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Chapter 128 Happiness Until Old Age
Yun Wangshu had no ambition or particular desire to strive. Her newfound life had become somewhat mundane after those ten years. She no longer needed to plan for a stable life; she only needed to enjoy it.
Xiao Yunshu never got to see tomorrow, but she did.
To keep her promise, she gave all the dividends she earned from Chen Ye to Tian Juan, allowing her to thrive in the new world. With her and Chen Ye looking after her, the Tian family's standard of living improved dramatically.
Seeing how well she was doing, Tian Juan's husband finally felt relieved and quit his job to work with her. In just a few years, they established a clothing factory and even had their own brand.
One day, Tian Juan found Yun Wangshu and, with tears in her eyes, told him about a dream in which she suffered greatly, died tragically, and was unable to return home to reunite with her family.
"Young lady, it's so wonderful to be able to see this country as it is now and live this kind of life..."
Yun Wangshu hugged her, as a response: "Since it's good, then don't look back. Keep moving forward. Even if you take the wrong path, it doesn't matter. With me here, you can always afford to lose."
Tian Juan laughed and cried at the same time, holding Yun Wangshu tightly and refusing to let go. She knew that her little lady was different.
In the 1990s, Chen Ye began to venture into real estate. He was indeed a born businessman and made a fortune in just a few years. Most importantly, he was not only wealthy but also generous. Each member of his family owned a building in Shanghai, a building in Beijing, and a building in Guangzhou.
Xiao Hua especially liked this kind of person; Yun Wangshu could hear it trying to scam Chen Ye every day.
"Master, Ye-ge is truly the best older brother in history!"
"Master, do you think if I go and say hello to Brother Ye, he might give me a building too?"
"Master, Ye Ge is gay and has no children. How about I become his child? I'll give all my inheritance to you when the time comes!"
"Master, do I have a chance to become human?"
Finally, Yun Wangshu lost her patience and tied it up tightly, locking it in the space.
Because Yun Wangshu provided the country with a lot of information, China's development speed far exceeded that of the China in the memories of the otherworldly soul. After the millennium, China had already gained a significant international position.
Technological advancements have brought about a qualitative leap in life, and Yun Wangshu is living the life she always dreamed of. Because she doesn't know where she will go in the future, she has stockpiled a lot of things.
If she can enter reincarnation after death, it's fine if the space doesn't follow her; if it does, she still needs to have things she likes. If she has to continue drifting on the river after death, then she also needs things to relieve her boredom.
Or perhaps this life will end when it does, in which case there's no need for her to worry about it.
For a long time, Yun Wangshu traveled around, collecting things that interested him everywhere, while Xiao Hua was like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins, running around in the deep mountains and forests. Even the primeval forest that no one could control was treated as a natural treasure trove by it, and almost all kinds of mineral veins, rare plants and animals were taken into its space.
Yun Wangshu had nothing to say, and just kept traveling, traveling, and traveling. When she returned to China, she was almost sixty years old.
During this time, Su Meiyun got married and had a son. Now her son's child is in elementary school and loves to stick to Wen Ting's side every day. It is said that he raised him from a young age.
Chen Ye and Qi Yuan remained together; they had become characters in someone else's story. Only Zhao Kuo remained steadfastly a bachelor, worrying every day about whether his sister had died out there.
Honestly, if it weren't for the widespread use of mobile phones later on, which prevented Yun Wangshu from losing contact with her family, Zhao Kuo would probably have erected a monument for her.
After returning to China, Yun Wangshu settled in Shanghai. Instead of living in her own building, she moved next door to Zhao Kuo, who had already bought the apartment for his sister.
For the next few decades, Yun Wangshu lived a peaceful and quiet life as an obedient younger sister, with someone taking care of her every need, and she was truly happy until old age.