Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

"Awesome, Xiao Chu, your cruel father is in the hospital!" The male ghost said impatiently, "He was hit by a large piece of glass, and there is still a piece in his brain. Maybe you will be gone in a few days. Get the inheritance and become a rich woman!"

Chu Yao frowned slightly, he shouldn't, the paper butterflies she released could only cause him some physical pain at most.

She did some calculations and vaguely felt a powerful and evil force. It was thirsting for human life. If it was not satisfied, it would cause trouble.

"Anyone who commits injustice will be punished by his own death. He has many enemies." Chu Yao mocked coldly.

"What do you mean? Someone else took action this time?" The male ghost looked confused.

"Maybe." Chu Yao shrugged. She rarely killed her directly. Since Chu Boting originally wanted her to live for sixty years, she would certainly make Chu Boting suffer for sixty years.

In comparison, death is the easiest punishment. Chu Boting wants to die, but she still doesn't agree!

"Xiao Chu, what do you think I'm doing now? I'm already dead, why doesn't anyone pick me up to be reincarnated?" the male ghost asked doubtfully.

"Report your name and horoscope, and I will tell you your fortune. However, I must charge for my fortune telling, and it does not count as an empty fortune." Chu Yao said lazily.

"I understand this, it's the rules in your industry! However, I have become a ghost, and it seems that I have nothing to give you." The male ghost scratched his head in embarrassment, thought about it seriously, and said , "By the way, I seem to have hidden a sum of private money. I'll go look for it, maybe I can still find it."

"Okay." Chu Yao agreed.

"My name is Duan Tianyi. I was born with a talent that will be useful, and I have the ambition to thrive and fly..." the male ghost chirped.

"Tell me the important point." Chu Yao forcibly interrupted his lengthy self-introduction.

"Hao Hao Hao, I was born on July 1979, 7 and died on February 1 last year. My ancestral home is..."

Chu Yao made a gesture, and the male ghost had to shut his mouth obediently.

"No, your life is not over yet, so you shouldn't die!" Chu Yao frowned.

"Hey! What am I talking about! I feel the same way! How could someone as handsome as me, and a three-time Best Actor, die young!" the male ghost said angrily.

"You are a bit similar to the situation I encountered before with a living soul. You shouldn't have died, but your soul left your body." Chu Yao said slowly, "If your body is well maintained, maybe I can still give you something." Send it back..."

"Ah?" the male ghost yelled, "My corpse has been buried! If you send me back, isn't that a fake corpse?"

"Then there's nothing we can do." Chu Yao shrugged, "You still have more than forty years to live. During this period, you can only be a ghost."

"Forget it, I'd better go find my private money first." The male ghost floated away dejectedly.

About half an hour later, he floated over with a small box in his hand.

"Well, here is the thing. I want to think about the password..." The male ghost thought for a while, "You try 0."

Chu Yao always felt that it was a bit unreliable, but he didn't expect that the password was actually correct.

"I knew it was my twenty-seventh girlfriend's birthday. We almost got married at that time." Male Ghost recalled the past, "But my agent told me that her previous husbands all died violently. , and one of them was purged and left the house. So I hid some property in the back garden of my house to prevent me from falling into poverty in the future."

When the box was opened, there was a check for 10 million and several men's luxury watches.

"I don't like the styles of these watches. You can sell them, or give them as gifts." The male ghost said quietly, "Oh, I don't know what happened to the watches I like in the end. It's a pity that I have no parents, no children, and no one to inherit my inheritance."

Speaking of gifts, Chu Yao suddenly remembered that an enemy once bought her painting at a high price and gave it to her.

Although the painting stayed at the Ji family, Mr. Ji praised the painting every day and even showed it off.

But in the final analysis, Ji Jinchen spent 26 million just for her.

After thinking about it, Chu Yao took up the pen and ink and completed a painting called "Red Lichee and Nine Fishes". Red Lichee brings good luck, nine fishes gather wealth, and with the blessing of her spiritual energy, this painting is simply a cornucopia.

Chu Yao glanced at the time and saw that it was almost dusk. She still had something to do, so she called an errand boy from the same city to deliver the painting to Ji's Group.

"Mr. Ji, there is your express delivery downstairs, and you need to sign for it in person." Secretary Zhang said.

Ji Jinchen's eyes did not leave the computer screen for even a moment, and he said in an indifferent tone: "Then let him withdraw. I never write the company's address when shopping online."

"Ah? But the courier said that he paid a thousand for errands, so it should be something more important, right?" Secretary Zhang was a little embarrassed, "How about you take a look at this note first?"

Hearing Ji Jinchen sigh, Secretary Zhang's heart suddenly lifted.

Fortunately, Ji Jinchen just said: "Put the note on my table first, and ask the courier to wait downstairs."

Secretary Zhang gingerly placed the note on the corner of the table. Ji Jinchen glanced at it inadvertently out of the corner of his eye. When he saw the word "Chu" on the signature, he was slightly startled and stopped Secretary Zhang who was about to go down.

"Wait, I'll go by myself."

Secretary Zhang was confused. Ji Jinchen usually hated people interrupting his work process because of trivial matters, but now he actually went downstairs to pick up the express delivery. After unpacking it, he even started to admire the paintings.

"Chaoyin..." Ji Jinchen muttered in a low voice. Wasn't Chu Yao not interested in this painter? Why did he give him a painting of Chaoyin in return?

Since the auction, Chao Yin's net worth has skyrocketed, and her works are highly prized and hard to come by.

At the beginning, he spent more than 20 million yuan to take the painting "Tsurui Resides in the Pine River". Now someone has offered to buy it for 100 million yuan. Chao Yin's new work released this month was sold for 300 million yuan as soon as it opened.

Money alone is not enough. Jiaxing Auction House has established a rule that only one work by Chao Yin will be released every month, and Ji Jinchen can tell that this "Red Lime and Nine Fishes" must be the artist's new work.

Chu Yao was actually able to persuade such a lonely painter to paint and even delivered it to him.

Gently brushing the scroll with her slender white fingers, Ji Jinchen asked in a low voice: "Secretary Zhang, is there any metaphor for sending the painting?"

"Ah?" Secretary Zhang's eyes widened. What other metaphor could there be for sending paintings? Could it be that someone wants to come and assassinate you?

"Uh, well... of course it depends on what kind of person the person who sent the painting is." Secretary Zhang showed an awkward yet polite smile.

"She is..." Ji Jinchen suddenly found that he could not find the words to describe it.

To say she is beautiful is too superficial. To say she is beautiful on the inside, there are no words that can sum it up.

Finally, he whispered: "She is a very good girl, unique in the world."

Secretary Zhang understood as soon as he heard it. The person who sent the painting was definitely Ji Jinchen's sweetheart. He gave the standard answer. How could he not know how to answer the question?

"Mr. Ji, this girl must like you!" Secretary Zhang said firmly.

His heartbeat suddenly became chaotic, and Ji Jinchen couldn't help but wonder, could it be like this?

If she was not unique in her mind, why would she give him a painting?