In the system space, light and shadow intertwined, as if it were a dimension beyond reality. Here, Song Jiao quietly observed everything in the outside world.
She witnessed the two people being sent away by Shen Yufu herself, and an indescribable sense of satisfaction surged in her heart. Seeing that her enemies finally got the retribution they deserved, she felt unprecedented comfort and joy.
For Song Jiao, being able to personally understand the fate of her enemy is not only an explanation to herself, but also a special gift she gave to the original owner. This gift not only represents the end of hatred, but also symbolizes a new beginning.
After Shen Yufu defeated her two enemies, she began a new reform. She firmly believed that women should not be confined to the inner chambers, wasting their lives. Thus, the first girls' schools came into being, providing women with opportunities to learn and improve themselves.
Shen Yufu saw the infinite possibilities of women in Song Jiao. Her soul traveled to a different world and experienced a wider world. Therefore, she decided to break the old customs and allow women to go out of the house, do business, become officials, and pursue their dreams.
All of these changes stem from Song Jiao's influence and inspiration. Under Shen Yufu's leadership, the status of women has gradually risen, and they have begun to demonstrate their talents and abilities in all areas of society. The world has become more colorful because of the rise of women.
The system page pops up:
Mission Progress: 100%
Earn points:
Belief:
Merits:
System Panel
Host: Song Jiao
Spirit value:
Force value:
Luck value: 4320
integral:
Belief:
Merits:
Mission Progress: 9/10
After completing her mission, Song Jiao returned to her mansion. As soon as she entered the door, she couldn't wait to take off her shoes, as if she had unloaded a heavy burden.
What she had longed to do was rush to the bathroom, take a hot shower, and wash away all her fatigue and tension.
As the warm water brushed over her body, she felt every cell cheering and every nerve relaxing.
After taking a shower, she lay down on the big bed and sank into the soft bedding. It had been a long time since she had been on this big bed, and it had been so comfortable. She felt like she was floating on the clouds, so relaxed and at ease.
The soul seems to be liberated and the whole person is in a relaxed state.
She closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.
However, in her dream she saw a void, and suddenly a black shadow appeared, opening its bloody mouth towards her, as if to devour her.
She heard a hoarse, old voice echoing in the void: "You are the king of this world. The place you are staying now does not belong to you." Then there were continuous calls: "Come back! Come back!"
Song Jiao suddenly opened her eyes, her heartbeat accelerated, and sweat soaked her forehead.
I haven't had this dream for a long time. This is the first dream I have had since suppressing the void.
She stood up, walked to the water dispenser and got a glass of water, trying to calm herself down.
However, just as she was about to drink the water, she suddenly felt her consciousness become a little fuzzy, as if being pulled by some force.
A doomsday scene appeared before her eyes: a ruined city, a barren land, a wailing crowd...all of this terrified her.
But the next second, she returned to reality and stood in her own mansion.
She felt dizzy and weak, as if she had just experienced a thrilling adventure.
Song Jiao shook her head, trying to sober herself up.
She felt that she might have been too undisciplined during this period, which led to some mental confusion.
She thought to herself with self-mockery that she must have been too engrossed in watching gay comics to have such hallucinations.
Tuanzi sensed Song Jiao's emotional fluctuations and asked worriedly, "Did the host have that dream again?"
Song Jiao took a sip of water and said, "It's okay. I might have been too tired recently. Is there anything wrong with Ling Yi?"
"No! Ling Yi and Xia Su Nuan both started the quick-travel mission, redeeming each other and having a lot of fun role-playing." Tuanzi felt that the two knew how to relax themselves.
After applying for a double female supporting role, they lived out their lives in love in the small world and completed their tasks at the same time.
"Let's go! Let's enter the mission world!" After hearing this, Song Jiao felt that they were still the best at having fun.
"Connecting to the mission world."
After the waves of confusion disappeared, Song Jiao slowly opened her eyes.
A group of people were sitting in the large living room, all talking at once about something. At this moment, a middle-aged woman sitting on the sofa opposite picked up a suitcase and said with a smile, "Our family has brought the betrothal gift today. It's 800,000 yuan in cash!"
Song Jiao raised her eyes slightly and saw the fake money in the box at a glance.
This plot is still interesting. Why don’t you accept it first?
The original owner, He Sihui, came from a well-off family and was the daughter of the president of a large company. She had a boyfriend, Xia Zhidong, whom she had been dating for three years. When discussing marriage, He Sihui took into consideration that her boyfriend's family could not afford to buy a house in full and had no money to buy a car, so the two agreed on a dowry of 800,000 yuan.
The woman's dowry included a fully paid large apartment in Shanghai and a car worth 100W. After taking the money and going through the formalities, she took the car home.
However, Xia Zhidong's parents thought this request was like selling their daughter for a sky-high price, and they refused to do it.
They even said that the original owner had been slept with by her son for three years, and if she asked her, there was no need to pay a betrothal gift, and their family would just give her as a dowry.
Anyway, it's already second-hand, and if I marry someone else, no one will want me.
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