Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Gong Zihua spent the whole morning in the barber shop, and came out with that fiery red broom hair on her head.

Cough, let alone others, even he himself almost didn't recognize himself when he first looked in the mirror.

Gong Zihua took a few photos and passed them to Jing Jiaren——

Soon, Jing Jiaren texted back: [Are you crazy?Give up on yourself? 】

【roll. 】

[Gong Zihua, your hair is too exaggerated... because of a broken relationship? 】

[Fucking shit again, I'll beat you to death! 】

Jing Jiaren simply called to express condolences, sighing and comforting for a while, but Gong Zihua had always spoken normally, as carefree as usual.

"Gong Zihua, I know you are sad now, if you want to cry, just cry, don't hold back."

"Crying? I can cry?"

"I'm the culprit in this incident, and I'm sorry..."

"Come on, Jing Jiaren," Gong Zihua said nonchalantly, "I probably never got it, so it's more relieved to let it go. I'm not as heart-piercing as you think, but it's very easy. Very easy."

"easy?"

Gong Zihua grinned her lips: "I've been struggling with a question for so many years, and all I want is an answer. There really are such scumbags in the world who don't shed tears when they see a coffin, ha."

He is full of self-deprecation, he has been looking forward to and struggling for so many years, he is more tired than anyone else.

Now that he finally has a reason to give up, he is more relaxed than ever... No need to ask himself over and over again, who is the reason for Donggong Ziche's transformation, and whether there is any reason for him.It's all to blame for that shot, it shouldn't have killed him.

"Where are you now? Where is Donggong Ziche? Is he locking you up? Should I find a way to get you out?"

"Tsk, you saved me even if you couldn't protect yourself?" Gong Zihua snorted, "I'm very free now, don't worry about it, I'm dead!"

Putting down his phone, Gong Zihua began to think about where he would go to live in peace from now on.

He will never go to the residence that Donggong Ziche arranged for him——

Even though he was trapped in the underground kingdom and couldn't see the light of day again, it didn't mean he had to live around the East Palace.

Where does he live and what does he eat?Now penniless, do you sleep on the street?

Gong Zihua was wandering on the street and saw recruitment information posted on some storefronts.

Is he going to apply for a part-time job?Damn, that was too depressing.

Gong Zihua wandered around for a few hours, and when he saw the notice of enlistment, he stroked his chin and thought about it. He could become a soldier, so that he could leave this place and be sent to a front-line town.But this is a royal city after all, and the people who are active here are nobles, and the recruits are naturally not ordinary low-level soldiers.

Gong Zihua had no record, made up a name, and didn't even have a ring to represent her identity, so she was chased away after only a few consultations.

"Damn it, don't look down on people!" Gong Zihua straightened his collar, "I'm making me anxious, your camp is blown up."

"Who's not petty?" The recruited commander raised his eyebrows, and a group of guards with guns came over.

Gong Zihua moved her muscles and bones, pulled her phalanx, and hooked her index finger: "Come on, let's go together."

It happened that he was in a bad mood and wanted to find someone to fight.

Encountering a door-to-door provocation that is not afraid of death, the commander's face is gloomy, and he is about to order arrest——