"Wen Lechun has had a tough time too."
Yang Shujue frowned, looked at her and said, "What's wrong with you? Why do you always pick men with dangerous jobs? What will you do for the rest of your life if something happens to him?"
"What do you mean by 'how' to live? Just live like this."
Lin Jingyu responded calmly, "Life and death are predestined, wealth and honor are determined by fate. He has his own destiny and responsibilities, and we also have our own paths in life."
The path one chooses to take is both a personal choice and a mission given by God.
Things will remain the same as before.
There's no need to overthink it.
"You see through everything so clearly, no wonder you're not cute at all."
Yang Shujue couldn't help but purse her lips, "Do you know what people outside say about you? Cold-faced female demon, people who don't know you would think you're an assassin."
"Calling me an assassin wouldn't be wrong."
Lin Jingyu curled her lips, "You know that the bounty on me has now reached fifty million."
I wonder if they've broken the bounty record yet.
"Hearing you say that, the two of you really do seem like a perfect match."
Yang Shujue was both amused and exasperated. "We're all walking on a knife's edge. One wrong move and we'll be going to have tea with the King of Hell."
It's ridiculous to think about those people who envy and are jealous of you.
They only see your glamour and power, but they don't consider what kind of life you lead every day.
"You can't talk about ice with a summer insect."
Lin Jingyu smiled and said, "Why bother getting angry with unimportant people?"
Let others say what they want; we don't need to live our lives according to their opinions.
"Alright, let's not talk about these things anymore."
Yang Shujue felt increasingly frustrated as the conversation continued, so she changed the subject, "I remember you were in charge of the State Administration of Radio and Television, right?"
Lin Jingyu nodded slightly. "What's wrong?"
"The Spring Festival Gala!"
Yang Shujue rolled her eyes. "What time is it? You still haven't gotten the Spring Festival Gala out? Are you too lax about this aspect of entertainment leadership?"
"Spring Festival Gala?"
Lin Jingyu stroked her chin. "You reminded me a little too late. If it had been a month earlier, I could have put together a makeshift troupe, gathered some people to sing and dance, and put on a few shows to entertain them."
For now, we can only wait until next year.
"I don't think you care about it at all."
Yang Shujue shook her head helplessly, "By the way, after the New Year, when are you planning to go to Xiangdu? I'll go with you then."
"Are you planning to buy some properties in Xiangdu?"
"Is that even a question? You've all bought a lot of houses and shops, but I haven't even started yet."
"Okay, since you have this plan, I'll let you know when I go."
...
After finishing their meal, the two went shopping together.
They didn't go home until evening.
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