Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum

Chapter 240: Eighteenth bowl of soup (2)

After all, waiting for a newcomer...no, a new ghost.

Qinghuan stirred the warming soup, and then indifferently looked at the female ghost who hadn't said a word since she walked in front of her. I don't know what she is making. "You've been standing for so long, you are not tired, I can tired."

The female ghost looked at her when she heard the words, and the corners of Qing Huan's mouth raised slightly: "Is there any worry you can't let go of, now you are dead, and you are still stuck in the past. What's the point of it."

"They all look down on me." The ghost said suddenly.

Qing Huan put down the spoon and nodded the chair: "Please sit down."

The female ghost moved slowly and sat down in silence. When Qing Huan came out of Liwangtai, she saw her gradually coming from a distance, step by step, losing her soul, and she didn't know what she was wronged during her lifetime. "Who despises you?"

"I am married to a very perfect husband." The female ghost looked at Qinghuan, with a faint loss in her eyes, perhaps even she herself did not understand where it came from. "He is handsome, rich, and beloved. Men want to please him, women want to capture him, but he has chosen me as his wife."

"What good do I have? My parents are dead, and my relatives are all vampires. I am just a small employee in his group, but he has taken a fancy to me and married me. But..." The female ghost lowered her head. "I'm inferior and timid. His parents don't like me, and his friends look down on me. Even the staff around him feel that I can climb him. It is a blessing for me to cultivate for several lifetimes."

"Is he bad to you?" Qing Huan asked.

"We don't speak much. If we talk about material life, he is a very qualified husband. The housekeeper and servants will take care of me very considerately, even to the point of unbelievable perfection. But I am just like him. The canary in the cage, no, no, no, it’s a sparrow, I’m not so gold and expensive. He and I have almost no communication, and I...every time I see his face, I dare not talk to him, and I feel wronged. I can only bear it. Everyone thinks that I should be happy and grateful if he sees me, but I don’t like him. He is so far away to me, standing in the clouds, he has never even touched me, we After two years of marriage, I still sleep in separate rooms. I don’t believe him that he likes me.”

"A person like that is too far away for me, too unimaginable. I just want to marry an honest man, get married and have children, and have a home of my own. But with him, I can't go to work. , Because my job is not admirable, everyone envy me, I don’t even have a friend. He always has something to do, and I become a decoration. Many women of good background hope that I can take the initiative to abdicate and let me be virtuous. Even the people around him don't think I am worthy of him."

"But from start to finish, he didn't even ask me if I wanted to. He just took a fancy to it and decided, and then I seemed to have become a decoration in his study, and he placed it in that house. I can’t go anywhere."

The female ghost’s eyes were even more lost: "If he hadn’t appeared, I would be with my long-lost college classmate. He is a very good man. Although he is not as powerful as my husband, he is sincere and upright. I like him. And my husband... he is like a **** to me, I just want to run away from him, I don't want to touch him."

"Then what do you want?"

"I don't know." The female ghost looked at Qing Huan at a loss. "I died in a car accident. That person must have been deliberate. I seem to have seen him somewhere, but I can't remember..."

Qing Huan smiled, "Although your body is dead, your life is not exhausted."

"what?!"

Looking at the shocked face of the female ghost, Qing Huan smiled slightly, and from nowhere, she found the page with the female ghost's name and said: Xie Yiyi, should enjoy her eighty-five years of life. "You are twenty-five years old now, and you have sixty years to live."

"Then, what should I do?!" Xie Yiyi jumped up abruptly, without loss or sadness, turning around like a headless fly. "But, but my body is gone!" She saw it when she was confused, and it was all broken into a pool of flesh!

"It's okay, I'll send you back, um... just send it to the moment you just joined the group. Are you OK? But in order to prevent you from tampering with what happened in those two years, I want to erase your memory Go and bring you back to two years ago."

"But, if that's the case, what should I do if I meet him again? Do you want me to marry him again?" Xie Yiyi grimaced with fright!

The funny appearance made Qing Huan smile: "According to the rules, when you are here, I will fulfill your wish for you. After that, your life is over. Even if you still have your wish, there is no chance of fulfilling it. You are twenty years old. In five years, what is your biggest wish?"

"Before I met Chen Leng, I wanted to have a home. After I met Chen Leng, I wanted to stop being looked down upon." Xie Yiyi murmured. "I don’t steal or steal, I support myself. I live a simple and happy life. Why do they look down on me? I am rich without them and look good without them, but I am content and satisfied. I have a clear conscience. Why do they look down on me? Look down on me? I will never forget the look in Chen Leng's mother's eyes when she looked at me, as if I were a dead ant who was holding their house!"

"I know." Qing Huan smiled and lightly nodded Xie Yiyi's forehead. Xie Bian emerged from the bridge and caught Xie Yiyi's ghost. Qing Huan nodded to him: "Send it back."

"Yes."

When there was no one on the bridge, Qing Huan looked back at the pot of soup. It’s strange that Xie Yiyi’s longevity is not over, the soul-inducing bell has not rang, and the soul-inspiring banners have not moved. Then who is this pot of soup for? The water is shallow and clear, but it is warm. It has not raised the heat any more. It is estimated that it will take a long time to boil.

With a flash of red light, Mo Ze jumped out. He also followed Qing Huan’s gaze and looked at Tang Shui curiously, then raised his big eyes and wondered: "Master, what's going on? Isn't the ghost dead from the beginning? ?"

"Yes." Qing Huan also found it interesting. "That's interesting. You stay here to help me watch this pot of soup all the time. I'll be back soon."

When Mo Ze heard this, his face collapsed: "The master won't take me there?"

"Hey, you are not suitable to go this time."

"why?"

"Where are there so many and why? What do you eat?" Qing Huan poked his chubby cheek, bent over and gently touched a gorgeous flower: "Remember that in addition to soup, you also need Help me stare at these flowers."

"Why—oh."

The little guy seemed very unhappy, smiled and gave a promise: "I will take you next time, I promise."

"Okay, master, let's go." Mo Ze sat down and said pitifully.

Qing Huan smiled, and gently threw a petal in her hand toward the surface of Wangchuan River.

When Xie Yiyi woke up early in the morning, he found that he was about to be late!

This is the first day she went to work in the l group ah ah! She finally managed to find a job, she must not be late! If you leave a bad impression on your boss on the first day, it will be over! With a piece of toast in her mouth, she ran towards the exit when she got off the subway. The people along the way were watching her crazy, some people didn't notice when they looked up, they felt that a demon wind was blowing, and then something seemed to be wiping away from them, but after a closer look, there was nothing.

Xie Yiyi has been a good sprinter since she was a child. She is the number one in the 100-meter race every time. Today, I was afraid of being late, and I realized my full potential. She has been unemployed for several months. The fat-headed boss of the company before wanted to rule her out. After being scolded by her and kicked, she was rudely expelled. , If she loses this new job again, she will really be drunk!

Seeing that victory is about to be in sight, as long as he turns a corner, Xie Yiyi clenched his fist and rushed—"Ah!!!"

She let out a scream, her dizziness and gold stars in her eyes. But Xie Yiyi was strong and physically strong. He shook his head and hurried to see the person who was hit by her. He hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm all to blame for running too fast. Are you okay? Come on, me. Help you get up." There was a little sadness in her heart, she was like a copper wall, but she fell to the ground, alas, she also wanted to be Lin Daiyu.

In the end, this support was incredible, and this girl was also very good-looking!

Xie Yiyi almost drooled, and Qinghuan looked at her cute look. It was really impossible to connect the desperate **** the Naihe Bridge with her, so she said to her: "Aren't you hurry up? It's fifty-five."

"Ah... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my name is Xie Yiyi, I, I..." Xie Yiyi hurriedly took out a pen and paper from his bag, "I will write you a number. If you feel uncomfortable, you must contact me!"

"No need." Qing Huan gently pushed her hand away. "I'm on the first floor of the building next to your company. I opened a coffee shop. It just opened today. You can come and sit if you have time."

Xie Yiyi is grateful: "Okay, then I'll go first!"

He didn't wait for Qing Huan to reply, but it was blown away like a gust of wind. The sharpness of his legs and feet made Qing Huan amazed.

She didn't expect Xie Yiyi's temperament to be so fun. She originally planned to see how Xie Yiyi was doing, and she helped her by the way. She thought she was a shy and introverted girl, but she didn't expect to be as energetic as a small firecracker. . With such a character, it is no wonder that the life of a wealthy family is depressed. In fact, who is more noble than others.

Thinking about it, she looked at herself against the smooth wall, and it was not in vain that she went to set up a shop on the first floor of the adjacent building. Qing Huan bent over and patted the dust on the skirt, and walked towards her cafe.