Jing Ling was stunned, not because of Yang Xinyao's words, but because of another voice. He turned his head and saw the person who was talking through the lowered car window. She was a very beautiful girl, about twenty years old, with long curly hair, delicate features, and fiery red lips that gave her a bold and uninhibited look.
She was wearing a black dress that highlighted her slender neck, and she wore an exquisite diamond necklace around her neck. Maybe it was because the weather was cold, she wore a coat of the same color outside, which covered her shoulders and her collarbone was faintly visible.
Jing Ling suddenly lowered his head. Yang Xinyao beside him was stunned for a moment, but quickly came to her senses and replied with a smile, "Yes, you too?"
The girl nodded. "The Jiang family is halfway up the mountain. It's a bit far to walk up from here. Do you need a ride?"
Yang Xinyao nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice, "Thank you so much! Jing Ling, get in the car quickly!" As she spoke, she opened the car door, got in first, and then stuck her head out to call Jing Ling.
Jing Ling got into the car without saying a word.
The car started and drove towards the mountain.
Yang Xinyao was very familiar with the girl. She leaned on the seat and asked the girl, "Hello girl, my name is Yang Xinyao, what's yours?"
Book written by Tan Yun. The sandalwood of sandalwood, who is sending this letter from the clouds?
Jing Ling knew it before the girl said anything. Sure enough, the next moment, the girl said, "Tanyunshu. Tan means sandalwood. Who sent this Yunshu from the clouds?"
"Wow!" Yang Xinyao's almond-shaped eyes widened, "I like this name! By the way, the handsome boy next to him is called Jing Ling."
"Hello!" Jing Ling greeted concisely.
"Hello!"
The car drove steadily on the winding mountain road, and the scenery on both sides kept receding. Jing Ling's thoughts also drifted away.
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How to make a person despair? There are different standards and methods for dealing with different people. In the distant memory, Jing Ling had experienced it firsthand.
Since she was a child, she was always the best among the crowd. From the first grade to graduation from high school, she had always been ranked first in the school. Even in several statewide examinations in her senior year, she was the first. Even though there was an accident the day before the college entrance examination that caused him to perform poorly, he still ranked third. After entering university, he naturally became a campus celebrity. In the two years from the first semester of his freshman year to the first semester of his junior year, he passed four exams at the theoretical limit and obtained all 14 ACCA subjects in one go. After that, he completed all the credits in the second semester of his junior year. He took the postgraduate entrance examination in his senior year and was admitted to the Finance Department of Walton University, one of the top 5 universities in the world, with a full scholarship as a graduate student.
Many people behind her back criticized her for having a strong background. It is true that she came from a wealthy family, but her good family background did not help her in any way except for giving her a comfortable life.
"Can't you just take a test casually? You always get first place, and always do better than your brother. Are you deliberately trying to get him scolded by your dad?!"
"I heard people talking outside today again, saying that you inherited all the good genes in our family, so your brother can't study as well as you do. Why did I give birth to you first?"
"Why would a girl like you join in the fun and go to the grassroots to train? It's exhausting. Wouldn't it be better to just stay in a leisurely department? You can read the news and chat at work, and go out with friends after work!"
"The capital is too far away. There's no need to travel so far to go to university."
"What, you want to study abroad for a master's degree? I won't allow it! If you dare to go, don't even think about getting a penny from home from now on!"
There are too many things like this. Although they lived in the same family compound, some people were treated like the stars in the sky by the whole family, while others were willful and caused trouble, and someone would clean up the mess after they made it... Only she was not allowed to even make an effort, and was strangled in the cradle. At the root of it, it's just because she is a girl.
As a girl, what's the point of reading so many books? After graduation, you should just follow your family's arrangements, marry into a wealthy family, take care of your husband and children, and live a stable life. This is not only her parents' idea, but also the idea of the whole family. Girls in the family are essentially tools for marriage alliances, existing to pave the way for their brothers.
She doesn’t care about other people’s numbness, she only knows that she is unwilling to accept it! She is obviously better than everyone else, so why can she only be a tool? !
Her struggle and resistance bought her a brief moment of freedom, but what awaited her was having her wings broken, her fangs plucked out, and she was thrown into a bottomless abyss and a hell of despair.
"You want to fly now that your wings are strong enough? Let me tell you, Tan Yunshu, the Tan family has many daughters, and we don't need you!"
Sitting in the wheelchair, looking at the empty sleeve on her right side, she realized for the first time what despair was.
Tan Yunshu was her former name. Later, I reached an agreement with the system and started my first mission into the new world. The new identity could only be generated randomly, and the name could be random or the original one. She chose Random, and two words appeared on the screen - Jing Ling. To celebrate her new life, she changed her name to Jing Ling.
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How does it feel to unexpectedly meet your past self in a parallel universe?
At this moment, Jing Ling really believed what Yang Xinyao said—it was destined. All that he had wished for at the most desperate moment has now become reality. This was a deal between him and the system. Although something unexpected happened in the end, it still fulfilled his wish.
How I wish there is someone who can help me... I don't expect him (her) to clear all obstacles ahead for me, but as long as I can remain intact, even if I have nothing, I can spread my wings and fly high again with my own hands!
This time, you don't have to pray so humbly. I won't let you experience the darkness and despair again. You can have beautiful aspirations in your heart, and I will make whatever you want come true for you. You just need to move forward, and I will clear all obstacles for you.
"Jing Ling, what are you daydreaming about? We're here!" Yang Xinyao's voice brought him back to reality.
Jing Ling looked out the window. There were luxury cars everywhere in the huge open space. Well-dressed men and women got out of the cars and walked towards the villa in front. "Why aren't you getting out yet?" Yang Xinyao held the car door and looked at him.
"Sorry." Jing Ling smiled and got out of the car, "Let's go." The two girls were wearing very little. Although they both put on coats, the climate in the north is not warmer than that in the south.
The three of them walked towards the villa from the parking lot. From a distance, they saw a girl in a pink dress walking out of the house. She looked around and then looked in their direction. Her slightly frowned brows relaxed and a smile appeared on her lips. "Jing Ling! Here!"
It’s Jiang Sijin. Jing Ling and the other two approached, and she pouted slightly, complaining to the person on her left, "Sixth brother, you are too unreliable! Fortunately, Jing Ling caught up, otherwise I would never let you go!"
Although the man she called Sixth Brother was wearing a suit, he still couldn't hide his military background. He was estimated to be about 185cm tall and had a serious expression, but he apologized to her fluently and his tone was gentle, "Sixth Brother is wrong, Xiaojin, don't be angry." But the look he gave Jing Ling was frighteningly cold, and he did not hide the threat in it.
Yang Xinyao glanced at Jing Ling with some surprise, while Tan Yunshu beside her just lowered his eyes slightly, with his expression unchanged.
Jing Ling ignored her and handed over the gift with a smile, "Happy birthday, Miss Jiang!"
Jiang Sijin took the gift and said thank you, then handed it to the sixth brother next to him, and then said to Jing Ling, "Jing Ling, come with me, Grandpa wants to see you!"
"Okay." He nodded obediently. He didn't ask why the current head of the Jiang family, who held great power, wanted to meet a commoner like him, because he knew the reason. I followed Jiang Sijin into the house, walked through the hall, went up to the second floor, and came to the house at the end of the corridor.
There were two knocks on the door. "Grandpa, someone's here."
"Come in." The old man's voice came from inside the house.
"Go in. Don't be afraid, grandpa is a very nice person!" Jiang Sijin whispered to comfort him, then turned and left.
He's just being nice to you. Jing Ling thought about it, but didn't say it out loud. He just reached out and pushed the door open.
This is an antique-style study room, with neatly arranged rows of bookshelves. The books on them look quite old. There were four people in the room, and the one sitting at the top should be Grandpa Jiang. The two grandsons of the Jiang family that he had met both looked somewhat like the old man in their features. The other two were about the same age as Mr. Jiang. They sat there in a relaxed state with leisurely expressions on their faces. I guess they were of extraordinary status as well. There was also a guard in military uniform standing by the door, standing in a very subtle position, neither conspicuous nor within the optimal alert range.
"Junior Jing Ling, nice to meet you old masters." Jing Ling bowed slightly in the direction of the three people as a greeting.
Mr. Jiang, who was sitting at the head, nodded, then raised his hand and gestured, "Yuen Lang, read."
"Yes!" A loud reply came from the guard standing by the door. He looked straight ahead and began to recite in a clear voice, "Jing Ling was born on May 21, 1995 in Qingshan Town, Yunling County, Yuncheng, Junzhou, Western Administrative Region... In the summer of 2001, an unknown old man came to Lijia Village..."
The resume of this body, which lasted less than eighteen years, was reviewed from beginning to end. They probably even knew how many points he got in each exam. The only mistake was probably the fact that he took over this body.
"Jing Ling, what is your relationship with that old man from outside?" asked the old man, his voice intimidating without anger.
Jing Ling ignored the invisible sense of oppression and replied calmly, "Grandpa Li is my master."
The gray-clothed old man on the left of Mr. Jiang slapped the armrest of his chair and said angrily, "Nonsense! The Song, Yang, Bai, Wang, Li and Wu families never pass on their skills to outsiders!"
Jing Ling asked back, "If it was really like what you said, then I wouldn't be standing here today, right?"
The old man in gray choked and seemed to want to say something else, but was stopped by another person. Compared to the arrogant Mr. Jiang and the pouting old man in gray, this man's attitude was much kinder. He smiled and said to Jing Ling, "Among the five families, the Li family is good at taming beasts. You said that Old Li is your master, so how much of his skills have you learned?"
Jing Ling said calmly, "I have learned everything the master taught me." As for how much the master taught him, it is not something outsiders can know.
Upon hearing this, the old man in gray snorted coldly, "You are so arrogant!"
At this time, Mr. Jiang spoke again, "Since you said so, we want to see how much skills you have learned from Lao Li. Something happened at the border some time ago, so it's a good opportunity for you to go and give it a try."
People who are used to being superior will even speak their words of request as if it were a gift.
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