"Go die somewhere far away, don't dirty the Su family's land!"
Su Lenghe dragged her 24-inch suitcase out of the Su family's gate.
Two servants beside her, cracking sunflower seeds, spat in her direction and said, "A fake like her has the nerve to live in the Su family for twenty years."
"You're so slow and indecisive. You've been a bloodsucker in the Su family for so many years, your skin is thicker than a city wall!"
"You've been a fake heiress in the Su family for over twenty years. Let's see how you survive without the Su family!"
"Don't say that. She's quite good-looking. Even if she leaves the Su family, she can still make money with her looks!"
"Hahaha..." The two servants burst into laughter.
Su Lenghe narrowed her eyes slightly, and a golden light emanated from her fingertips.
The golden light disappeared into the servants' bodies without their knowledge.
They were accomplices in the original owner's death, so Su Lenghe decided to repay them in kind!
"Boom!" Just moments ago the sky was clear and blue, but suddenly a torrential downpour began.
"Bang!" The door behind her slammed shut, sending a gust of wind through her hair.
Su Lenghe stared at the raindrops falling like broken beads, her cold eyes revealing no emotion. Her slender, white fingers tucked her seaweed-like black hair behind her ear, creating an extreme visual contrast.
The door behind him suddenly opened, and a card was handed out: "This is 100,000 yuan. Take it and live a good life. Consider it compensation from the Su family."
"No need." Su Lenghe refused without even turning her head.
How ironic!
Yesterday was the original owner's 22nd birthday, and the Su family held a grand birthday banquet for her. Unexpectedly, the main character of the banquet was changed.
The Su family announced on the spot that Su Lenghe was only an adopted daughter of the Su family, and that her boyfriend, who was supposed to be engaged to her at the birthday banquet, would be engaged to the real daughter of the Su family.
The Su family even wanted to kick her out, and even called her a bloodsucker of the Su family.
The original owner went to question her parents, only to find the family of three sitting together, enjoying each other's company.
After suffering repeated setbacks, the original owner sought comfort from her friends, only to find that her former friends also ridiculed her in every way.
She has lost everything: family, love, and friends.
Unable to withstand the blow, the original owner chose to end her own life.
Su Lenghe transmigrated at this time. She was originally the number one person in the cultivation world in metaphysics, but she failed to survive the Heavenly Tribulation and died.
I thought I would be annihilated, but when I opened my eyes, I found myself in the body of someone with the same name.
She received some information from the original owner of the body, but before she could digest it, she was kicked out of the Su family.
"Bang—" A black car suddenly skidded and crashed into a roadside tree, snapping the tree in half.
"President Rong, President Rong!" The car is of good quality; the front of the car isn't badly deformed.
A man got out of the driver's seat, ran to the back seat, quickly opened the door, checked the situation in the back seat, and made a phone call, shouting, "Help..."
A man was lying diagonally on the back seat, with a stream of bright red blood flowing down his forehead.
Su Lenghe glanced at it, her delicate brows furrowing slightly, and quickly ran over, dragging her suitcase.
Enveloped in dark energy, he is nearing the end of his life.
"Don't worry, I will perform a ritual to help him pass on peacefully. He passed away without much difficulty," Su Lenghe comforted him.
The man was furious and said to Su Lenghe, "How can you curse people like that? Get out of the way!"
The most unacceptable thing is a wrongful death; it takes time to process. Su Lenghe let the other person vent their emotions.
After all, no one can accept the situation where someone who was just alive suddenly dies.
As she got closer, Su Lenghe noticed something was wrong. The man had a high and broad forehead, which indicated that he was a man of great wealth and honor. He also had a high and fleshy nose. How could he have died so young? And in this way?
The man's black aura contained a hint of purple, and she narrowed her eyes, a trace of surprise in them.
In metaphysics, being surrounded by black aura is a sign of bad luck, while purple aura is a sign of exceptionally good fortune.
The two are contradictory and should not appear in the same person. This is the first time Su Lenghe has seen this situation.
Su Lenghe made a protective hand seal, pointed with both hands, and a golden light fell on the man.
The driver couldn't see the golden light, but he could clearly see the man who had just looked deathly pale. His face quickly turned red: "Cough cough..."
After a violent coughing fit, the man slowly opened his eyes, his deep, dark eyes sparkling like stars in the summer night.
"Mr. Rong, you're awake!" the driver exclaimed happily. "Shall I take you back to the hospital?"
"Thanks to everyone just now..." the driver said, turning his head to look. Su Lenghe was no longer there; he could only see a small, thin figure walking away with an umbrella.
The umbrella looked so familiar. The driver glanced at the spot in the car where the umbrella used to be, but it was empty; the umbrella had long since disappeared.
Once you take action, you'll be entangled in the cause. This umbrella is the effect. Su Lenghe taking the umbrella will settle the cause and effect.
The item vanished right before his eyes. Qin Yan felt a chill run down his spine; his career was over. He secretly glanced at his boss, who was still in a daze.
While waiting for someone to pick him up, he recounted what had just happened and suggested, "Mr. Rong, she just woke you up, should we...?"
Before he could finish speaking, a rebuke rang out: "Haven't you been fooled enough yet?!"
Qin Yan lowered his head and dared not speak.
...
"bite!"
"bite!"
Su Lenghe was sitting at the bus stop waiting for the bus when she heard a sound coming from her pocket. It took her a while to realize that it was her phone ringing.
She's not very familiar with emerging technologies.
I took out my phone; it was a message from the bank.
[Dear user, your Long Card credit card ending in 1234 is overdue. The bill amount for this period is RMB 0.00, and the minimum payment is RMB 0.00. Please make the payment as soon as possible. If you have already made the payment, please ignore this message.]
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