She worked hard to make money, but Zhou Yanbai wasn’t about to let her off so easily.
Beijing welcomed the fragrant April, a scene of spring and greenery.
Jiang Nanshu was reviewing documents.
The female assistant knocked on the office door.
“President Jiang, that Mr. Zhou is here again. He’s come at least seven times this month, and we’ve refused him entry every time…”
Jiang Nanshu looked up at her and nodded slightly: “Come in.”
The female assistant then moved in.
Her expression was somewhat hesitant.
Jiang Nanshu asked bluntly, “He sent you to deliver a message again?”
The female assistant pursed her lips: “It’s because I’m worried about you. He asked me to pass on a message, saying you’ll regret it if you don’t listen.”
Jiang Nanshu’s interest was piqued: “Oh? What did he say?”
The female assistant slowly replied, “He only asked me to tell you ‘Lu Qingyan committed suicide again’, President Jiang… That’s all.”
The pen in Jiang Nanshu’s hand snapped in two.
Zhou Yanbai had actually regained his memories from that world!
Jiang Nanshu’s movement was so abrupt that it startled the female assistant.
“President Jiang, your hand…”
The broken pen had cut Jiang Nanshu’s index finger, leaving a bloody mark.
She took a deep breath, her voice slightly hoarse: “You can go out now. Close the door. If Zhou Yanbai asks you to do anything again, just have security kick him out. We don’t welcome him here.”
The female assistant nodded quickly: “Okay.”
She left immediately, leaving Jiang Nanshu alone.
More than half a year had passed.
Hearing Lu Qingyan’s name again still made her feel a little uneasy.
Lu Qingyan’s face reappeared in her mind.
It was still quite clear; she hadn’t forgotten it.
Jiang Nanshu relaxed and leaned back in her chair.
Thinking of the time when she had just returned and was unconscious, she had a dream.
She had witnessed the entire process of Lu Qingyan saving her from the perspective of a soul.
When he jumped down after her, he wasn’t even afraid of death; he survived and brought her back up with him.
How could he possibly commit suicide?
Why commit suicide?
Jiang Nanshu didn’t understand.
When she was still alive, he barely paid any attention to her.
She made up her mind to leave early, but then he came back to find her.
How foolish!
In that relationship, Jiang Nanshu was at fault, and Lu Qingyan didn’t know how to manage it either.
That was why they gradually drifted apart.
She was already dead in that world.
Let bygones be bygones.
She even gave her life to make it up to him.
Lu Qingyan, don’t be angry anymore.
If…if there really is a chance to meet again.
Let’s start over.
But Jiang Nanshu knew that it was impossible.
Two worlds, separated by life and death.
Unless there are gods, they will never meet again.
Thinking of this, Jiang Nanshu pushed Lu Qingyan out of her mind again. Constantly thinking about impossible things would only lead her into a cycle of internal conflict.
She needed to look forward.
Jiang Nanshu had already planned how to spend the inheritance money after defeating Zhou Yanbai.
She sets a goal for herself to spend 100 million yuan every day!
If she doesn’t spend it all in one day, she punishes herself by spending 200 million yuan the next day, and so on. Then she goes on a world tour to see some of the places she and Xu Xi had promised to visit on their graduation trip.
She will also donate a portion of the money to mountain villages and orphanages.
It is because of the lack of money that the children in those mountains suffer so much.
Jiang Nanshu herself came from the mountains.
She had witnessed the devastation of snow-covered mountains in the dead of winter, so she longed even more for the hope brought by the warm spring breeze.
She spent the day at the company.
Jiang Nanshu returned to her courtyard house in the afternoon.
However, an uninvited guest appeared in the courtyard—Zhou Yanbai.
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