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"Woo...Woo..."

Realizing that she was not dreaming, Tang Xin threw herself into Song Fulu's arms, hugged Song Fulu's neck tightly, and buried her little head in his chest as tears kept falling.

A low sob sounded in Song Fulu's chest, as well as the woman's trembling body.

Song Fulu could feel Tang Xin's helplessness and sadness these days, as well as her strong self-blame, and her whole person was on the verge of collapse at any time.

Having inherited the memory of the original owner, he feels all this the same way.

Holding the woman in his arms tightly, Song Fulu whispered: "I don't blame you for the car accident, I don't blame you for grandma's death, I don't blame you for these things, it's all my fault."

Tang Xin cried harder and hugged her tighter. I don’t know how much time had passed, but Tang Xin suddenly said: "Husband, I miss you so much!"

Song Fulu was stunned and immediately understood what Tang Xin meant. Even with his psychological quality after living for many years and his strength at the level of a god and ancestor, he still felt unstoppable.

After all, this is the first time, how can we face it calmly?

But sooner or later, Song Fulu was mentally prepared, picked up the woman, and brought her to the bedroom.

A few minutes later, a woman's gentle voice came from the bedroom: "Husband, thank you for getting better, although it took a little time..."

As a junior brother, even if his physical fitness exceeds human limits and his mental fitness reaches the level of a god, he will inevitably make mistakes the first time.

Song Fulu's face turned red, and he quickly returned to normal with his strong physical fitness: "Also, the game just now doesn't count..."

The next morning, after eating the meal prepared by Song Fulu, Tang Xin, who was a little sloppy, went to class and applied for Song Fulu's return to school.

Song Fulu stayed at home, feeling refreshed and thinking about how to make some money and improve the poor life of his next family.

If they don't even dare to buy meat a few times a month, how can they be called happy? How can they give Song Shi and Tang Xin a happy life for their mother and daughter.

There must be luxury cars and mansions in the capital so that the family can buy whatever they want without any shortage of money.

With Song Fulu's current strength, it is not difficult to make money, but it may take some time through formal channels.

"Dangdangdang..."

There was a knock on the door outside, and Song Fulu was startled. As soon as Tang Xin left, someone came to the door, and he felt like he was pinching her.

Song Fulu opened the door, and what he saw was a young man with dark eyes. He was wearing trendy clothes and his hair was a little messy. He was talking: "I forgot that the guy inside is a loser. He can't even move. Please help me." Pry open the door and let me go in and give you a good education..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Song Fulu standing in front of him. As if he was struck by lightning, he took a few steps back and stared at him in disbelief: "You... aren't you paralyzed? How... how did you stand up? "

Hearing this familiar voice, Song Fulu knew who the other party was. It should be the rich second generation who pestered Tang Xin at noon yesterday.

Seeing the other party's shocked look, Song Fulu suddenly had an idea. He was just thinking about where to get a start-up capital, but unexpectedly the funds were delivered to his door.

"Medical miracle, maybe it's because I love my wife so much, so God made me suddenly recover again." Song Fulu invited the other party into the house. The rich second generation hesitated for a moment, then walked into the house with the bodyguard behind him. Song Fulu opened the door smoothly. close.

Just after sitting down, the rich second generation took out a check and placed it in front of Song Fulu: "No further nonsense, here is ten million. I hope you can leave Teacher Tang. She deserves a better life, and you can't bring it to her." With her living like this, I originally thought you were still a cripple, so it would be more convenient to say it this way, but now that you are better, it’s not a big problem.”

Song Fulu smiled and lightly snapped his fingers. Although the rules of this world cannot support extraordinary abilities, even the body and mind can only barely break through the limit. If it goes further, there is a possibility of physical collapse.

However, with level 10 hypnosis, combined with the strength of a great master of Chinese martial arts, and 36% intelligence development, he can still do things that are almost miraculous in the eyes of ordinary people.

Tens of minutes later, the rich second generation and his bodyguards fled the room in embarrassment, no longer daring to pester Song Fulu and Tang Xin.

Relying on hypnosis and other abilities, Song Fulu angered the rich second generation and bodyguards with a few tricks, making them furious and wanted to kill him.

Song Fulu recorded the recording in time at the critical moment and was ready to post it online at any time, frightening the rich second generation and his bodyguards.

In order to obtain this recording, the rich second generation and his bodyguard forced Song Fulu to delete the recording, and at the same time forced him to accept 30 million as a fee for keeping the record secret.

This was not considered blackmail, but was forced by the other party. Song Fulu also left evidence for this, so that even if the subsequent events were exposed, he would be able to distance himself from the matter.

However, with the intelligence of the rich second generation and the bodyguard, they would not do such a thankless thing that would land them in jail.

So Song Fulu got the first pot of gold in this way, and there were still funds without any hidden dangers.

When he fell asleep and met the pillow, the rich second generation arrived just in time. Song Fulu also punished him as punishment for pestering his wife.

With 30 million in funds, Song Fulu changed into simple casual clothes and rushed towards a well-known real estate agency near Normal University in Beijing.

The house here is too small and too far away from Beijing Normal University. Since we want to improve our lives, a better house is essential.

Anjia Real Estate, Beijing Shizhe branch.

Song Fulu took a taxi and came straight here. According to the memory of the original owner, this real estate agency is quite good and has a good reputation. The most important thing is that there is a salesperson in this branch who is his student and respects him very much, even after the car accident. The first one to see him helped Tang Xin take care of him for a while. His family situation was relatively difficult and he often worked here.

If she can make the next sale, she should be able to earn a lot of agency fees and bring a lot of changes to her life.

"Teacher Song, are you...are you okay?"

Lu Yangyang, who was cleaning the office, was shocked when he saw Song Fulu pushing in the door. He looked at him in disbelief, then quickly ran over and reached down to grab his leg.

Seeing the strange expressions of many people in the office, Song Fulu quickly stopped her and pulled Lu Yangyang up with a smile: "Yangyang, a medical miracle happened. My legs suddenly healed. Someone gave me a lot of money today, so come here I’m looking for you to buy a house here.”

"Ah..." Lu Yangyang's mouth opened wide, but he quickly reacted, holding Song Fulu's arm and saying with red eyes: "Ji people have their own destiny, I said that Teacher Song is so good, how could he be paralyzed in bed for the rest of his life? , now it’s really good.”