, bent a few fingers down, motioned him to be calm, and then explained the reason to him.

"Your disease was actually cured back then, but I didn't want to give you a child," Fu Shen glanced at him disdainfully and continued talking about what he had done.

"I've been taking birth control pills in order not to have your child, but you also know that those pills are very harmful to your body," Fu Qi suddenly leaned forward, lying on the table and looking at him.

"So I asked the doctor to prescribe medicine to make you die. After more than ten years, you still want to have children? You are dreaming."

She stepped back behind her, and pushed forward with both hands. She had just prepared the dishes that she hadn't had time to eat, but she was overturned on the table, and the splashed oil even splashed on Zheng Nanyang's face.

Zhang Pingen wiped his hand, and asked unwillingly, "Why?"

All these years, he has only followed his lead, and never violated her will, and even helped her take revenge together. How could she be so cruel to herself?

It's fine if you don't give him a child, and even let him not have a child.Are all her gentle comforts a lie?
Fu Che looked calm, and asked him calmly: "You won't forget that you hit me before, right?"

"I was beaten by you for two years. It shouldn't be too much to ask for a child as compensation, right? Compared with how many times I was almost beaten to death by you at that time."

Zheng Nanyang on the opposite side was still in shock, he didn't understand why Fu Qiao suddenly changed his appearance.It was his fault for beating someone back then, Fu Che didn't let him have a child, he could accept it after thinking about it, but why did she say it?
Under Zheng Nanyang's puzzled eyes, Fu Qiao smiled at him, and Zheng Nanyang also understood Fu Qiao's mouth shape at this moment.

Goodbye.

"Submit the task."

[OK, Executor. ]
(End of this chapter)