My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

Zhao Jinghua sighed softly, "Later, Hanjiang City was about to fall and the people in the capital were in a panic. The nobles were so scared that they ran out of her restaurant without paying them money. I wanted to help her, so I sent someone to bring her into the palace. I knew that with her personality, she would not accept my money directly, so I asked her to help me buy cakes in the North City every seven days on the grounds that I wanted to ease the relationship with my brother. I thought that our relationship might be further improved this way."

"After she left the palace, she was stopped outside the restaurant by my second brother because she was disguised as a man. He said that he wanted Su Tong to be his counselor. Su Tong was not my counselor, so she would not agree. However, my second brother has an extreme temper. If he can't get it, he will destroy it. Fortunately, I arrived in time. I saw that she didn't have a suitable weapon, so I gave her a long whip called Silver Snake, but..."

Han Yaoyu asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Jinghua lowered his eyes and smiled dotingly, "But she refused because it was too valuable, so I said it was a gift to make amends for my second brother, but she thought about it carefully for a moment and suddenly called me Master..."

At the same time, in Lan'an City Villa

Wan Sutong and Su Qinghui took Ye Mianwan to visit Lin Shuangrong in the backyard, while Feng Ming and Wan Cheng took Liu Tang and others to familiarize themselves with the villa and assign them accommodation.

Time flies and it is already the hour of Xu.

The family gathered together to eat, but halfway through the meal Wan Sutong suddenly remembered something, quickly put down her bowl and chopsticks and stood up, "Oh! I forgot about my husband!"

Ye Mianwan chewed the food in his mouth and spoke vaguely, "Before I ate, I said that someone seemed to be missing. You and your uncle and aunt talked a lot about it, but then I didn't remember it anymore."

Su Qinghui and Wan Yanzhong exclaimed after hearing this, "That's right! How could they forget about their son-in-law!"

At this time, inside the Yaoyu Gate

Zhao Jinghua raised his head and drank the wine in the glass. "I heard her crying in my arms, saying that I broke my promise. I wanted to comfort her and stroke her back to tell her not to cry, but I couldn't do it. Everything was dark in front of my eyes, and it seemed as if my body was no longer under my control. I could only lie there and listen to her crying, which seemed to be getting farther and farther away, and finally fell into silence."

At this point, he lowered his eyes and played with the wine glass in his hand, and at the same time he sighed heavily, "In my previous life, Chen Ye also lay in my arms like this, saying over and over again that he was wrong. It made my heart ache, but I was powerless to do anything. So... instead of reincarnating again to experience the eight sufferings of the world, I might as well live this last time as I please."

Han Yaoyu smiled casually after hearing this, and at the same time raised her hand to put the ghost blade on the table into her spiritual sea. "If you say so, I am also a little moved."

Zhao Jinghua placed the wine glass on the table and chuckled, "You should let go of your obsession as soon as possible. The right path is to ascend to become a god."

Han Yaoyu picked up the wine glass and drank it all. "You are right." She put the wine glass on the table and said, "Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Zhao Jinghua nodded slightly, his eyes full of seeing through the indifference of the world. "Of course there are, but life is not perfect. There are too many unfulfilled wishes. It is a foolish dream to want to realize them one by one."

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Wan Sutong, who looked confused, behind Zhao Jinghua. Seeing this, Han Yaoyu came back to her senses and curled her lips slightly at Wan Sutong, "Mingye, this is your sister-in-law, right?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jinghua looked back, and the moment his eyes met Wan Sutong's, a smile immediately covered his face. He then raised his hand and pulled Wan Sutong into his arms, letting her sit on his lap. "Yes, she is my master's new disciple three years ago." He whispered in Wan Sutong's ear, "No need to call me uncle-master. Just call him Brother Han like me."

Wan Sutong was held in Zhao Jinghua's arms and nodded shyly to Han Yaoyu, "Hello, Brother Han." Han Yaoyu smiled and nodded after hearing this.

Zhao Jinghua hugged Wan Sutong a little tighter, then chuckled and said, "Why did you come to see your husband?"

Wan Sutong turned back and smiled at Zhao Jinghua, "I'm here to call you back for dinner." After saying that, she even burped.

After hearing this, Zhao Jinghua buried her head in Wan Sutong's neck and chuckled, "You only remembered your husband after you were full? Huh?" Han Yaoyu also laughed beside her.

Wan Sutong's cheeks became redder as she listened to the two's laughter. Then she raised her hand angrily and patted Zhao Jinghua's shoulder. "No! I remembered it halfway through the meal. Stop laughing and let me go."

Zhao Jinghua released the hand that was holding Wan Sutong and then slowly stood up. "Brother Han, Sutong and I will go back first. If there is a chance in the future... I will definitely come to visit you."

Seeing this, Han Yaoyu also stood up and said, "Go back quickly, take care in the future." He knew that this was a farewell forever, but he had no choice after all, this was Zhao Jinghua's choice.

Zhao Jinghua nodded slightly, clasped his hands and bowed to Han Yaoyu, saying "take care", then took Wan Sutong's hand and disappeared on the spot.

Han Yaoyu sighed heavily, turned around and sat on the couch, picked up the wine jug and poured the last sip of wine into the glass, then savored it bit by bit.

At this time, in Lan'an City Villa

Wan Sutong and Zhao Jinghua chatted as they walked towards the dining hall. "Jinghua... I feel like my cultivation is starting to loosen up. I might... be about to ascend."

Zhao Jinghua lowered his eyes and nodded, "This is a good thing, but Madam doesn't seem very happy?"

Wan Sutong did not answer but silently held Zhao Jinghua's hand. When she walked to the dining hall, she suddenly said, "But I can't bear to leave you. I also know that you have many wishes that have not been fulfilled... I..."

Zhao Jinghua stopped walking before she finished speaking, then hugged Wan Sutong in his arms, interrupting her words, "Don't say more, Sutong, my wish has already come true, that is, to be with you. I only have one question now, that is, do you really like me?"

Wan Sutong noticed Zhao Jinghua's caution, so her eyes were filled with tears and she hugged Zhao Jinghua tightly. Her voice became trembling when she spoke, "I love you. I always hope that you and I are from the same world. I even have a fantasy. What if the Zhao Jinghua that daddy and others are talking about is really you? I like you. If possible, I hope you can go back with me."

Zhao Jinghua lowered his eyes to hide the tears that were about to burst out when he heard this, and leaned over to kiss Wan Sutong's forehead. "That's enough. Although I know that I am just a short-lived passer-by in your life, I am satisfied with your words." At this point, he patted Wan Sutong's back and comforted her softly, "Don't cry, otherwise your father-in-law and mother-in-law will be worried."

Wan Sutong raised her head and met Zhao Jinghua's eyes. Seeing her aggrieved look, Zhao Jinghua couldn't help but chuckle. Then he raised his hands to hold her face, kissed her lips, and looked at her affectionately. The two looked at each other in silence for a long time, but prayed silently in their hearts at the same time.

"I hope we can meet again after we part"