Unorthodox methods, cultivating immortality relies on rich women

As the last wisp of incense dissipated into the air, the incense on the altar was completely burned out.

Shen Qingzhou also stopped all movement, and Xiao Qiu, who was being held in Jiang Xinyue's arms, also disappeared. Everything seemed to happen as if it were timed with a stopwatch.

Before the three could even react in surprise, Shen Qingzhou collapsed to the ground, convulsing like a fish out of water, gasping for breath.

The "ink spots" on his body also receded like the tide.

The three people, unaware of what was happening, stood to the side, hesitant to step forward, fearing that a hasty move might cause some trouble.

Although Shen Qingzhou was in great physical pain, her mind was exceptionally clear. She pointed to Lu Zhaozhao, who was still fast asleep on the futon.

"Take it away."

Upon hearing this, Lu Guohua immediately rushed forward, picked up his grandson, and examined him closely.

Seeing that his grandson's complexion was rosy and his breathing was steady, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, he was not immediately at ease. Instead, he gently shook her a few times and whispered, "Zhaozhao, wake up, don't sleep, let's go home."

Lu Zhaozhao immediately opened her eyes slowly, glanced at Lu Guohua, whispered "Grandpa," and then closed her eyes again.

Lu Guohua felt a little relieved, then quickly asked, "Zhaozhao, tell Grandpa, is there anything wrong with you?"

Lu Zhaozhao was now fully awake, and she grinned, revealing a happy smile.

"No, I feel great right now, and I have so much energy."

He clenched his little fist as he spoke; he had never felt so strong before.

Lu Guohua was greatly shocked. Was the effect really that good?

They say that illness comes like a landslide and goes like pulling silk, but now I feel that even getting rid of illness feels like a landslide.

Lu Guohua was here caring for his grandson, while Jiang Haichao and Jiang Xinyue squatted in front of Shen Qingzhou, looking at him with concern, since he had only done one of the two things.

"Are you alright?" Jiang Xinyue asked with concern.

At this moment, Shen Qingzhou was completely drenched in water, but the spasms in her muscles had stopped and her breathing had become much quieter.

As soon as Jiang Xinyue squatted down, she smelled a mixture of body odor and sweat, which made her dizzy, but it wasn't unpleasant. Instead, it stirred a feeling in her heart, an impulse to get closer.

It doesn't seem to be body odor at all, but rather a pheromone.

"Next time, next time you'll have to take your underwear off too," Shen Qingzhou said, her chest heaving.

Jiang Haichao and his daughter: ...

Is now the time to talk about this?

"That's all for today. Come back tomorrow. The child needs to get checked out, and if possible, it would be best to return these clothes."

Shen Qingzhou sat up, having recovered considerably.

Jiang Xinyue looked at Shen Qingzhou, who was so close to her, his chest heaving. She swallowed hard and nodded obediently.

All three of them felt that Shen Qingzhou had suffered a significant loss today, so they didn't waste any words, packed up and left the room, heading straight out of the firm's main entrance.

It wasn't until they reached the outside that Lu Guohua realized what was happening.

"I haven't discussed the fees with the master yet."

"Take the child to get checked first, we can talk about this later."

"Isn't he afraid I'll run away?" Lu Guohua asked.

Jiang Haichao chuckled and said, "Do you dare?"

Lu Guohua did not answer, but smiled, feeling more relaxed than ever before.

"Come on, take me to the hospital first." He carried the child and strode downstairs.

Although the grandson's condition already indicates a lot, a thorough examination at the hospital is still needed to confirm the diagnosis.

Shen Qingzhou, who was in the room, neither got up to take a shower nor put on clothes. Instead, he took out a cigarette and a paper figure from his pants pocket.

He lit a cigarette for himself first, then threw the paper figure in his hand into the brazier next to him.

The embers in the brazier instantly ignited the paper figure.

Su Xi's husband, Li Yunsheng, appeared instantly beside the brazier.

However, compared to their first meeting, Li Yunsheng's face was now covered with "ink spots," but he himself was completely unaware of it.

Upon seeing Shen Qingzhou, Li Yunsheng's face was filled with anger and his eyes were filled with resentment.

Even so, he still chose to stand still, not daring to move an inch.

But mixed with this anger was a trace of fear, which is why he only dared to stand still and not move forward.

Shen Qingzhou exhaled a smoke ring and asked, "Besides you, who else knows the account and login password for your overseas funds?"

Li Yunsheng was taken aback by what he heard, but he remained silent with a cold expression.

Shen Qingzhou wasn't annoyed. She reached out and gave Li Yunsheng's face a light squeeze. Li Yunsheng immediately let out a shrill scream, clutching his head and crying out in pain, completely unaware of what had happened.

Because of Shen Qingzhou's move, Li Yunsheng's head suddenly shrank to half its original size, appearing extremely bizarre on his normal-sized body.

Shen Qingzhou didn't say anything, just smoked and quietly watched him.

Li Yunsheng's agonizing screams gradually subsided, and his head returned to its normal size.

But his body still trembled uncontrollably; to be precise, his soul trembled.

The excruciating pain that seeps into the soul far surpasses any criminal law in the world.

"Can you answer my question now?" Shen Qingzhou asked.

Li Yunsheng wasn't as tough as expected; he immediately backed down, saying in a dry voice, "Besides my boss and me, my wife also knows."

At this point, a flash of resentment crossed Li Yunsheng's eyes, and his body seemed to tremble even more.

"Your wife? What about Zhou Minghan? Does he know?" Shen Qingzhou asked.

"Zhou Minghan? Why do you think he would know?" Li Yunsheng asked instinctively, but quickly realized his mistake and honestly replied, "How could I possibly tell him these things?"

"Isn't he someone you get along with very well?"

"No matter how good our relationship is, I wouldn't tell him my bank account details, and besides, we don't have a good relationship."

"Then why did he ask me to find the key?"

"What? He commissioned you?" Li Yunsheng asked in surprise.

Then, as if he had thought of something, his expression momentarily went blank, then turned to anger. Shen Qingzhou saw all of this and seemed to have already guessed the answer.

"Does he know your boss?" Shen Qingzhou asked.

"Of course not, he's just a teacher, how could he possibly know someone like my boss?" Li Yunsheng replied without thinking, his anger rising.

Shen Qingzhou laughed upon hearing this. Zhou Minghan didn't know Li Yunsheng's boss, and Li Yunsheng hadn't told him about the account, so why would he need to entrust someone to find the key?

So someone must have asked him for help; this answer is really hard to guess.

As if guessing what Shen Qingzhou was thinking, Li Yunsheng simply stopped pretending.

"Zhou Minghan is my wife's ex-boyfriend."

Shen Qingzhou was greatly surprised to hear this; he hadn't expected this to happen.

It turns out that Li Yunsheng stole the girlfriend of his college classmate and friend Zhou Minghan.

But what Li Yunsheng said next surprised Shen Qingzhou even more.

"Even if they knew the key, they couldn't transfer those 300 million."

Why?

"Because there was an agreement with the bank that no matter who transferred the funds, they would be transferred to another account belonging to my wife, unless further action was taken."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingzhou suddenly realized why Su Xi had been so generous. He had really thought that being a lawyer was so lucrative; it turned out that the 300 million had gone into her pocket.

"You really love her," Shen Qingzhou exclaimed.

Not every man can generously transfer 300 million RMB to his wife's account.

But to Li Yunsheng, Shen Qingzhou's words were like a knife plunged into his chest.

So Li Yunsheng didn't answer, but took a deep breath and asked, "What do you want to do with me?"