Shang Xian flipped through the book in her hand and only understood at the end that Zhao Yumu loved Lin Jing very much. It was because Qiao Xingqiao's family was rich and powerful that Lin Jing fell in love with her money. Then Zhao Yumu came up with such an extreme solution, but she was too cowardly and afraid of implicating her family, so she jumped down herself.
She closed the book, and it disappeared from her hands.
She picked up the photos on the table and clicked her tongue twice. It seemed that these photos were not enough to make Zhao Yumu completely break with Lin Jing. It seemed that only Lin Jing could naturally reveal his true colors.
Her only goal is to destroy that scumbag. What happens to Zhao Yumu or her family? Don't blame her. All she cares about is the final result.
Shang Xian smiled, placed the photo on the table, stood up, grasped the pendant, and was enveloped in a dark red light. She disappeared into the bedroom and returned to Mo Xi's side.
When she returned, she saw Moxi still playing with his hands. She grabbed his hand and said, "Let's get down to business."
"Let go first, and I'll give you a demonstration," Mo Xi raised his chin and looked at Shang Xian's hand that was holding his.
Shang Xian released his hand, crossed his arms, and looked at Mo Xi, ready to begin his performance.
Moxi performed a complete and incredibly cool flower hand gesture for her, which stunned Shangxian for a full five minutes. In her mind, it was always: cool, dazzling, and beautiful!
"How is it?" Moxi shook his hand; it was so sore.
"As expected, the quality of the hand-painted designs depends on who does them; a beautiful one is definitely different," Shang Xian patted his shoulder.
"You said I wasn't doing anything serious, but you're doing something serious right now?" Moxi seized the opportunity to show off.
Shang Xian grabbed his neck: "Hurry up, quickly help me ruin Zhao Yumu's family."
"You're going to do this?" Moxi asked, gently taking her hand.
"What matters is the result; the process is unimportant to me," Shang Xian said, letting go of her hand and shrugging.
"Why should I be the one to complete your task?" Moxi pondered this question.
"Actually, I have no idea what you want me to do to complete the task" or why you want her to ruin this scumbag in this world.
Moxi put his hands back in his pockets and said casually, "Didn't I say? Repair the broken world."
"What's the point?"
Moxi looked at her: "Actually, I'm just a preliminary worker in the transmigration process, repairing this broken plane to allow the story to continue and maintaining order in the plane. In my spare time, I act as the system, codenamed Moxi. Because I'm very efficient, I rarely act as the system, for fear of stealing other people's tasks."
"What would happen if order were disrupted?" Shang Xian asked curiously.
"Spacetime is facing a crisis and chaos, which will trigger a butterfly effect, impacting various timelines with severe consequences."
Shang Xian thought for a while before digesting what he had just said, and then continued, "So my world is also a dimensional space?"
Moxi shook his head: "No, that's the human world. Dimensional space is dimensional space, it's a different concept. The human world is a realm, the whole is the human world, the branches are dimensional spaces, they are another world, understand?"
"So you are the other world that maintains order?" Shang Xian asked after finishing his sentence. "Then that means there are only three worlds?"
He just mentioned the human world, the dimensional space world, and their Spacetime Alliance.
"No, to be precise, it should be four worlds."
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