Chapter 2: Crossing Benefits
Jian Qingyi curled her lips slightly and responded with a provocative smile.
"You damn girl..." The anger that Mao Chunqiao had suppressed with great difficulty suddenly rose to the top of her head again.
"Mom..." Jian Zhongliang called out again in a deep voice.
Mao Chunqiao was unwilling, but since her son had spoken, she couldn't afford to offend him, so she could only glare at Jian Qingyi angrily.
Jian Qingyi responded with a big eye roll.
Jian Zhongliang, who saw all of this, frowned with a headache.
Jian Qingyi threw away her shoes and lay back on the hospital bed. "I've said everything I need to say. If you force me to marry that butcher again, the worst that can happen is I'll just die again..."
"Who are you trying to scare?" Mao Chunqiao said angrily.
Jian Qingyi ignored her and said to herself: "Where am I going to die this time?"
She rested her chin on her hand, looking distressed.
"I don't know if that crooked tree in front of the candy factory can hold me up. I might as well go to Director Wu's house..."
"Jian Qingyi..." Jian Zhongliang's forehead veins bulged.
Realizing his own loss of composure, Jian Zhongliang took a deep breath and slowed down his tone. "If you don't like Wang Jiawang, we can discuss it later. There's no need to joke with your own life."
"There is no room for negotiation on this matter. If you really like that butcher and insist on having him as your son-in-law, don't you already have a daughter..." Jian Qingyi glanced at Li Meiqian next to him.
These words made the three people's faces, which were not very good to begin with, look even uglier.
"Your sister still has to study..." Li Meiqian forced a smile.
"She wants to study? Doesn't that mean I don't have to study? Or is it that a child like me who lives under a stepmother doesn't deserve to study?" Jian Qingyi snorted.
"Yi Yi, that's not what I meant..." Li Meiqian's eyes suddenly turned red.
"Jian Qingyi, how can you talk like that? Ever since your Aunt Li came to our house, she has always thought of you first. How dare you hurt her like this?" Jian Zhongliang couldn't stand it anymore.
"She thinks of me in everything, but to find me an old widower whose wife has died? Why doesn't she find an old widower for her own daughter? If she wants to find an old widower like a butcher for her own daughter, I will slap myself in the face and kowtow to her to apologize." Jian Qingyi turned over and sat up.
This time, Jian Zhongliang and Li Meiqian were silent.
"I was the one who arranged your marriage with Wang Jiawang. Why are you mad at your Aunt Li?" Mao Chunqiao jumped out.
"Tell me, if the leaders of the Beijing Military Region Headquarters knew that you were a feudal remnant who arranged marriages and sold your granddaughter to get out of poverty and become rich, would they conduct a strict investigation for three generations?" Jian Qingyi curled her lips maliciously.
"You dare..." Mao Chunqiao felt like a chicken with its neck strangled, and she had trouble breathing.
"Then give it a try." Jian Qingyi's eyes were cold.
Seeing that a quarrel was about to break out again, Jian Zhongliang hurried out to smooth things over, and finally persuaded Mao Chunqiao to leave after much persuasion.
"I have no money to eat." Seeing Jian Zhongliang trying to escape, Jian Qingyi quickly spoke up.
Jian Zhongliang moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but when he met Jian Qingyi's eyes that were cold and without a trace of warmth, he immediately gave up the idea of preaching and quickly took out the money.
Jian Qingyi looked at the crumpled banknotes in his hand with great disdain...
Three dollars and forty-two cents.
"Does the hospital make people laugh?"
Jian Zhongliang took out two more big unity notes with a gloomy face.
Seeing his face full of pain, Jian Qingyi almost rolled her eyes to the sky.
In her previous life, the tip she gave always started at a thousand yuan.
Thinking of the original owner's four pockets that were cleaner than his face, Jian Qingyi sighed softly, folded the Great Unity and Mao Zedong notes and put them in his pockets.
After locking the door, washing his hands, and lying back on the hospital bed, Jian Qingyi looked at the gray ceiling and couldn't help sighing in his heart.
If the helicopter hadn't had an accident, she would be lying on the beach of the dream island sunbathing.
When I think about this...
Jian Qingyi's heart ached.
Suddenly there was a flash of white light.
Jian Qingyi subconsciously thought it was lightning.
The next moment, she was completely stunned.
The waves gently hit the rocks, white clouds float in the blue sky, and the cries of seagulls can be heard from time to time in the distance...
Just when Jian Qingyi suspected that she was dreaming...
"hiss……"
The sharp pain from her feet made her gasp.
Look down.
At her feet, a palm-sized crab was waving one of its claws at her, while the other claw was tightly clamped on her little foot.
That arrogant look really needs to be dealt with.
Jian Qingyi turned it into a one-armed hero with a backhand move.
Looking at the bruised little feet, she slowly came back to her senses from her previous shock.
I also slowly sorted out my thoughts.
Did she enter a certain dimension?!
Jian Qingyi tentatively thought about going out.
The next second, she was back in the hospital bed.
She thought of Kojima again.
As expected, she immediately appeared in a hospital gown on a dreamy island with bright sunshine and green trees.
The lush green vegetation and blooming flowers on the green grass make the island beautiful and mysterious.
Every breath you take is filled with the refreshing fragrance of flowers.
She ran along the path all the way to the front of the villa and reached out to the combination lock impatiently.
After a "beep", the door opened.
At first glance, it is an extremely luxurious hall, with intricate crystal chandeliers emitting a cold light.
Every detail in the villa has been carefully designed and crafted, making this villa not only extremely comfortable to live in, but also like a perfect work of art.
Not knowing what she was thinking of, she suddenly crossed the hall and ran straight to the back of the villa.
Jian Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the food and daily necessities stored in the warehouse were still there.
She grabbed an apple, rubbed it casually on her clothes, and started to chew it with a "crunch, crunch" sound.
After checking the storage, Jian Qingyi went to the cloakroom on the second floor of her villa.
After searching for a while, she collapsed on the sofa in frustration.
In a dressing room of several hundred square meters, I can't find many styles of clothes suitable for today's wear.
And the fabrics of those clothes...
If you are targeted by someone with ulterior motives, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Thinking of the original owner's shabby red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple clothes, she jumped up from the sofa.
She ran downstairs and came back with an exquisitely crafted sewing kit in her hand.
Grandma Jian Qingyi's double-sided three-dimensional embroidery is world-famous, and any one of her embroidery pieces is a collectible treasure.
Although Jian Qingyi did not inherit her grandmother's unique skills, she was still able to change the style of clothes with ease.
With Jian Qingyi's skillful hands, although the styles of the clothes are not as fashionable as before, they have a touch of retro freshness and elegance.
After taking a nice bath, Jian Qingyi felt relaxed.
Standing in front of the huge bathroom mirror, the person in the mirror has a small oval face the size of a palm, a high little nose, pink lips, and a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes, pure and charming.
If you look closely, it looks pretty good.
It’s just this bangs…
It's really an eyesore.
Jian Qingyi reached out and lifted up her thick bangs in dissatisfaction...
Willow-leaf eyebrows.
Tsk!
Not bad! Not bad!
Jian Qingyi looked down...
Although the front is not as big as hers, to be honest, this waist is indeed thinner than hers.
And these legs...
It’s so straight!
And this skin...
So delicate!
Jian Qingyi couldn't help but raised her hand and rubbed it.
It’s good to be young!
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