Quick Travel: Don’t take the Bai Yueguang be script

Xiao Ai worked very efficiently, and after a while, she found a host body in the big database.

Fusang expressed affirmation and praise for Xiao Ai's work efficiency.

However, Fusang has her own standards of conduct, and she will definitely not do such sinister things as seizing someone's body.

Having experienced so many worlds together, Xiao Ai has already figured out Fusang's temperament, so when it chose this host body, it had already considered all aspects.

Fusang was a little surprised by Xiao Ai's words, "You said, she did it voluntarily?"

"Yes." Xiao Ai nodded and then sighed, "Another miserable person."

Fusang thought thoughtfully about how miserable she must have been before she thought of giving up everything and reaching an agreement with the system.

Xiao Ai is also in a bad mood, and the whole system is very depressed.

After a while of suction, Fuso came to a new body.

The owner of this body is Su Jinyao.

After accepting all her memories, Fuso let out a cold snort.

The time when Su Jinyao traded with the system was very special. At this time, Su Jinyao's life was passing by. In other words, she signed an agreement with the system before she died.

Su Jinyao is willing to give everything, just hoping to get revenge on those who have hurt her. She wants to live a wonderful life. She feels that being a good person is too tiring. If given the chance, she wants to be the bad woman they call her.

Fuso staggered a little, and she climbed up from the ground while holding on to the small coffee table.

The door was suddenly pushed open from outside.

Fuso squinted his eyes and looked over. He saw three fat men. Looking at their protruding beer bellies, Fuso felt a little nauseous.

"Didn't you just say that people are dead? Is this fucking death? Can a dead person stand on his own?" One of the fat men pulled a man out of the shadows and gave him a kick.

The thin man fell directly to the ground, kowtowing and admitting his mistake, "I really ran out of breath just now, and I don't know why I got up. Maybe... maybe I just faked my death, yes."

"Fuck you, fake your death." The fat man kicked the thin man on the ground again. "Why do you think you're acting?"

Fusang's head was so dizzy that she had to hold on to something to stand still. The memory in her mind was a bit messy now. The key was that the three pigs and a monkey had to keep arguing.

"Shut up." Fusang said coldly.

Su Jinyao's voice was very pleasant, like an oriole in an empty valley, and the three pigs across from her were distracted.

"My dear, you look better when you are angry."

Fusang: "..."

Fusang felt a chill, who is your baby?

"Beautiful, with a nice face and a pretty figure. She's top notch."

"Shh, your words are too abrupt for this young lady."

Seeing the fat pig pretending to be a gentleman, Fusang felt that he could vomit in disgust after eating the next night.

Fuso looked at the room and saw that the layout should be like a bar.

"Well."

Fuso rubbed one temple with one hand, trying to relieve the pain after receiving the majestic memory.

"pretty."

"The sound is nice too. I'll definitely be able to scream loudly later."

"Stop talking nonsense, we are just having a brief exchange with this beautiful lady."

Tell me, uncle, why are these three pigs chirping like sparrows?

In fact, what the little attendant just said was not wrong. The real Su Jinyao was indeed dead, and it was her Fusang who survived.

They are "evil ghosts" who live for the wishes of Jiang Xinyao and Su Jinyao.

All Su Jinyao's misfortunes stem from her face and her voice.

Su Jinyao is a sophomore student in the music department of Qingmu Art College. As we all know, studying music is a costly major. Unlike other students from wealthy families, Su Jinyao's family background is very ordinary.

When Su Jinyao was ten years old, her parents died in a car accident. Because the other party was rich and powerful and willing to pay a large amount of compensation, the matter was settled in the end. Because of this compensation, relatives in the family competed for it. Regarding Su Jinyao’s custody rights, Su Jinyao finally chose to stay with her grandfather who was old and had no source of income.

Su Jinyao has always been excellent in both character and study, and is a good student in the eyes of teachers and classmates. She has lived up to expectations and won the highest scholarship every time. Even because of family reasons, her class teacher reported to her studies on her behalf, hoping that she can Waive her tuition.

Despite the hardship, Su Jinyao has been living happily with her grandfather, but all this changed in her senior year of high school.

Her grandfather was diagnosed with cancer, and his children were not willing to pay for it at all, because in the eyes of those uncles and aunts, there was no cure for cancer in the middle and late stages, so there was no need to waste money on chemotherapy and make the elderly suffer.

Su Jinyao disagreed and gritted her teeth and persisted. She even used the compensation money to try to save her grandfather, but unfortunately she could not save her grandfather in the end.

A close relative passed away again, and she failed the college entrance examination. One blow after another made Su Jinyao almost unable to hold on.

Just when she didn't know what to do, Aoki Art Academy offered her an olive branch.

Qingmu Art Academy recruits talented students from outside every year. They happened to watch a video of Su Jinyao singing and thought it was quite inspiring, so they offered her an olive branch.

Su Jinyao entered the college of her dreams, and she lived up to her teacher's expectations, studying hard and catching up with other classmates. Precisely because she knew that she had no professional foundation, she studied and absorbed knowledge thousands of times.

Being from a wealthy family and having a good-looking family is the icing on the cake.

Being from a poor family but being good-looking is not just providing help in times of need, but adding insult to injury.

Su Jinyao wanted to study hard. She came home late every time because of her part-time job, but she was involved in campus turmoil time and time again. She was being kept, relying on connections, and being a gold digger. These messy titles made it difficult for Su Jinyao to argue.

She wanted to explain, but everyone just believed everything they heard. Some people even deliberately sent text messages to ridicule the price of sleeping with Su Jinyao for one night.

The reason Su Jinyao showed up at the bar tonight was because she received a call from her boyfriend. He said on the phone that he was drunk and wanted her to come pick him up.

Because of this phone call, she came to the bar, and also because of

She was beautiful but had ordinary clothes. She was overdosed and died miserably in her room.

At the other end of the corridor, her boyfriend was smoking a cigarette and said that he had never been sincere to her and was with her because he was bored and wanted to kill time.

How can you not hate this? What I thought was the perfect love and perfect boyfriend turned out to be a mirror image.

Fuso's memories were interrupted by the three people in front of him.

With red eyes, they approached Fusang with evil intentions. The closer they got to her, the more excited they rubbed their hands.

Fuso looked at the coffee table, picked up a bottle of wine, and weighed it in his hand.

When a fat pig came forward, the wine bottle in Fuso's hand hit him with a "bang".

The scared pig shook its meat in fear.

"If you don't want to die, get out." Fusang picked up the wine bottle again and pretended to smash it.

The three people looked at each other, took a step back, and then immediately rushed over.

Fuso squeezed the bottle tightly, causing three of their heads to bloom.

By the end of the smash, Fuso's hands were covered with blood. Looking at the three people on the ground who kept begging for mercy, Fuso squatted down and wiped the blood on their expensive suits.

"What happened today..." Fusang said in a long voice.

"It's our fault, you were right, we were wrong." Sanzhu burst into tears.

Fuso turned his eyes to the little attendant who had been pretending to be dead.

"I...I didn't see anything, I don't know."

After waiting for a satisfactory answer, Fusang opened the door and went out.

"Devil, devil..."

A fat man murmured, and he was so frightened that he peed his pants.

They were all horrified when they thought of the woman with blood on her face, blood on her hands, and a happy smile.

She...must be mentally disturbed...