Unorthodox methods, cultivating immortality relies on rich women

Tao Wanning went to sleep again. Although she slept for almost the entire afternoon, her biological instincts began to make her sleepy at night.

So she put down her phone, snuggled into bed, and fell soundly asleep.

The little curly-haired boy, who had been watching closely from the side, clenched his fists.

Because Tao Wanning was looking through her phone's photo album, she could see it clearly from the side.

"You bastard, you still say she was stolen..."

However, Tao Wanning probably slept too much in the afternoon, so she kept tossing and turning and couldn't fall asleep. She would laugh foolishly for a while, then frown, and then sigh, which made Xiao Juanmao a little confused.

What happened? Did my husband dump her after sleeping with her? Thinking about this, she was actually a little happy.

She even somewhat didn't want the girl to go see Shen Qingzhou again.

Because this girl is so beautiful, what if Shen Qingzhou, that lecherous bastard, rekindles his old flame after seeing her?

But thinking about it, it's not realistic. If the girl disappears, she can't go back to her husband.

Little Curly Hair had no idea that she had been with Shen Qingzhou for such a short time, yet she was already unable to forget him; everything seemed perfectly natural.

After an unknown amount of time, Tao Wanning's breathing finally calmed down, and the curly-haired man immediately beamed with joy as he re-entered the other party's door.

This time, Tao Wanning's dream was not as exciting, which gave her more time to process it.

The waves lapped against the beach, the sea breeze rustled through the coconut trees, flowers bloomed along the roadside, and the grass was lush and green. Sunlight filtered through the treetops, leaving dappled patterns of light that shimmered and leaped like koi fish in the water. Everything seemed incredibly beautiful.

But Little Curly Hair was still very, very unhappy, because Tao Wanning was wearing a beautiful swimsuit and walking along the coastline close to a man, and that man was her own husband.

After setting up according to her husband's instructions, she rushed over impatiently and angrily, blocking the two of them.

Even though this is a dream, it's still wrong to think about it, even in a dream.

Lin Yunong's sudden appearance startled Tao Wanning, and then—then Shen Qingzhou, whom she was holding, jumped up and down, looking stiff and comical, like a puppet. Lin Yunong almost burst out laughing.

"Who are you? No, you're the woman with the pendant."

Although it was a dream, Tao Wanning seemed to have regained consciousness, but she did not actually wake up.

"What pendant, sister? My name is Lin Yunong," Lin Yunong said, her hands behind her back.

She particularly likes to put her hands behind her back, a behavior usually associated with the elderly, but on her, it appears somewhat playful.

"Huh? You can actually reply to me."

Tao Wanning was greatly surprised; this was clearly her dream, yet it was answering her questions.

"Of course I can talk. I'm not from your dream." Lin Yunong was speechless at her silly and cute appearance.

I never expected someone to be even dumber than me.

"But this is my dream," Tao Wanning said blankly.

Lin Yunong didn't want to explain too much to her, and said directly, "You stole my husband's necklace, you'd better give it back to me right now."

"Who is your husband? Why would I steal his necklace? You must have misunderstood something!"

Tao Wanning said, "I have more money than I can spend, how could I possibly steal your husband's necklace?" and so on...

Tao Wanning seemed to remember something and turned to look at Shen Qingzhou, who was being held by him. Perhaps because she was distracted, Shen Qingzhou's face became somewhat blurry, but when Tao Wanning's gaze fell on him, it became clear again.

This is probably what is called "consciousness completion," or "brain filling."

Noticing her gaze, Lin Yunong immediately said, "Shen Qingzhou is my husband."

"What? He's your husband? Didn't he say he didn't have a girlfriend?"

Tao Wanning immediately released Shen Qingzhou, feeling extremely uncomfortable. Once released, Shen Qingzhou vanished like a bubble.

"Yes, he said he doesn't have a girlfriend, but did he say he doesn't have a wife?" Lin Yunong said matter-of-factly.

She felt that even if Tao Wanning asked Shen Qingzhou in front of him, he would still give the same answer.

She felt she knew her husband very well, and she felt a little proud.

"No, this is my dream, it's all fake, you're lying to me, right? And... and I didn't steal anything from him, I asked him about it," Tao Wanning said angrily.

"You asked him that. When did you ask him that?"

Lin Yunong was somewhat surprised. Shen Qingzhou had clearly told her that she had been stolen, and she believed that Shen Qingzhou would not give her away, especially not to a woman.

Tao Wanning's eyes darted around, unwilling to answer, but her mind kept wandering. However, this was a dream, and whatever she thought about would surface in her mind.

Then they were instantly transported from the beach to their hotel room.

Then they saw another Tao Wanning, who was holding a soul-nourishing tablet and bending down to ask the sleeping Shen Qingzhou a question.

"Darling, can you give me this chain?"

"If I count to three and you don't answer, I'll take that as a yes."

"One, two, three, it's mine now."

Tao Wanning happily put the necklace around her neck, and before leaving, she didn't forget to kiss Shen Qingzhou on the cheek.

Then I saw him again.