Chapter 24 Chapter 24 11/4 update.

Hearing the sky-high price of "one hundred million", Sang Wanwan's eyebrows inevitably moved, and she raised her head and glanced over lazily.

Her eyes first fell on Song Ting.

After looking at him for a long time, I was sure that this person was indeed Song Ting, but he had lost a lot of weight, his face was pale, and his dark circles under his eyes were as dark as those of the national treasure panda. The fear in his eyes was not concealed at all.

Compared to his previous arrogant and demanding appearance, he now looks much more pleasing to the eye.

Thinking about how he offered "one hundred million" for his life right away, Sang Wanwan couldn't help but sigh that these young masters from wealthy families were really rich.

She lowered her head, sighed, and said to Chi Junyu, "I didn't expect that Song Ting, who doesn't run a family company and walks around all day pretending to be cool, could actually come up with 100 million. Husband, do you have any ideas?"

Chi Junyu's body tensed slightly, and he felt bitter in his heart when he heard her words.

Wanwan finally realized that most of the people she knew were very rich?

As long as she leaves him, she can pick anyone in her circle who is young, handsome, strong and rich, unlike him who is disabled and penniless and needs her to waste her time taking care of him every day.

In the past, he had a healthy body and extraordinary money ability, which could fulfill almost all of Wanwan's wishes.

What now?

Not only is he disabled and penniless, even when Wanwan hoped that he could be admitted to the Unnatural Events Management Bureau, he lost the qualification due to his disabled legs.

Chi Junyu looked up at her, as if he wanted to engrave her face deeply in his mind.

Sang Wanwan smiled at him and said before he could say anything: "I do have an idea."

Chi Junyu's heart dropped, as if he had fallen into an abyss. Have you decided? Are you going to... abandon him?

"The wealth of this group of people is beyond my imagination. I was too conservative before," Sang Wanwan said with a smile, "Husband, the manor you wanted is now available."

Sang Wanwan is still thinking about it.

On the day when the variety show was first broadcast, the rented manor was bought by Chi Junyu for her. On that day, Chi Junyu mentioned this matter to her in a depressed mood.

Chi Junyu: “……?”

He was stunned. What manor?

Song Ting was completely panicked this time.

Sang Wanwan just looked at him for a while without saying anything, then quickly turned away and lowered her head to talk to her disabled husband.

I don’t know what they were talking about. During the conversation, that woman Sang Wanwan even smiled, and that smile looked particularly scary and creepy to him.

She wouldn't just stand by and watch him die, would she?

Sweat broke out on Song Ting's forehead again, as he recalled the unpleasantness between them the last time they met. That woman, Sang Wanwan, said that if he was in danger again, she would never save him, even if he was offered 100 million.

Song Ting: “!!!”

His legs went limp and if it weren't for his strong willpower he would have fainted.

The bald headmaster turned around and roared with a dark face: "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and take these three bastards away."

His face was grim, and he said sinisterly, "It seems that we are too kind to them in the past, so this time we will punish them ten times in a row. Punish them, punish them to death."

The three men's heads were filled with the words "ten continuous punishments".

Ten times! They couldn’t bear it once, and after ten times they would be tortured to the point of going crazy.

The three of them shouted at the same time in a sad and angry tone: "Sang Wanwan, you have such a cruel heart!"

After hearing what the principal said, the head teacher and several teachers who were holding them grabbed their clothes and dragged them away like dead dogs.

Song Mian couldn't bear to see their miserable plight.

But this is a high-level undead realm, and she doesn't know why these ghosts are so friendly to Sang Wanwan, but according to past experience, such friendliness is usually conditional.

As for the specific conditions, who knows? But they are certainly difficult conditions.

Therefore, she could not be generous enough to ask Sang Wanwan to save them.

"Wait a moment."

Sang Wanwan spoke.

Sang Xueruo and the other two looked ecstatic, and Song Mian also looked at her in surprise and shock.

Sang Wanwan just looked at Song Ting: "You just said one hundred million."

Song Ting nodded frantically: "Yes, yes, one hundred million!"

Sang Wanwan smiled and said slowly, "You must have a lot of real estate under your name, right? One hundred million, plus a manor."

"Okay, okay, I promise, I promise!" Song Ting nodded madly without even thinking.

Any amount of money is worth it as long as it can get him away from these perverted teachers.

Sang Wanwan looked at the bald middle-aged man next to her and said, "Principal, I want this student from your school."

"This..." The bald headmaster was embarrassed, "It's a bit against the rules."

Sang Wanwan raised her hand and signaled Hu Zhengzheng to come forward.

Hu Zhengzheng walked over with a confused look on her face.

Sang Wanwan took out ten strawberries from the bag she was carrying and stuffed them into the principal's hand. "Don't worry, I understand this kind of thing. This is a small gift from me to you."

The principal said subconsciously: "You may not know that I am not something that humans can't eat. Even if you eat me, it won't taste like chewing air."

Sang Wanwan: “You try it.”

The principal finally realized something was wrong.

Why do these strawberries have a special and strange fragrance? Wait... fragrance? They can also smell?!

The principal didn't know how many years he had been dead. When he woke up from his confused state, he appeared in this school.

As a ghost, he does not have the five senses of humans.

The principal took a strawberry, put it in his mouth, bit it gently, and then-

"!!!"

The long-lost taste that seemed like it was from the last century exploded in his mouth. The principal's eyes bulged slightly, his whole body trembled, and he was so excited that he turned into puffs of smoke and dispersed, only to gather again after a few seconds.

"Hey, hey, hey," the principal said with his tongue tied and wrinkles on his face. He stroked his bald head, "Okay, okay, you want to take that student away? No problem, absolutely no problem, hahahaha."

He laughed and waved.

The head teacher of the grade was holding Song Ting, and he immediately let go when he saw what happened.

Song Ting's legs were extremely weak at first, but suddenly his body seemed to be injected with strength, and he raised his legs and ran towards Sang Wanwan.

He had never felt for even a second that Sang Wanwan was a good person, like he did at this moment. She was beautiful, kind-hearted, a bodhisattva with boundless merits, and a reincarnated goddess...

Song Ting piled all kinds of adjectives on Sang Wanwan in his mind, ran to hide behind her, with only one thought in his mind: he was safe, he was finally safe.

After getting the money and saving the person, Sang Wanwan was satisfied. She shook hands with the principal, exchanged a few words, and prepared to leave and continue to visit the next place.

When Sang Xuerou and Rong Qing saw that Sang Wanwan was about to leave, their hearts skipped a beat and fear instantly filled their hearts.

How could she just leave like this? How could she leave? They are still in the hands of these perverts!

"Wanwan, Wanwan!" Sang Xueruo screamed heartbreakingly, "I'm your sister."

She habitually wanted to use the identity of "sister" to morally blackmail Sang Wanwan.

Sang Wanwan glanced at her.

Meeting her cold gaze, Sang Xueruo suddenly remembered that the two of them were already at loggerheads, but they just didn't say it openly... No, it was just her who didn't say it openly.

Sang Wanwan had clearly declared war on her since that incident in the hospital. In this situation, no amount of moral kidnapping would be of any use.

Because Sang Wanwan has really changed, becoming cold and heartless.

Sang Xueruo immediately changed her strategy, "I'll give you money too, one hundred million plus a five-story villa."

"And I, and I," Rong Qing said anxiously, his face twisted, "One hundred million plus a manor, I can give it to you too!"

The principal saw that Sang Wanwan knew these people and asked quickly, "Do you need them?"

He was ready to wave his hands and ask his men to release the person.

Song Mian beside her also looked at her expectantly.

Sang Wanwan shook her head, made a regretful expression, and said faintly: "No, I don't have any strawberries anymore."

A look of surprise flashed across the principal's face.

He never opened his mouth and never stopped asking Sang Wanwan to give him that special strawberry again.

Ten are already very precious. As long as Sang Wanwan opens her mouth, he can release those two people immediately.

However, she specifically mentioned that there were no strawberries.

The principal is also a human being... a smart one. Thinking back on everything that happened, he instantly understood the implication in Sang Wanwan's words.

The principal immediately stopped smiling and said sternly, "If that's the case, there's nothing I can do. I just like strawberries, and if you don't, I can't let them go."

Song Mian's face froze.

Because there were not many strawberries left, the ghost principal and his men refused to let her go. And just over two hours ago, she ate so many strawberries that she burped.

She is really guilty!

Sang Wanwan was very considerate and said, "I understand. I understand everything."

"But," the principal said, his eyes rolling around as he looked at Song Ting, "You can change someone else. Anyway, the compensation they give you is about the same."

Sang Xueruo and the other two were stunned.

Sang Wanwan glanced at the principal with admiration in her eyes. He was truly an expert at reading people's expressions.

“Sang Wanwan, I’ll raise the price!” Rong Qing was the first to react, shouting with a distorted face, “Save me, I’ll give you 100 million!”

Sang Xuerou refused to be outdone, "I can also add more money, 120 million."

Song Ting's face turned pale and black, switching wildly between two impossible colors, and he waited for Sang Xuerou and Rong Qing with fierce eyes.

As the two of them were bidding one million at a time, he closed his eyes and shouted, "One hundred and fifty million, plus three manors!"

"Okay, deal." Sang Wanwan made the final decision. "Song Ting, congratulations, you got the only precious spot."

Song Ting's heart was bleeding.

Originally, 100 million plus a manor would be enough, but for these two people, he had to give 50 million more and two manors.

After hearing what Sang Wanwan said, he finally felt relieved, but at the same time he hated Sang Xuerou and Rong Qing.

Sang Xueluo and Rong Qing were both in disbelief. When they heard the sinister sneers from the evil teachers who were escorting them, they felt a chill in their hearts. When they wanted to speak again, their mouths were covered and they were dragged away.

…

Having earned 150 million plus three manors, Sang Wanwan was extremely satisfied.

After taking the key from the principal, she left in a majestic manner with her husband and son, followed by three little followers.

The time was approaching one o'clock in the afternoon.

Sang Wanwan saw that Tuantuan in her arms was already dozing off, and thought it was time for a nap.

She stopped shopping.

The principal gave her the key to a private apartment in the school, and they quickly found the apartment.

The duplex apartment has two floors and a total of ten rooms.

Sang Wanwan brought her husband and son directly into the master bedroom on the first floor. Hu Zhengzheng was quick to move in and grabbed the second bedroom next to the master bedroom.

Having escaped danger temporarily, Song Ting gradually came to his senses.

Then, he thought of the 150 million and three manors he had given away, and suddenly he felt a chill in his chest, and his body staggered backwards and began to sway.

Song Mian supported him in time.

Looking at Song Ting's miserable appearance, she remembered that she had just felt that Song Ting was more of a victim than she was, and she couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

She is really not a human being.

"One hundred and fifty million and three manors," Song Ting said to himself, "If those two people hadn't argued with me, I wouldn't have given the extra fifty million and two manors."

Hearing his words, Song Mian felt even more guilty and humiliated.

One hundred and fifty million, plus three manors, this is a huge amount of property. Song Ting really spent a lot of money this time.

...a bit miserable.

If she hadn't been greedy and eaten too many strawberries, Song Ting wouldn't have to pay more money, and Sang Xuerou and Rong Qing would be fine.

Due to guilt and uneasiness, Song Mian's attitude was better than ever before, and her tone was gentler than ever before.

"Don't think about it," she racked her brains to think of words of comfort, and finally said softly, "Don't think about those terrible things, let go of yourself, and try to reconcile with this world. Everything in the future will be bright and brilliant."

After Song Mian finished speaking, she shuddered and goose bumps appeared on her skin. Oh my god, I didn't expect her to say such "chicken soup for the soul" words. Why is it a bit disgusting?

Song Ting was feeling physically and mentally exhausted.

Thinking about those experiences, thinking about how I lived in fear every day, how I was tortured mentally by those strange questions, and how I had to possess myself in the movie and be tortured physically and mentally, I suddenly felt sad and like I had aged ten years.

Now, looking at Song Mian's gentle face and listening to her soft words of comfort, I could no longer hold back my tears.

He grabbed Song Mian's arm and choked up, saying, "At the critical moment, I know who is really good to me. Song Mian, I used to treat you badly because I was the head of the Song family. I looked down on you and always loved to make things difficult for you. I am really not a human being. From now on, you will be my only sister, and I will definitely treat you well, better than my own sister."

Song Mian: “…” That’s not necessary.

In the master bedroom.

Sang Wanwan carried the sleeping Tuan Tuan to the small bedroom.

After closing the door and returning to the bedroom, I turned around and looked up to find that Chi Junyu was also looking at me. His eyes were a little strange, very focused, bright, and a little different from before.

Sang Wanwan took the chair in front of the dressing table and sat down in front of him.

Along the way, Chi Junyu was thinking about one thing.

"You just said," he looked at Sang Wanwan, "what do you mean by giving me the manor?"

Sang Wanwan said, "Last time when we were filming a variety show, weren't you very sorry that the manor was sold? I told you not to worry, I would earn back all the manor houses you lost."

Chi Junyu stared at her blankly, his chest felt bloated and his throat was a little blocked, and he was unable to speak for a moment.

Sang Wanwan saw him staring at her in a daze and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chi Junyu turned his head away slightly, "Why do you want to earn it back for me?"

His original intention at that time was not to feel sorry for losing the manor, but because all those manor houses were given by him to Sang Wanwan.

But because of his accident, she had no choice but to sell all her assets, and he just felt sorry for her.

Sang Wanwan said as a matter of course, "We are husband and wife, you are my husband, I will certainly find a way to get you what you want."

Of course, breaking the law is not an option. She now wants him to be an honest, law-abiding citizen and not follow the old path described in the book.

Hearing her words, Chi Junyu's gaze fell on her face again.

At this moment, there was a voice in his heart that kept encouraging him and urging him to ask the questions that were suppressed in his heart.

Maybe, she had liked him a little bit back then.

Chi Junyu's eyes gradually became firm, "Wanwan."

Sang Wanwan looked at him.

"I have something to ask you." Chi Junyu's heartbeat quickened, and his palms began to sweat again because of nervousness. "If you hadn't drunk that drugged wine, and we hadn't had sex by accident, and you hadn't gotten pregnant, would you still have married me?"

After asking the questions that had been kept deep in his heart for all these years, his rapidly beating heart suddenly calmed down.

Sang Wanwan was stunned for a few seconds, shook her head and said bluntly: "No."

At that time, she and Chi Junyu had only met a few times occasionally, and they had never even spoken to each other. They were just strangers to each other.

Back then, Chi Junyu was the "Midnight Touch" in the circle, the most capable young man. Everyone wanted to get close to him, while she was excluded, hated and hated by everyone.

They were originally two parallel lines. Why would she want to marry him if she was not sick?

Chi Junyu's face turned pale instantly, and the veins on his forehead bulged slightly. After a long time, he turned his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, I understand."

He was just daydreaming and being too sentimental.

Sang Wanwan saw that he was not in the right state again. Her eyelids twitched and she looked: “…?”

What did he know? What's with that look on his face?