Love letters are not allowed in exorcism notes

Chapter 570 This matter finally came to an end
Literary authors always like to portray "watching for dawn in the darkness" as a particularly beautiful and romantic picture.

But it would not be pleasant at all if you had to spend half the night in the wilderness in the hot summer feeding mosquitoes.

Wang Yunxiao stayed up all night, thinking about many things, but what he thought about the most was Li Mumu.

There is a saying in ancient medical books that goes, "There is no medicine to cure the brain-damaged."

Li Mumu's mental state is really worrying.

Family hereditary mental illness, it seems that there is no way to cure this thing even in later generations.

Wang Yunxiao felt heavy-hearted when he thought that such a good girl might become a cerebral palsy patient who pee and poop everywhere, have a crooked mouth and eyes, and drool when talking.

But his family is rich, so even if he is lying in bed unable to take care of himself, it is not the turn of a poor loser like me to care about him.

And the Shen family, damn rich dog family...

This time the Shen family has been severely offended, and the other party is obviously not a gentleman who repays evil with kindness.

If I can't kill them, my life in the future will probably not be easy.

What is the attitude of the Secret Service now?
Wang Yunxiao was unsure, so he felt a little nervous.

When brothers grow up, they will have their own ideas. As the eldest brother, I can't take care of them forever. What you think is good for them may not be good for them themselves.

Dumplings are the first, steamed buns are the second, and there will definitely be more in the future.

So it’s no wonder that Teacher Liu said that once you practice to this level, you can fill in the gaps and there is no need to invest more educational resources.

Some people move forward, some people retreat, and some people hesitate. There is no absolute fairness in this world. People will always be divided into different classes in various ways.

It was not even four o'clock yet, but it was already daybreak and the birds in the woods began to chirp.

In the distance, there was the faint sound of a truck engine roaring.

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Li Mumu lay on the mountain of medicine boxes like a dead body, not wanting to move at all.

“Although I’ve become rich, I’m not happy.”

“Is it the money that brings you mental pressure?”

Winsty curled up on the sofa with a cup of tea, sipping her homemade secret drink.

Leaving aside the psychological pressure, the physical pressure is real.

Since returning to China, more and more "garbage" has accumulated in Tong's dream. At first, it was various Chinese folk ritual objects that she bought with money, then bundles of paper money for the dead, and now boxes of medicines.

She herself is the kind of lazy person who would never clean her room unless she is about to die, which has resulted in Tongmengjing being made into a mess like a doghouse.

She herself didn't think there was any problem, but she didn't know whether other members of the Freud family would suffer a myocardial infarction when using Tong Mengjing.

"Of course it's not about money. I don't like money. Money is just a number to me."

The rich Li Mumu speaks with confidence.

"I am thinking about a very serious problem. In the past, I relied too much on the protection of the Bodhisattva of Reception."

Two consecutive call transfers made Li Mumu feel an inexplicable sense of crisis.

The Bodhisattva of Reception is indeed not one's biological mother and will not respond to one's call anytime and anywhere.

It's such a shame.

"Actually, I think you don't need to rely too much on the gods."

Winsty suggested from the bottom of her heart: "Your biggest ideal in life now is to create a persona of a young lady for yourself and enjoy your youthful campus life like a naive girl. As long as you don't take the initiative to seek death, why bother about whether the gods favor you?" "Enjoy life and live in the present." This is Winsty's own attitude towards life.

Li Mumu knew that what she said was right, and she really didn't want to be involved in this inexplicable vortex. But this time, she just came out to visit a patient, so how could she end up being chased and hacked in the street?
“I feel like I’ve been taken advantage of.”

After seeing how the Secret Service handled the situation with ease, Li Mumu finally realized that he was not the protagonist, but just a minor character in the play. He played a role at the right time, that was all.

Of course it doesn't feel good to be used by others, but considering that she has gained so many benefits this time, Li Mumu decided to forgive them generously and not argue with them.

The tricks of the senior bosses are too complicated. We can’t afford to play with them. We can’t afford to play with them.

Let’s go back to school and play with the fools.

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"I really can't find it. I clearly saw the lady put it there, and she didn't take it with her when she left..."

"Okay, sir, I know, I know, I'll look for it again..."

After hanging up the phone, the woman subconsciously wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

"What are you looking for?"

The sudden sound behind her frightened her so much that she trembled all over and turned around quickly.

Cheng Xuefei sat on the windowsill holding a teacup, staring calmly at the woman in front of her.

"Ms. Cheng... Miss Cheng?"

Aunt Yun's face was stiff. She bowed her head subconsciously and smiled dryly, "When did you come back?"

"Ah... this is not important."

Cheng Xuefei asked curiously.

"Nothing is lost, it's just..."

Aunt Yun hesitated and said, "I don't know where the imperial seal collected by the Third Miss is. I can't find it..."

"Qingxi's body isn't even cold yet, and you're already confiscating her property?"

"From what you said, how can this be called confiscation of property?"

Aunt Yun waved her hands and said, "This is a national artifact. The master has repeatedly reminded us to keep it properly. Now that the third young lady has had an accident, I am worried that some bad guys will covet it..."

Having said that, her eyes involuntarily turned to Cheng Xuefei.

"You suspect me of being a thief?"

"No, no! Please don't say that!"

Although she thought so in her heart, she couldn't say it out loud.

The friends that Shen Qingxi invited from Jishan Academy can be said to be either rich or noble. Each of them has a family background that is not much inferior to that of the Shen family. They are all new noble families that have risen after the establishment of the new government.

They are all second-generation descendants of the direct family who followed the President in overthrowing the wars and eventually overthrowing the old court.

To put it bluntly, no matter which young master or young lady wants the imperial seal, they can take it away openly without stealing it. This is also the main reason why they are asked to protect the imperial seal.

Now that Shen Qingxi had died unexpectedly on the street, this invisible bond of connections was already shaky. If the Shen family lost the jade seal and still loudly questioned the children of other families, it would be forcing other families to draw a clear line with the Shen family.

Everyone carries the sedan chair, and no one likes a troublemaker.

(End of this chapter)