The sanctions from the aristocratic families came as fast as lightning.
The empire issued a decree that those who had not made any contributions to the empire for many years or had not made generous donations must leave a corresponding amount of money based on their past contributions, and the rest must be turned over to the national treasury without any error.
The Miao family was once very prosperous, but in recent years, apart from the millions they contributed in the early years, they have not made any achievements. Their fate can be imagined.
The mansion was confiscated, the property was confiscated, and all the prosperity was like a dream, vanishing in an instant.
After all, if you don’t lend a helping hand when the country is in danger, how can you enjoy prosperity in peace when the country is at peace?
What's more, Song Jiao exposed all the past misdeeds of the Miao family, causing the Miao family to be deprived of almost everything.
Ji Panpan woke up, and what she saw was beyond belief. She stared at Miao Zhongkai with wide eyes, her voice filled with despair: "No, it shouldn't be like this. We should be the first family, enjoying endless glory and wealth, why did it become like this?"
The future she saw was not like this, not at all!
The Miao family should be the richest family in the empire, and then she can become a rich lady.
Why is this happening?
She began to grab her hair frantically, pulling it out, screaming, and rolling around.
Miao Zhongkai was also stunned. He had never imagined that his family would encounter such a huge change.
Seeing Ji Panpan out of control, he was filled with rage and started beating her without saying a word until Ji Panpan was dying.
Miao's mother could not accept this cruel reality. She hurried to find Ji Panpan and begged her son to ask Song Jiao for help, hoping that she would remember their old friendship and lend a helping hand to the Miao family.
Miao Zhongkai couldn't bring himself to say it, and he would never go!
That crazy woman has done this to herself.
"Mom, you go if you want to go! I'm not going anyway!"
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Old Master Miao simply severed ties with this shameful family. After all, he had fought bravely on the front lines, and therefore received preferential treatment from the empire, allowing him to protect himself.
Miao's mother cried every day because of the lost wealth.
As soon as Ji Panpan recovered from her injuries, she was arranged to work to earn money to support the family.
In their opinion, all these misfortunes were caused by Ji Panpan.
Ji Panpan's schedule is fully scheduled, and she seems to have become a money-making machine.
However, fate did not let her off. The families of the soldiers who died because of her found her and beat her half to death on the spot.
She was thrown back into the small house rented by the Miao family again. Miao Zhongkai just looked at her indifferently and did not take any action. He did not even send her to the hospital, leaving her to fend for herself.
A week later, Ji Panpan finally couldn't hold on and passed away quietly.
In this family, no one cared about her life or death. If she ate one less meal, it meant they could eat more.
At the same time, as the commander-in-chief of the empire, Song Jiao not only bravely fought on the front lines, but also worked part-time as a food anchor.
Her live broadcast was very popular and brought a moment of joy to the people of the empire.
That day, Song Jiao had just finished the live broadcast and walked to the door when Miao Zhongkai suddenly rushed out from the side and slid to his knees in front of her.
He pleaded with his face, "Wanshu, can you help me? I have nothing now. For the sake of our past friendship, can you please save me? I'm willing to work like a slave to repay you!"
Song Jiao looked at him coldly, with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.
She raised her leg and kicked him directly: "Miao Zhongkai, do you remember? I gave you a chance, but you chose this path. Now, everything you have is your own fault. Why should I help you? Is it just because of our past friendship?"
Upon hearing this, Miao Zhongkai's face turned pale.
His lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something else to fight for the last glimmer of hope for himself, but the guards pulled him away mercilessly.
Miao Zhongkai struggled, his voice filled with despair: "I am your coach's man! You can't do this to me!"
The guards smiled mockingly upon hearing this. They exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with amusement.
Then, one of them unceremoniously punched and kicked Miao Zhongkai, cursing, "What kind of beggar dares to get involved? The coach's man? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself? Are you worthy?"
Miao Zhongkai was beaten so hard that he curled up on the ground, groaning in pain.
The guards didn't care and threw him out like a rag.
Their laughter echoed in the air, full of contempt and ridicule for Miao Zhongkai.
From then on, Miao Zhongkai's mental state became increasingly depressed.
He became moody, yelling at his parents and making incomprehensible gestures to people around him.
His eyes were filled with madness and confusion, as if he was swallowed by an invisible force.
The other members of the Miao family looked at the changes in Miao Zhongkai and felt filled with fear and helplessness.
They tried to comfort him, tried to bring him back to normal, but all their efforts were in vain.
Miao Zhongkai has completely fallen into his own world and cannot extricate himself.
Finally, on a quiet night, Miao Zhongkai completely lost himself beside a dim ditch.
He staggered, fell headfirst into a ditch, and never got up again.
The next morning, when people found his body, he had no vital signs, but a crazy smile still remained on his face.
At this time, Song Jiao led the empire's fleet to the larger Zerg galaxy to look for those rare ingredients.
When she heard the news of Miao Zhongkai's death, she just smiled faintly, with a hint of indifference in her eyes.
Only after the entire galaxy was completely purged of the Zerg and the Void Larvae were exterminated one by one did Song Jiao return to the Empire, dusty and triumphant. Her return, like a brilliant star, reignited the light of hope for the people of the Empire.
After returning to the familiar office, Song Jiao did not take a moment's rest and immediately plunged into the pile of work.
Zhao Wanshu slowly awoke after a long, deep sleep. The first thing she saw upon opening her eyes was the neatly arranged documents on her desk, and the sudden flood of knowledge and memories that flooded her mind. In that moment, tears streamed down her face, tears of joy. All this meant that she was not only alive, but living a life of unprecedented fulfillment and freedom.
"I am finally no longer the tool controlled by fate." Zhao Wanshu murmured to herself, her heart filled with unprecedented relief and joy.
She stood up and looked around. Every detail seemed so fresh and full of possibilities.
This is your own life.
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