Action to Save Little White Flower [Quick Transmigration GL]

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, difficult to say.

Tens of millions of debts, no matter who is spread on the head, is not a small sum, not to mention Shen Qingwei, even Zhao Xingyue will have to hurt his muscles and bones to pay back the money.

What's more, with usury and rolling interest, the debt is almost skyrocketing.

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

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

But the crux of the problem is that Shen Qingwei is still unwilling to give up her family even if there is no place to stay at home.

What she misses most is her parents' kindness to her.

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

For this reason, Zhao Xingyue laughed and said, "You really are a steamed stuffed bun, the kind you would deliver to someone to bite."

Shen Qingwei remained silent.

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

But only for a moment.

Maybe to Zhao Xingyue, her parents are a drag and a burden, but to her, her parents are the people who have accompanied her for more than [-] 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 stared at her.

She raised her hand slightly, wanting to land on her shoulder to give her some comfort, but when her fingertips touched the fabric, she quickly withdrew it as if being burned.

She is a selfish person.

From every point of view it is.

She knew very well that if she was the one in Shen Qingwei's situation at this time, she would never make the same choice as her.

She would add insult to injury, she would push the Shen family's parents into a desperate situation, and then use this opportunity to get rid of the other party's shackles.

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

The work day after day was repetitive and boring, but her nature of those who follow me prosper and those who oppose me die has never changed.

Shen Qingwei's objection made her feel a little annoyed, but soon, she smiled softly again.

The hand she couldn't drop fell on Shen Qingwei's head again, and Shen Qingwei heard her say with a laughing voice: "Since you are willing to be a bun, then I will try to steam you a little bigger, so that people can eat more .”

Shen Qingwei's eyes lit up.

……

The remuneration of the idol drama is still as written in the fate that Zhao Xingyue once saw, half of which was deducted by Jiang Junhao. If usual, Zhao Xingyue would be happy to play the trick of saving the beauty a few more times, but seeing Shen Qingwei with tears all over her face However, when she insisted on taking on 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 getting deeper and deeper, so she was helping the tyrant, saving Shen Qingwei alone, but pushing the fate of the other two into a deeper astray.

Although their own souls are not pure enough, and their lives cannot be recovered once they are polluted by evil spirits, this should never be the reason for her to become a fueler.

"Congratulations, little Ah Yue, you finally realized this."

Fujun's gratifying voice suddenly rang in Zhao Xingyue's ears, the latter twitched the corners of his lips, his face remained unchanged, but his heart was extremely disgusted.

"none of your business."

"Tut tsk tsk, that's rude."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Xingyue frowned, ignoring the Fujun who was suddenly convulsed, and asked directly.

She didn't believe that the Fujun, who hadn't appeared for so many years, suddenly sent her a voice transmission just to say such a sentence.

On the other side, Fu Jun's voice really became serious.

"I'm looking for you this time because of fate. You must have seen that after you intervened to send Jiang Junhao to the cell and split the Jiang Group, Shen Qingwei's fate has directly progressed to 60.00%, and she The degree of change will continue to increase with each debt paid off.”

Zhao Xingyue was very clear about the task she was doing, and she didn't want to listen to Fu Jun's useless nonsense: "So what?"

"What I want to say is that Shen Qingwei originally had three catastrophes in her life, and Jiang Junhao's appearance disturbed the catastrophe." To be precise, it is because of Jiang Junhao's appearance that it is impossible for Shen Qingwei to live a worse life. It is worse than the three so-called catastrophes, so the so-called three life turning points are not very meaningful, "However, after you set things right, Shen Qingwei's fate has another catastrophe."

"You are already in the destiny, I can't tell you what this catastrophe is, but what you need 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 you fail , everything we have done has failed, and a soul that has not achieved [-]% change cannot be purified."

Another catastrophe...

Zhao Xingyue almost offered a toast to Shen Qingwei's troubled life.

Others are mediocre and have a mediocre life. Maybe they can't hit one thing she has experienced, but she can experience it all in one breath.

Shen Qingwei: "..." It sounds like I really want to.

Joking aside, Zhao Xingyue, after listening to Fu Jun's words, quickly put her thoughts into how to help Shen Qingwei survive the catastrophe and complete the change of fate.

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

She looked up involuntarily, and made a strange gesture with her hands. Under her tightly closed eyelids, there were two rolling eyeballs, as if she was desperately looking at something.

Zhao Xingyue was indeed watching.

She is watching the trajectory of the stars and the moon.

She seldom uses this ability of her own. First, the sky in the underworld is shrouded in a layer of dead energy. It is really difficult to see the sky and the moon outside through the dead energy. It’s not strict—it only needs a night full of stars and moon, but it consumes a lot of body. When Zhao Xingyue was a civil servant in the underworld, Zhao Xingyue tried it once while staying in the heavenly court. That time, her whole body The celestial power in his body was almost drained, and he didn't even know how he got back to the underworld.

Just as soon as he opened his eyes, he heard Fujun's furious nonsense.

She had never seen Fu Jun so angry - even though he often had a cold face, Zhao Xingyue knew that he was just trying to maintain his dignity and authority, but he was by no means an irritable person.

The loss of all her memories made her feel uneasy, but she asked the people around her, and they only said that she was taken back to the underworld by the Fu Jun after she fell into a coma in the Heavenly Court, and nothing happened in between.

She believed that she had spied the secret, but it was the price of spying on the secret, not everyone was qualified to pay nor anyone could afford it.

If it wasn't for Shen Qingwei, she would not use this ability rashly.

After all, Shen Qingwei is an independent adult. With the help of Shen Zhao Xingyue, she has gradually become independent in the past few years and has accumulated a lot of popularity. It is impossible for her to tie her by her side like a doll and keep her eyes on her all the time.

If she can figure out when the catastrophe will come, she can go directly to solve it when the time comes.

Zhao Xingyue claimed to be able to afford the price of spying on a mortal's destiny.

Countless hazy pictures flashed in Zhao Xingyue's eyes.

Her eyes were still closed, but an expression of uneasiness gradually appeared on her face. Beads of sweat slipped from her forehead and the tip of her nose, and dripped onto the ground, forming a puddle of water soon.

Her body was trembling uncontrollably, and the clothes on her back were wet in an instant. Zhao Xingyue opened her eyes and let out a muffled grunt. A streak of blood slowly seeped out from the corner of her mouth.

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

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

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

Before experiencing the Heavenly Court incident, when she was bored, she would take advantage of the annual meeting of the Heavenly Court and the Underworld to give a report on her work, secretly spying on the destiny of some ordinary people, watching them step by step, obviously walking towards her own destiny like a puppet on a string The prescribed places, but they think it is the result of their own efforts and struggles.

Never before has the consumption been as high as it is now.

Aging ten years may be nothing more than a blink of an eye for an immortal, but for ordinary people—especially for someone like Zhao Xingyue, who is only 49 years old and has a full lifespan, nearly one-fifth of his life is not a small amount. punish.

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

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

That scene made Zhao Xingyue dazed for a moment.

In the past few years, she has devoted herself to cultivating Shen Qingwei, just like Lin Tianwang did to her back then, throwing countless big productions on Shen Qingwei, using flowers and applause to wear away her cowardice and inferiority little by little, revealing Emerald hidden in the original stone.

The emerald green light gradually bloomed in Zhao Xingyue's eyes, but she had never seen Shen Qingwei like the one in the picture - holding the trophy high, as if she owned the whole world.

The phone suddenly lit up in the dark. Lying on the sofa, after a while, Zhao Xingyue, who had recovered from the sudden aging of her body, held up her hand and took the phone.

In the picture transmitted from the other end of the network, there is a real-time box office sales ranking. The movie whose heroine is called Shen Qingwei is leaving other competitors behind with a superior figure.

Zhao Xingyue tapped the keyboard lightly, and it took ten times more effort than before to type out the word congratulations.

Shen Qingwei, who has long been accustomed to her indifference, shrugged her shoulders after seeing these two words, and did not reply again. After restraining the disappointment and indifference on her face, she returned to the crowd under the yelling of the crowd. He raised his glass.

Someone shouted: "Respect the heroine!"

Many people followed up and loudly seconded: "Respect the heroine!"

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

She was no longer a little girl who would choke to death with a glass of wine and pour herself on someone when she was drunk.

Zhao Xingyue stared at her face, and suddenly stretched her fingers into the void, as if she could touch her cheek.

She fell back on the sofa, feeling ridiculous that she was struggling to reply to the message.