Unorthodox methods, cultivating immortality relies on rich women

"Excuse me..."

Seeing the person approaching, Jiang Xinyue subconsciously handed over a missing person poster, followed by a bow to express her gratitude.

But then he realized something was wrong. He looked up and saw the young man he had met that afternoon, and his heart skipped a beat again.

Because the other party's behavior was so abnormal on both occasions, she vaguely saw a glimmer of hope.

"Sir, do you...do you know something? Please, tell me. If you think the money isn't enough, I can find another way..."

Jiang Xinyue's haggard face was full of pleading.

"Sigh, come with me."

Shen Qingzhou sighed.

Over the years, he has witnessed too many life-and-death separations and considers himself to be even more cold-blooded than the fishmonger.

But in reality, this was just his own perception; seeing such a pitiful person in front of him, he still couldn't help but feel soft-hearted.

"Do you know that sometimes, not knowing is also a kind of happiness, because if you don't know, you still have something to look forward to."

Shen Qingzhou sighed and handed the missing person poster back to the other party.

"What...what do you mean by that?" Jiang Xinyue had a bad feeling when she heard this.

"Come with me." Shen Qingzhou didn't explain further and turned to walk towards the other end of the overpass.

Jiang Xinyue watched Shen Qingzhou's retreating figure, gritted her teeth, and finally decided to chase after him.

She would not give up as long as there was even a glimmer of hope.

As for whether Shen Qingzhou was a bad person or not, she couldn't care less anymore.

However, she wasn't entirely unprepared. After all, she had been scammed so many times over the years that she had become quite experienced in it.

Qingzhou Information Consulting Firm is located in a residential building, which serves as both Shen Qingzhou's office and residence.

Moreover, it is an old resettlement house, so not only is the community environment poor, but property management is also practically non-existent.

The only advantage is probably the cheap rent, which is the only reason why Shen Qingzhou rents a place here.

Seeing the dirty and chaotic environment of the neighborhood, Jiang Xinyue felt even more uneasy and wary.

However, this community is not deserted, especially at night, there are still many elderly people dancing and exercising in the square downstairs, which makes Jiang Xinyue feel a little safer.

Seeing that the other person was walking ahead in silence, Jiang Xinyue thought for a moment, then followed after them and whispered, "I still don't know how to address you?"

Shen Qingzhou glanced at her, then said, "Shen Qingzhou."

"Then... Mr. Shen, where did you see my daughter? Can you tell me now? I can pay you part of the reward first," Jiang Xinyue said.

Before Shen Qingzhou could answer, she immediately added, "If you're worried, we can go to the police station and have the police witness it..."

Shen Qingzhou chuckled upon hearing this. Clearly, Jiang Xinyue was still wary of him.

She was wary that he was a liar, and also wary that he might try something inappropriate with her.

Shen Qingzhou didn't answer her question, but instead asked, "If your daughter were in a very bad situation right now, you would still give her that 100,000 yuan, wouldn't you?"

Jiang Xinyue was taken aback upon hearing this, then subconsciously nodded and said, "Of course."

But then I realized what was happening.

"What do you mean by that?"

Her face turned pale, her already bloodless cheeks becoming even whiter.

This was the second time the other party had subtly implied that her daughter's condition was not good, which made her increasingly uneasy.

"Come with me." Shen Qingzhou didn't answer Jiang Xinyue again, but quickened her pace.

The resettlement housing had no elevator, but fortunately Shen Qingzhou's consultation room was only on the third floor, and they arrived in no time. The dimly lit corridor made Jiang Xinyue even more uneasy.

But for her daughter's sake, she kept suppressing the urge to turn around and leave, so she remained on edge the whole time.

She only relaxed a little when she arrived at the door and saw the sign "Qingzhou Information Consulting Studio" hanging on the door.

After all, a legitimate company is more reassuring than a complete stranger.

"Come in," Shen Qingzhou said, turning on the light and beckoning to those behind her.

Jiang Xinyue did not go into the house immediately, but first peeked inside.

The interior was quite messy, with a desk and a chair, and the corners piled with miscellaneous items.

However, there was no strange smell in the room; instead, there was a faint sandalwood scent.

When Shen Qingzhou left, he told Xiao Qiu not to run around outside. The little one was very well-behaved and obedient, and stayed quietly. Apart from wandering around the living room and the two rooms, she really didn't step out of the door once.

Hearing the noise, she immediately ran out of the room.

Upon seeing Shen Qingzhou, she immediately strode forward with her short legs and a joyful expression.

When Shen Qingzhou turned around to greet Jiang Xinyue, she realized that there was someone behind Shen Qingzhou.

Then--

"Mommy~"

She shouted and rushed towards Jiang Xinyue, her expression agitated, tears welling up in her eyes.

However, once inside the house, Jiang Xinyue couldn't see her. She was still curiously looking around, and at the same time, she hadn't completely let her guard down.

Xiao Qiu missed her target and stood there stunned. She turned around and called out "Mom" again, her voice filled with grievance, and tears were already rolling down her cheeks uncontrollably.

Jiang Xinyue seemed to sense something and turned around to look, only to find the door behind her wide open, with nothing particularly special about it.

"Close the door for me," Shen Qingzhou said, seizing the opportunity.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xinyue turned around to close the door, but at that moment, Xiao Qiu opened her arms to her again.

"Mommy, I'm sorry, I was naughty. Please don't ignore me, sob sob..."

Unfortunately, Xiao Qiu still couldn't touch Jiangxinyue; the two seemed to be in different times and spaces.

Xiao Qiu first sobbed softly, then burst into loud sobs.

The little one was clever; she knew to look for Shen Qingzhou. Wiping away her tears, she choked out, "Baby, Mommy's ignoring me too. Does she not want me anymore?"

"Okay, don't cry. Your mother just can't see you anymore."

Shen Qingzhou reached out and patted her little head, opened the drawer, took out three incense sticks and lit them.

Xiao Qiu sobbed as she leaned closer, crying and inhaling the incense as she went.

Jiang Xinyue, who had closed the door and turned back, saw this scene and a strange look appeared on her face.

"Sit down and let's talk," Shen Qingzhou gestured to the chair in front of him.

"No, no need, I can stand," Jiang Xinyue said.

She walked back and forth on the pedestrian overpass countless times that afternoon, and longed to sit down and rest for a while, but she still did not let her guard down.

So when asked to close the door, she only left it slightly ajar, not completely closed.

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingzhou didn't press the matter further, nor did he beat around the bush any longer. Instead, he said directly, "Your daughter is dead."

Jiang Xinyue was stunned for a moment, then let out a sharp explosion.

"You're talking nonsense! You're cursing my daughter! You...you'll die a horrible death..."