In an instant, Jiang Qingwan's head lost its support and fell limply to the ground, never to be heard again.
But Jiang Qingwan felt like her head was about to explode, and scenes of the apocalypse flashed through her mind.
Various aspects of human depravity, the cunning of zombies, desolate cities, and perilous forests appear alternately.
Finally, a powerful beam of white light cleaved everything in two.
Jiang Qingwan suddenly opened her eyes and found herself standing in front of someone who looked familiar but whom she hadn't seen in a long time.
The woman in the red dress, clutching a stack of documents, angrily slammed them onto Jiang Qingwan's desk with a loud thud.
"Jiang Qingwan, look at the work you've done! You've made me get a scolding from my boss."
Jiang Qingwan glanced at the date on her computer desktop; it was 2099. This was the year before the apocalypse.
Contrary to her usual behavior, Jiang Qingwan no longer acted submissively and chose not to swallow her anger as she began to organize the stack of documents.
He grabbed the pile of documents and threw them at her face.
This was accompanied by loud complaints: "Haha, you make your colleagues do the work your boss gives you all day long, aren't you ashamed?"
"What's it to me? I'm already being generous by doing it for you. Why are you being so picky? Why don't you just ask your boss to do it for you?"
Everyone in the office was stunned.
Looking at the A4 papers fluttering in the air and the angry woman in the red dress, everyone felt they needed some melon seeds to eat.
"Those who have connections should act like they have connections and stop causing trouble. Don't they know she's the boss's wife?" Jiang Qingwan said jokingly.
Not long after the apocalypse, she finally discovered why this woman was so arrogant and domineering.
It turns out he had connections with high-ranking officials, and there were improper relationships involved.
"I'm leaving now. I don't need to go to this class." Jiang Qingwan picked up her bag, left the rest of her things, and strode out of the office.
His back view remains, providing fodder for gossip.
Completely ignoring the changing expressions behind her, she transformed into a screaming chicken, angrily cursing "Jiang Qingwan, are you crazy?" and other troublemakers, as well as a large group of ordinary colleagues who were whispering among themselves after eating another piece of gossip.
As Jiang Qingwan walked out of the company gate, she happened to see a taxi with its driver's seat sign on and waved it down.
After arriving home, Jiang Qingwan slumped onto the sofa and sighed, "Ah, it's been so long since I've felt this at ease. It's so good that this isn't the apocalypse."
It is now December 27, 2099, only 4 days away from the end times in 2100.
That day, the sun suddenly stopped rising, and the cold moon turned from white to red, taking over the sun's role and hanging high in the sky.
And rainwater is no longer a gentle, silent nourishment, but a direct irrigation of the earth, changing the history of humankind's rapid and peaceful development.
A new era has begun, filled with cruelty, violence, and endless darkness, with the road ahead seemingly endless.
The phone rang, and Jiang Qingwan turned on speakerphone.
Keep your phone far away from you.
A loud voice, speaking rapidly like a machine gun, rattled off a string of words: "Qingwan, you have to come home for dinner tonight. How can you be such a wild child who's never home?"
Jiang Qingwan casually replied, "Okay, okay, I'll go back tonight." She didn't bother to argue at all.
After receiving a satisfactory answer, the person on the other end of the phone hung up immediately.
If this were her previous life, Jiang Qingwan would never have gone; she was just an unwanted wild child.
He lived independently in an orphanage for 18 years before adulthood. After adulthood, he worked part-time to attend university, and after graduation, he found a menial job to barely make ends meet.
Then one day, someone suddenly showed up at her door with a paternity test report, claiming to be her biological child and now wanting to be recognized as her ancestor.
Jiang Qingwan had once looked forward to reuniting with her family, but instead, she encountered a whole host of unpleasant things.
The biological parents had a daughter who was mistakenly raised, but no one knew it and they devoted themselves to raising her for many years.
Their food, clothing, and daily necessities were all exquisite, and they had learned the shrewd ideas of high society one after another.
That's right, Jiang Qingwan's biological parents are quite wealthy, so they felt there was no problem raising both children together.
Some even felt that Jiang Qingwan was not worldly-wise and was not as good as Jiang Si, the fake heiress who had been carefully raised since childhood.
After all, Jiang Si has been in high society since childhood, and she can help her friends when she inherits the family business.
Originally, they planned to pay attention and see how to establish a family relationship, and what the value would be.
However, the old man cared a lot about blood ties, and after learning about this, he immediately ordered Jiang Qingwan's parents to bring their biological child back.
This shows that we cannot be negligent; how can we allow our bloodline to be lost abroad?
So Jiang Qingwan's parents were caught off guard and hurriedly drove to the residence where they were investigating, thinking they should bring her back first before completing their mission.
The doorbell rang, and Jiang Qingwan put down what she was holding and opened the door.
A middle-aged couple, strangers to each other, were well-maintained and dressed elegantly.
The man calmly said, "You are our daughter who has been lost for many years. Now come home with us."
The woman beside him nodded, her expression indifferent.
Anyone with eyes could see that the couple was in a hurry, as if they were doing business.
There wasn't a single unusual emotion about it.
Although Jiang Qingwan was surprised, she assumed that her parents were so excited to find her that they had rushed over from another city overnight and were exhausted.
If they hadn't produced a written paternity test report, she would never have readily admitted to their relationship.
Thinking that this might be fate, after years of entering my DNA information into the public security system to search for relatives, I finally saw the light at the end of the tunnel today.
Let's take a look at the luxury cars that were there to pick us up.
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