Moving some things forward might actually be a good thing for the country and its people.
Sheng Qian was forced to do too many things in her previous life. In this life, without those messy and formidable enemies, she can focus on her research in peace.
With her abilities, she should be able to finish it in no time.
She has that confidence.
and.
Developing science and technology ahead of time will be of great benefit to her in the future.
Being far ahead of others is the most solid strength.
Sheng Qian rode her bicycle home, humming a pop song.
She had a very fruitful day and was in a great mood.
Just as he was planning how many outfits he would make and what styles they would be, he was startled by the girl who rushed out.
It almost crashed into it.
Sheng Qian braked the car, tilted her body, and actually performed a drifting motion.
Sheng Qian's face darkened. "Are you looking for death?"
The girl who rushed out stared at Sheng Qian and asked aggressively, "Are you the Sheng Qian that Brother Qiu Shen was talking about?"
“It’s you,” Sheng Qian smiled as she recognized the pretty girl who had stood in front of Liang Qiushen that day. “Why did you stop me?”
"Stop bothering Qiu Shen! You're already married, why are you still clinging to him? Have you no shame? What does it matter to Qiu Shen if the person you married is half-dead? You shameless woman..." Shui Ling cursed, glaring at Sheng Qian indignantly, as if Sheng Qian had committed some heinous crime.
"No, young lady, you need to get this straight. When did I start bothering your Qiu Shen? And where did you see me bothering him? Or did he say that to you? Young lady, you're being rude. Be careful, or you'll have nightmares about being eaten by ghosts."
The pretty girl's eyes widened. "How could you say such hurtful things?"
"Oh, you know about poison? I'm not as poisonous as you. You've completely twisted the truth about me. You're quite the smooth talker. Have you ever been to school?" Sheng Qian, holding her bicycle, looked at the pretty girl with a smile.
The pretty girl was taken aback, then subconsciously replied, "I've read it."
"What a pity, so young and blind and deaf." Sheng Qian shook her head and sighed.
The pretty girl retorted angrily, "Who are you calling blind and deaf?"
"Isn't this just trying to talk to me?" Sheng Qian smiled with a hint of contempt, which, in Shui Ling's eyes, was a real insult.
The pretty girl was so angry that her eyes burned with rage.
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