Unorthodox methods, cultivating immortality relies on rich women

When Shen Qingzhou came out of the residential area, he immediately saw Jiang Xinyue's car parked next to him, so he walked over, opened the car door and got in.

Glancing at Xiao Qiu and Wu Ying in the back seat, Shen Qingzhou asked with some surprise, "Didn't you take Xiao Qiu for a walk around the neighborhood?"

"We went for a walk in the square in front and I bought her a little windmill."

Shen Qingzhou looked at the armrest box next to him, and sure enough, there was a colorful little windmill stuck on it.

Xiao Qiu stretched out her little head and puffed out her cheeks to blow on the windmill, but it was completely ineffective; the windmill did not budge.

"Drive, let's go back," Shen Qingzhou said.

Jiang Xinyue started the car as instructed. As the car slowly drove onto the main road, Shen Qingzhou reached out and opened the car window. As the wind slipped in from outside the window, it glided over each blade of the windmill, and the little windmill immediately began to spin.

Hey~

Xiao Qiu immediately grinned foolishly.

"Woof woof..."

Wuying barked twice as well, and Xiaoqiu reached out and hugged its head, kicking its little feet up and down, looking very happy.

Hearing her daughter's happy laughter, even though the brake talisman didn't allow her to see her daughter in the rearview mirror, she still couldn't help but take a look.

Then she saw the little windmill spinning around and realized that Mr. Shen was a very gentle person.

She couldn't help but glance at Shen Qingzhou sitting in the passenger seat out of the corner of her eye, only to see that he had a cigarette in his mouth, but it wasn't lit, as if he was thinking about something.

"Has the matter not been resolved?" Jiang Xinyue asked with some concern.

"How is that possible?" Shen Qingzhou snapped out of her daze, sat up straight, and said, "With me in charge, it'll be a piece of cake."

Shen Qingzhou had an air of "I'm the best, I'm number one in the world," which made Jiang Xinyue chuckle slightly. She thought that Shen Qingzhou had a cute, childlike charm.

"Yes, the fee this time is 50,000 yuan, not a penny less," Shen Qingzhou said.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xinyue couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. Shen Qingzhou's earning speed was truly astounding. Excluding the 120,000 yuan she had paid, Shen Qingzhou had already earned 780,000 yuan in just the few days since she started working there, not even counting the 50,000 yuan she earned today.

What surprised Jiang Xinyue the most was that Shen Qingzhou transferred all of this income to the welfare home's account, leaving himself with not a single penny. He lived a very frugal life and didn't even have enough money for a taxi.

Even without Xiao Qiu's affair, she would have been willing to "support" such a person. She would have been willing to provide him with three meals a day, let alone just one.

Shen Qingzhou had no idea what she was thinking and continued, "After he pays, he will contact you and ask why his grandson cries every night."

Jiang Xinyue was also very curious, so she listened attentively.

"Just tell him that too many people died in his daughter-in-law's womb, black and white, and those baby ghosts are crawling on his grandson's head, almost like Oreos, disturbing his grandson's peace. No wonder he's crying."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xinyue's eyes widened in surprise.

"Is his... his daughter-in-law really that promiscuous?"

"A woman left behind," Shen Qingzhou said.

Jiang Xinyue remained silent.

"besides……"

Shen Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, unsure whether she should tell Jiang Yuangui about this.

Jiang Xinyue noticed that Shen Qingzhou suddenly stopped halfway through his sentence, so she turned her head and looked at him curiously.

Jiang Xinyue didn't press for details and waited quietly for what was to come. After a few minutes, Shen Qingzhou finally spoke again: "Just tell him that his grandson has no relation to him as grandfather and grandson. If he can confirm that his son is his biological son, then let him go to the hospital for a checkup."

This is why Shen Qingzhou didn't explain this directly to Jiang Yuangui earlier, because if she had, Jiang Yuangui might really have refused to pay the money.

"You mean that child isn't of the Jiang family bloodline?" Jiang Xinyue was shocked again.

"Yes, that's true," Shen Qingzhou said.

"How did you figure that out? By looking at their face?" Jiang Xinyue asked curiously.

I guess so.

Shen Qingzhou gave a casual reply without offering any further explanation.

Because Shen Qingzhou didn't learn the truth through facial features, but through the connection between bloodlines.

The car quickly arrived at Shen Qingzhou's office building; it was already past five in the afternoon.

So after Shen Qingzhou got out of the car, he said directly to Jiang Xinyue, "You don't need to go up. Take Xiao Qiu home."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xinyue hesitated slightly before asking, "So, what are you having for dinner tonight?"

"Isn't there still instant noodles? I'll have instant noodles for dinner," Shen Qingzhou said nonchalantly.

"Then I'll cook you two dishes. There are some ready-made in the fridge, it's not much trouble, and it's still early..." Jiang Xinyue rambled on and on.

Shen Qingzhou interrupted her directly, saying, "Okay, then you can go back after you've had dinner."

"Oh? Okay."

Jiang Xinyue was surprised that Shen Qingzhou agreed so readily, so she nodded quickly.

"You go ahead and I'll park the car for a bit," she said.

"Wait a minute." Shen Qingzhou called out to Jiang Xinyue, who was about to start the accelerator.

Then he half-crawled into the car window, pressed himself against her body, and took out the little windmill from the armrest box.

During this process, the two inevitably had some physical contact, and Jiang Xinyue's cheeks turned red.

Shen Qingzhou shook the small windmill in her hand, making it spin. "Alright, go park the car. Xiao Qiu, let's go back first."

As he spoke, he held up the windmill and strode forward, the windmill spinning rapidly in his hands.

Xiao Qiu and Wu Ying followed behind him, shouting and yelling as they chased after him.

"Brother, wait for me..."

"Woof woof..."

Watching Shen Qingzhou's tall and straight figure leave, Jiang Xinyue's heart, which had just accelerated, did not calm down; in fact, it seemed to beat even faster.

I took a deep sniff and could still smell Shen Qingzhou's pleasant scent.

Summer clothes are already light and thin, and there seems to be a lingering tingling sensation on my chest from the light touch.

Her body, which had been idle for a long time, was particularly sensitive. She felt a burning sensation in her lower body and her head was spinning. It took her a while to recover before she restarted the car.

Shen Qingzhou slumped on the sofa like a lord, tilting his head back and exhaling smoke rings.

Xiao Qiu sat to the side, watching cartoons on her mother's laptop, occasionally giggling.

Then, subconsciously, she leaned her body against Shen Qingzhou, while Wu Ying rested her head on her lap, seemingly asleep.

Jiang Xinyue was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron, glancing back every now and then with a smile on her lips. She never imagined that she would have such a day.

"The food is ready, let's eat."

Jiang Xinyue carried the dishes out of the kitchen, her voice filled with joy.

"So lavish?"

Shen Qingzhou was also surprised that Jiang Xinyue had managed to prepare several dishes in such a short time.

"Would you like some wine?" Jiang Xinyue asked.

Shen Qingzhou: ……