Unorthodox methods, cultivating immortality relies on rich women

"You little rascal, you eat your fill and then sleep, you sleep your fill and then poop."

Shen Qingzhou carried Daidai out of the nursing home dormitory building with a look of disgust on her face.

The little one would wake up and immediately need to poop, and after pooping, she would want to eat something. Shen Qingzhou was speechless. Seeing that it was getting late, she picked her up and said goodbye to Grandma Song.

Just as I stepped out of the dormitory building, I ran into Zhao Xuejun and his mother.

The old lady saw the two of them, paused for a moment, then smiled and nodded: "Going back?"

"I'm done," Shen Qingzhou replied casually.

The old lady was a little confused when she heard this. Shen Qingzhou realized what was happening and added with a smile, "Yes, we're going back now. Daidai, say goodbye to Grandma."

The dazed child, held in his arms, showed no reaction whatsoever.

The old lady didn't mind at all, and waved with a smile: "Come visit often when you have time."

"Okay, Grandma, please take care of yourself too. Thank you for always keeping my grandma company and chatting with her." Shen Qingzhou said politely.

He learned a lot about the old lady from Grandma Song.

"Don't mention it. I'm bored here too, it's nice to keep your grandma company," the old lady replied with a smile.

Only then did Daidai slowly raise her little hand and wave to the old lady.

The old lady didn't mind, raised her hand again, and shook it at Daidai.

Zhao Xuejun, who was standing to the side, didn't say a word the whole time, as if he had completely given up trying to persuade Shen Qingzhou, and he looked extremely dejected.

Shen Qingzhou got back into the car, made a phone call to Lao Zhong, and didn't waste any words with him.

"Help me investigate someone..."

He first took Daidai back to the orphanage, and after dinner, he didn't stay overnight but went straight back to his office.

In the rare moment of peace and quiet, Shen Qingzhou found herself with nothing to do.

It wasn't until Sunday afternoon that Yang Xiaoyong called, asking him to go to Huaqiao Town again on Monday afternoon. The wedding was scheduled for the evening, since it was a ghost wedding and couldn't be held during the day.

However, the deposit can only be transferred to him on Monday morning because the bank cannot process transfers on Sundays.

The remaining balance will be transferred to his designated account on Tuesday morning.

Time seemed a bit rushed, as if they were afraid Shen Qingzhou would change her mind.

However, Shen Qingzhou didn't care. As long as the money was paid, everything was negotiable.

Early Monday morning, just as dawn was breaking, Shen Qingzhou was awakened by a rustling noise before she was fully awake.

He got up and went to the living room, where he found that Jiang Xinyue had already arrived and was putting things into the refrigerator. The rustling sound he had just heard was from the plastic bags.

Xiao Qiu and Wu Ying sat side by side on the sofa, watching a silent animation, clearly worried about disturbing Shen Qingzhou.

"So early?" Shen Qingzhou reached out and scratched his butt.

"Did I wake you up?" Jiang Xinyue asked with a smile as she turned around.

"No, I probably slept too much yesterday," Shen Qingzhou said.

"Then go wash up first, breakfast will be ready soon," Jiang Xinyue said.

"OK."

Shen Qingzhou didn't stand on ceremony with her and headed straight for the bathroom.

But just as he was about to enter the bathroom, as if remembering something, he turned back and said to Jiang Xinyue, "It looks very good."

It turns out that Jiang Xinyue dyed her hair during her break.

Although her previous gray hair didn't make her look old, it always exuded a lingering sadness and a sense of brokenness that Shen Qingzhou didn't like.

Her current pinkish-purple hair makes her look exceptionally beautiful and seems to have made her look much younger.

"Mommy is a Barbie doll." Xiao Qiu immediately said upon hearing Shen Qingzhou's praise.

Jiang Xinyue was a little embarrassed by the praise and gave a faint smile.

When Shen Qingzhou finished washing up and came out, Jiang Xinyue's breakfast was not yet ready.

Because she didn't expect Shen Qingzhou to get up so early.

Shen Qingzhou didn't mind, and instead leaned back on the sofa to watch Peppa Pig with Xiao Qiu.

To be honest, Shen Qingzhou was drawn into it and found it very therapeutic.

So he said to Jiang Xinyue, "Let's have pork chop rice for lunch."

"Pork chop rice? That sounds good. I'll go buy some pork tenderloin later," Jiang Xinyue said after thinking for a moment.

While having breakfast, Shen Qingzhou received a phone call. He thought it was from Yang Xiaoyong or Lin Chongli, but it turned out to be from the courier company, asking if he was home.

"Have you bought anything online recently?" Shen Qingzhou asked Jiang Xinyue, putting away his phone.

"No, what's wrong?"

"The delivery guy said there was a package, and I thought it was something you ordered," Shen Qingzhou said, somewhat puzzled.

He had no recollection of buying anything online recently.

Soon, the deliveryman brought the package—a very large box.

Moreover, the address and phone number were correct, and the recipient was indeed him.

Upon opening it, I was surprised to find it contained the entire Apple ecosystem.

"Oh my god, who bought this? Are they crazy? They have so much money they can't spend it all... uh..."

Shen Qingzhou seemed to know who had bought it.

Jiang Xinyue was equally curious about who bought it, and seeing Shen Qingzhou suddenly stop mid-sentence, she asked, "Have you figured out who it was?"

"Maybe... um, a friend," Shen Qingzhou said.

As he spoke, he took out the laptop from inside and handed it to Jiang Xinyue: "Here, take this. I don't use computers much anyway."

Then he gave the tablet to Xiaoqiu.

In the end, he only kept his cell phone, feeling that he might need multiple phones in the future.

But it didn't end there; more things kept arriving.

The small office was almost completely filled with high-end watches, menswear, shoes, and some home appliances.

At first, Jiang Xinyue was just curious, but now she stood by, twisting her fingers and watching, wondering if Shen Qingzhou was being kept by someone.

Looking at all the things in the room, Shen Qingzhou was also very troubled.

Because there are many things that this crappy office simply can't fit, such as washing machines, dryers, and refrigerators. Not only were they already there, but the ones being delivered now are all top-of-the-line deluxe versions, which naturally take up a lot of space.

"That stupid woman, she's just spending money for revenge, isn't she?" Shen Qingzhou muttered to himself.

Unfortunately, he was unable to contact the other party proactively.

So he had to find a craftsman to move all his belongings to the orphanage, leaving only a television.

Now, Xiao Qiu no longer needs to use her mother's computer to watch cartoons.

Shen Qingzhou finally breathed a sigh of relief when the hired driver arrived and hauled everything away in one truckload, leaving the house empty.

However, he suddenly thought of a question: Could this be considered remote farming?

However, before he could ponder the matter further, he received a text message indicating a transfer of 100,000 yuan, and Yang Xiaoyong also called him.

"Xiao Shen, did you receive the money? Remember to be on time this afternoon. I'll be waiting for you at the usual place," Yang Xiaoyong said.

"Received it, don't worry, I'll definitely be there on time this afternoon," Shen Qingzhou said.

Having received the money, Shen Qingzhou wasn't worried about what tricks the other party might play.

Jiang Xinyue listened quietly from the side, becoming even more convinced that Shen Qingzhou was being kept by someone.

Shen Qingzhou put away his phone and said to Jiang Xinyue, "I'm going out this afternoon and I might not be back tonight, so you don't need to wait for me this afternoon."

"Okay."

Jiang Xinyue quickly nodded in agreement.

Sure enough, the boss is being kept by someone. He's probably going to have a terrible night. I'm so conflicted. I wish I had money...

PS: I don't know what happened to the scheduled update last night; one chapter was posted in the middle of the night, and another wasn't posted on time.