Unorthodox methods, cultivating immortality relies on rich women

"No, no, Master, you've misunderstood. You cured Zhaozhao's illness, we..."

Seeing that Shen Qingzhou had seen through his little scheme, Luo Guohua quickly explained.

"Alright."

Shen Qingzhou waved his hand, interrupting him directly, saying, "I'm very satisfied with those two packs of cigarettes, let's make it 500,000."

Then he turned to look at Jiang Xinyue, who was standing to the side: "Jiang Xinyue."

"Here!"

"Uh, what do you mean 'go to'? This isn't the military base. Just give him my business card."

"Okay, okay."

Jiang Xinyue hurriedly walked to the table, took out Shen Qingzhou's business card, and handed it to Lu Guohua.

"The bank name and account number are on the back. You can transfer the money directly to this account," Jiang Xinyue kindly reminded her.

Lu Guohua turned it over and immediately showed a look of surprise.

Seeing this, Ruan Qiongfang, who was standing next to him, also curiously leaned forward to take a peek.

However, the business card listed the bank as the Huinan City Giraffe Children's Welfare Institute, not the Qingzhou Information Consulting Firm in front of them.

"Did you take the wrong business card?" Lu Guohua asked hurriedly.

"That's right, this is it," Jiang Xinyue quickly replied.

She was surprised at first too.

"No mistake, you can just transfer the money directly to the orphanage's account. Once it's done, just let Jiang Xinyue know," Shen Qingzhou said.

"Okay, okay," Lu Guohua quickly replied.

"Alright, I just got up and haven't had breakfast yet, so I won't keep you any longer. Jiang Xinyue, see them out."

As Shen Qingzhou spoke, he turned to go to the bathroom, as he had been holding his pee for a long time and urgently needed to relieve himself.

Just then, Ruan Qiongfang hurriedly asked, "Master, will Zhaozhao's illness relapse? What if it does?"

Before Shen Qingzhou could speak, Lu Guohua angrily rebuked, "What nonsense are you spouting? If you can't speak properly, shut up. Nobody thinks you're mute."

"I was worried about Zhaozhao too," Ruan Qiongfang said, sounding somewhat aggrieved.

Shen Qingzhou turned around, glanced at the two of them, frowned slightly, and said with displeasure, "You're making a lot of trouble. Why don't you take the money back..."

"No, no, that's not what we meant. We're just worried about the child," Lu Guohua panicked and quickly explained.

"Jiang Xinyue, see them out." After saying that, Shen Qingzhou walked towards the bathroom without looking back.

These two, singing in unison, really think he's a fool?

Jiang Haichao had been watching from the sidelines, and seeing how Lu Guohua and his wife were acting, he couldn't help but shake his head inwardly.

Whether it's for money or genuinely for the children, this approach will offend people.

Meeting a master is already a great blessing, yet they keep questioning him. He simply doesn't understand what Lu Guohua and his wife are thinking.

"Uncle Lu, please take care..." Jiang Xinyue stepped forward as instructed and invited the two to leave.

Although the two families have a good relationship, Jiang Xinyue felt that she had already done enough for the Lu family. If she hadn't introduced Master Shen to them, their family would probably have been completely ruined by Zhao Zhao in the future.

Lu Guohua opened his mouth as if to speak, but in the end he only sighed deeply and went out with his wife with slightly unsteady steps.

"Uncle Lu, please take care." Jiang Xinyue saw the two to the door.

"Xinyue, when you have time... come visit me at home..." Lu Guohua said after thinking for a moment.

Then he pulled Ruan Qiongfang, who still wanted to talk, downstairs.

Jiang Xinyue only closed the door after they had gone down the stairs, turned a corner, and disappeared from sight.

"That old man, sigh..." Jiang Haichao sighed.

"Dad, please sit down for a while." Jiang Xinyue neatly put away the gifts she had brought on the table.

Jiang Haichao stared blankly at his busy daughter, his expression complex.

"Old Lu and his wife weren't feeling well here just now, so please light the incense quickly. I haven't seen Xiao Qiu for several days..."

"Okay, wait a moment." Jiang Xinyue replied and prepared to light the incense.

At that moment, however, he noticed a coffin-like object on the table.

It was completely black with red blood curses on it, making it look quite eerie. For a moment, she didn't dare to touch it.

He simply took out an incense stick and lit it. As the incense smoke curled up, he didn't see Xiao Qiu. Instead, he saw the big dog that Xiao Qiu had gone out to play with yesterday, lying next to the coffee table.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Xinyue panicked and quickly called out, "Xiao Qiu~"

But no response was received.

"Xiao Qiu, come out quickly, Grandpa has come to see you..."

Jiang Xinyue's voice suddenly trembled with a hint of tears, and Jiang Haichao stood up abruptly, also becoming somewhat nervous.

Fortunately, Shen Qingzhou came out of the bathroom at that moment.

"What are you yelling about so early in the morning?"

"Boss... Boss, where's Xiao Qiu? Xiao Qiu is missing. Didn't she come back last night...?"

Upon hearing the sound, Jiang Xinyue rushed to Shen Qingzhou, her panicked appearance pitiful.

Shen Qingzhou glanced at her, walked to the table, and tapped the Soul-Nourishing Coffin with her finger. "Wake up, get up..."

Then the cap slid open automatically, a wisp of smoke rose, fell to the ground and transformed into a sleepy-eyed little girl—who else could it be but Xiao Qiu?

"I still want to sleep." She rubbed her eyes and even yawned.

Jiang Xinyue rushed forward, pulled her into her arms, and carefully checked her over: "Xiao Qiu, how are you feeling? Is anything bothering you? Are you alright?"

Upon seeing Xiao Qiu, Jiang Haichao was no longer flustered, and his gaze fell curiously on the small coffin on the table.

"I'm fine, sleeping is so comfortable," Xiaoqiu said with a smile, hugging her mother's neck.

"Woof woof~"

Upon seeing Xiao Qiu, Wu Ying immediately stood up and called out twice, seemingly calling for her.

"Little Black..."

Xiao Qiu immediately broke free from her mother's embrace and ran to hug Xiao Hei's neck.

Jiang Xinyue: ...

Shen Qingzhou sat back down and saw a breakfast on the table. Knowing that Jiang Xinyue must have bought it, he didn't stand on ceremony and picked up his chopsticks to eat.

"By the way, did you take the sheets from the washing machine to hang them out to dry?"

When I went to the bathroom just now, I remembered that there were still sheets in the washing machine that hadn't been dried, and that's when I found out they had been taken.

"Yes, I'm drying it on the rooftop."

This residential area was originally the family quarters of the shipyard. The tallest building was only seven stories high, and the rooftop was open for drying bed sheets and blankets.

"Hmm, I forgot last night..."

Shen Qingzhou suddenly remembered that besides the bed sheets, there seemed to be Wu Jiaru's underwear in the washing machine.

Shen Qingzhou looked at Jiang Xinyue, and sure enough, her eyes were somewhat unfocused.

She didn't expect that there were clothes wrapped inside the bed sheet, so she just hung them up to dry.

Shen Qingzhou withdrew her gaze and looked at Jiang Haichao standing to the side, asking, "You came so early in the morning, not just to see Xiao Qiu, were you?"

He gave the incense to Jiang Xinyue, but didn't say it could only be used within the firm, so if he really wanted to see Xiao Qiu, there was no need for him to make a trip.

"I heard from Xiaoyue that you needed this, so I... so I brought it over..."

Jiang Haichao took out a plastic bag, and inside was something carefully wrapped in a handkerchief.

Without a doubt, this must be Xiao Qiu's finger bone.

Shen Qingzhou reached out, took the box, and opened it. Inside was a small section of white bone.

Xiao Qiu curiously leaned closer to take a look, and Wu Ying stuck out her tongue as if to lick it...

"Go away, go play somewhere else..." Shen Qingzhou shooed them away.

"That bone looks like mine," Xiao Qiu said naively.

Although Xiao Qiu is dead, it is not surprising that there is still a faint connection between her and her body.

Shen Qingzhou ignored her and reached out to pull a corner of the handkerchief to cover herself again.

"I'll take care of this when I have some free time." Then, looking at Jiang Haichao again, she asked, "Do you have anything else to do?"

Jiang Haichao nodded and said, "I have a job offer here, I wonder if you'd like to take it?"

"catch."

Shen Qingzhou agreed without hesitation.