The white moonlight gl

Feng Qingshui is proud and never clings to others.

Therefore, she who came back to life did not accept Liang Subo's suggestion to return to the company, and even inherited everything she had.

After all, when she was about to die six years ago, those things had already been given or handed over, and she had no right to take them back.

Don't want to either.

With a check of 10 yuan in her pocket, Liang Subo sent her to a small hotel that didn't require an ID card. Feng Qingshui didn't plan to do anything until she had a thorough understanding of the body's biographical information.

As for the clingy spirit who has been following her all the time, unable to get rid of or go away, Feng Qingshui has changed from being annoyed at the sight of her to being able to calmly ignore her, even in the clingy spirit's thousand years. After clarifying and showing love a hundred times, the gloom in Feng Qingshui's heart has gradually disappeared.

Although it's not obvious on the face.

Liang Subo acted very quickly. He sent the original body's detailed information in the afternoon of the next day, and also attached an original body's ID card, several bank cards, and a letter filled with various Password Booklet.

Facing Fengqing Shuihu's questioning gaze, Liang Subo smiled shyly: "I used some special means, the president should be able to guess."

Feng Qing was silent.

That's right, the company she worked so hard to create has now become half a state-owned enterprise with huge profits. As the general manager of the first generation, Liang Subo wants to use some special contacts to check something. , bank card password, mobile phone card password, Alipay password... There are even some account numbers and passwords registered by the original body on several unknown small websites intentionally or unintentionally. Feng Qingshui said quietly: "Thank you."

"President, this is what I should do."

The promoted Liang Subo was still respectful in front of Feng Qingshui. God knows how shocked he was when the lawyer announced the will after the president's death six years ago?

one percent.

It sounds small, but that money is something he can't earn in his entire life.

I am very grateful to the president of his family for putting him in his heart. Now that I finally have the opportunity to give back and repay the president, Liang Subo will naturally do his best.

Some regretted that his president was so kind and stubborn. Liang Subo sighed in his heart, and said, "I have already broken all the contracts and treaties signed by your body. President, do you want to change it?" name?"

change name?

With a slight movement in her heart, Feng Qingshui picked up the original ID card and glanced at it. It was so clear, and the name sounded good. It should have been cut directly from an ancient poem by her elders. Feng Qingshui still vaguely remembered the content of that poem. .

rename...

Feng Qingshui's first reaction was to change it, but after thinking about it, she put down her ID card and said, "Forget it, I took her body for no reason. It would be weird to change her name again, and I feel a little sorry for her."

Liang Subo: "..."

Mo Rantong, who has been standing silently in the corner without speaking, just acting as a background board honestly: "..."

"Anyway, this name is just a code name, Qingruxu, Qingruxu, I just need to remember that my name is Qingruxu now, it's up to you to call it."

Liang Subo and Mo Rantong: "..."

"Okay, tell me the number, do you want to write an IOU?"

On the pure and elegant face, there was a proud smile that belonged exclusively to Feng Qingshui. Feng Qingshui's voice was light, but the content was very rampant: "After one year, I promise to give you back double."

Feng Qingshui estimated that the breach of contract fee, data fee, and other miscellaneous fees should be no less than ten million.

Doubling it is not difficult to pay back.

Liang Subo: "...President, forget about the money."

With a wry smile on his face, Liang Subo wiped his face with a hoarse voice: "You gave me so much, if I still charge you money, am I still human?"

Feng Qingshui frowned.

"Think about the president, if you were replaced by me, can you ask for money?"

Feng Qingshui: "..."

Probably, can't you?

Frustrated, she scratched her hair, Feng Qingshui pursed her lips, and said fiercely, "But if I don't pay you back, I will feel bad!"

Liang Subo was silent, but thinking about it, the president of his family likes to throw money outside, like a boy who spreads money.

"Qingqing can donate the money in the name of the two of you." Mo Rantong, who had been watching and trying to reduce his sense of presence, spoke out at this moment.

Feng Qingshui glanced at her lightly, and nodded after a few seconds: "Yes."

After finalizing this, Feng Qingshui began to look through the original body's information.

Qing Ruxu, an elegant and fair-looking woman with an unexpectedly shrewd and strong personality, the information shows that she is an orphan, her life is very simple, she has no relatives or close friends, and she has not been in the entertainment circle for a long time.

In this case, she can be summed up in one word, that is...

All alone.

Feng Qingshui, who closed the file, didn't have any sadness, or any other emotions. She has always been a firm person, and apart from herself and what she cares about, there are few external things that can disturb her heart.

Mo Rantong kept looking at Feng Qingshui obsessively, until Liang Subo had left, she was still watching hotly and brightly.

Six years ago, she finally understood in desperation why this person kept telling her to be self-reliant and recite the contract, and why the share transfer was so troublesome that day. many words.

However, she never wanted to understand.

When she mentioned that the two of them would travel around the world together when she became a movie queen, the man didn't respond to her, only saying that she would know the reason in the future.

Mo Rantong thought about it later, she was really stupid.

Can't even hear such obvious hints.

Just plain stupid, damn it.

"Qingqing."

As long as the inner core is Feng Qingshui and her lover, Mo Rantong won't care no matter what the lover's current appearance is.

The voice was a little choked, Mo Rantong stared lovingly, and called Feng Qingshui, seeing her look at her, tried to make a flattering smile: "Are you hungry now, I will make sweet and sour fish for you, sweet and sour fish for you." Is the soup good?"

Feng Qingshui: "..."

"come here!"

The rooms in the small hotel have limited space, mainly consisting of two single beds, a desk, a wardrobe, a TV plus a TV cabinet, and a bathroom. When Liang Subo was there just now, she was sitting at the desk. As for Mo Rantong, she stood there leaning against the closet with her little head pulled, looking as pitiful as she could be.

"Qingqing."

His face turned clear in a second, and Mo Ran ran up to Feng Qingshui, and said hopefully, "You're not angry with me anymore, are you?"

Feng Qingshui raised her eyebrows and smiled: "What do you think?"

Mo Ran made two beeps.

After life and death, she came back to life, it's not that Feng Qingshui doesn't miss Mo Rantong, it's just: "Do you know why I'm so angry?"

"Because I don't cherish myself when filming, there is no substitute for this scene."

"Qingqing, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong, I won't act in the future, so I will follow you, stay with you, and take care of you, okay?"

Bending down, he hugged Feng Qingshui's arm cautiously. Seeing that there was no resistance, Mo Rantong's heart was bubbling with joy.

Feng Qingshui: "...It seems that you really realized your mistake."

Just not deep enough.

However, she will make her deep, Feng Qingshui narrowed her eyes.

"Qingqing."

Seeing that his lover really didn't seem to be angry with her anymore, Mo Rantong was so happy that he wanted to cry: "Qingqing, Qingqing, Qingqing..."

Mo Rantong kept her word, she retreated very quickly, and An Ran couldn't persuade her, and she didn't dare to persuade her deeply. After all, Mo Rantong's status is so honorable that she, a small manager, can't provoke or offend her.

And Xiaohe was also sent back to Lieyang Entertainment by Mo Rantong.

Today's Lieyang Entertainment is hers, and she wants to spend the two-person world with Qingqing to cultivate feelings to make up for the past six years.

A year later, Fengqing Fruit really doubled the initial capital of 2000 yuan and donated [-] million yuan, as she promised.

They used the names of Qing Ruxu and Liang Subo.

And during this year, Mo Rantong also understood why Feng Qingshui was so angry at that time?

You must know that Feng Qingshui's road to making money is not smooth sailing. In the mid-term, she has to socialize, drink, and deal with all kinds of old foxes.

Mo Rantong saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart.

Especially after Feng Qingshui drank until she was hospitalized with gastric perforation, she felt sad and blamed herself, and wanted to yell at Feng Qingshui.

"I have money, I have a lot of money, don't torture and force yourself, earn these hard-earned money, okay?"

A word to awaken the dreamer.

After Mo Rantong realized it, he burst into tears on the spot.

Yes, she loves Qingqing, feels sorry for Qingqing, and doesn't want to see Qingqing suffer, but Qingqing, doesn't she feel the same way?

Qingqing dragged her dilapidated body and left tens of billions for her, just to make her live a better life in the rest of her life, better than anyone else, but she...

She is really, really sorry for Qingqing's painstaking efforts.

Mo Ran, who regretted and hated himself very much, cried super loudly.

Feng Qingshui on the hospital bed: "..."

It seems that she should not tell her that she did it on purpose.

...

Feng Qingshui had a good life for the rest of her life, with both career and love, but because Feng Qingshui and Mo Rantong's cp feeling was too strong, and they were still locked up by everyone, she didn't choose to be with Mo Ran. It is public.

After all, I heard from Mo Rantong that after knowing that she had left most of her property to her, those netizens shouted frantically that this is true love, and the weibo post she commented on on Jun Zifeng was also repeatedly criticized. crazy turn.

This time in Chonghuo, Feng Qingshui also made a will, she donated all her property, and Mo Rantong did the same.

When her life was about to end, Feng Qingshui thought, if there was an afterlife, she would be reluctant to stay with this soft bun.

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"The Alluring White Moonlight of the Face-blind Demon Catcher"

The crescent moon hangs high, and the jungle is cold.

On the mountainside of Wanliang Mountain, in a flat land, more than a dozen men and women dressed as students gathered around the bonfire, telling ghost stories in a low voice, mysteriously and excitedly.

Behind them, there are eight or nine dark green tents, looking from a distance, they look like new graves.

I don't know when it started, the mountain gradually became foggy, and amidst the mist, the dancing flames seemed to change color, making it very ghostly.