I wish you a long life and good health, and great merits.

After winning the gold medal, Song Qingqing also planned to hold her own art exhibition to enhance her reputation and solidify her status as a great painter.

Then Song Qingqing became even busier. She was preparing for the exhibition while Xu Ya was preparing to die with Song Qingqing.

Xu Ya pretended to faint, and then said that her boss was exploiting her, and insisted that her boss compensate her for her medical expenses and mental damages.

In the end, Xu Ya blackmailed her boss, who had been taking pity on her and gave her a job over the years, for 10 yuan. Xu Ya almost angered her boss to death.

After this incident, Boss Xu Ya no longer believed in Guang, and he always remained wary of poor people and chose to protect himself.

After Xu Ya received the 10 yuan, she first bought a large number of firecrackers in batches, collected the gunpowder in the firecrackers, and then spent 6 yuan to hire someone to make a few homemade bombs.

After the bomb was completed, Xu Ya started coming to Song Qingqing's school and stayed near the school gate.

After Xu Ya saw Song Qingqing enter a restaurant, she immediately found a public place, changed into clothes she had prepared in advance, and pretended to be a pregnant woman to lower Song Qingqing's vigilance.

Xu Ya walked into the restaurant with a gentle look on her face, and then walked towards Song Qingqing as if she saw something.

When Song Qingqing saw Xu Ya frowning, she felt unlucky: she hadn't paid attention to her for a few years, and it seemed that she was living a good life.

No, her walking posture is wrong, she is not pregnant. Song Qingqing observed Xu Ya carefully and found that although Xu Ya was well dressed and looked good, the skin on her hands was dull and dark yellow.

The weasel paid New Year greetings to the rooster and was uneasy and kind-hearted.

Song Qingqing immediately became alert.

Xu Ya smiled gently, "Song Qingqing, long time no see. I was young and ignorant before, so I apologize to you here. Now that I'm a mother, I realize how stupid I was before."

As Xu Ya spoke, she reached a hand into her coat, intending to press the bomb to explode once she got closer to Song Qingqing.

Song Qingqing: "..." Is the smile real? What's that smell? Why do I smell a hint of gunpowder from Xu Ya?

Is this crazy woman planning to die with me? Her bulging belly might contain explosives under her clothes.

Oh no, her hand is inside her clothes. No matter how fast I am, I can’t be faster than her.

Song Qingqing was about to run away, but the tables next to her were full of people.

Song Qingqing thought of a hiding place in her mind to minimize the damage, and then said calmly, "My parents and my boyfriend are coming to eat later, please don't disturb me.

I don’t want to talk about the past anymore. Anyway, I’ve settled the accounts that need to be settled. It’s better for us to be strangers.”

This woman is planning to die with me. She must hate me very much and doesn't want me to have an easy life. She would definitely want to wipe me out if she can.

Xu Ya’s hand paused, “…” When everyone arrives, I will blow them all up together.

Song Qingqing: "..." It seems that the bet was right, she wants my whole family to die.

Xu Ya sat at the table next to her with a guilty look on her face. She was afraid that Song Qingqing would run away, so she sat on the path that Song Qingqing would pass by.

Song Qingqing must die today no matter what.

When Song Qingqing was thinking about what to do, Shen Jiawang came over.

"Qingqing, long time no see. I heard that you are going to hold an art exhibition. Congratulations."

"Thank you. Then you, as the boss, have to treat me to dinner today."

"Of course, order whatever you want, I'll pay for you, Brother Shen."

"I've been waiting for you to say this. I won't be polite then."

Song Qingqing picked up the pen and ticked on the menu, "This, this, this is not bad either..." Song Qingqing took advantage of the blind spot in Xu Ya's vision and quickly wrote a few words on the menu.

Xu Ya has a bomb, 8 tables

"Okay, you're not allowed to complain that I ordered too much?" Song Qingqing put the menu in front of Shen Jiawang.

When Shen Jiawang saw the words above, his expression changed and he almost couldn't help but look at Table No. 8.

When Xu Ya saw Shen Jiawang like this, she immediately put her hands into her clothes and kept her eyes on Shen Jiawang.

Shen Jiawang immediately adjusted himself, "Miss Song, are you serious? I'm not being stingy, but can you finish all this? It's shameful to waste it."

"Of course. My dad, mom, and Zexi will be here soon."

"Ok, I thought you were the only one eating here. I'll go to the kitchen and place your order myself."

Shen Jiawang seemed not to recognize Xu Ya and walked straight past her. Then he found an opportunity to call the police and asked if there were any plainclothes police nearby who could come over immediately.

"Please wait a moment... We have plainclothes SWAT officers near you, and they will arrive in two minutes."

Shen Jiawang told the police where Xu Ya was sitting and what she was wearing.

In less than two minutes, a handsome and masculine man walked in from the door, glanced at the restaurant calmly, and then walked towards Xu Ya.

The moment the handsome and masculine man approached Xu Ya, he immediately attacked quickly, accurately and ruthlessly, knocking Xu Ya unconscious.

"The police are investigating the case. The danger is unknown. Please leave immediately."

Shen Jiawang shouted, "Excuse me today. The police are investigating the case and we need to fully cooperate. All your bills today will be waived."

When the guests heard that they didn't have to pay, they were very happy and left on their own accord.

The police found several homemade bombs on Xu Ya and she was arrested.

Shen Jiawang breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately he was caught. If he had been blown up like this, we would have been in big trouble."

Song Qingqing: “…” If so many bombs really explode, I’ll have to stay in the hospital for at least a few months?

After Xu Ya woke up, she knew that she was going to face imprisonment, and she insisted to see Song Qingqing.

Song Qingqing went.

"Song Qingqing, I hate you. You are the reason why I am in this situation today. Remember this, I will never let you go even if I become a ghost."

Xu Ya committed suicide in front of Song Qingqing. She used a piece of iron she found from somewhere to cut the carotid artery in her neck, and her whole body was covered in blood.

Song Qingqing, even if I die, I will make sure you can't sleep in your dreams at midnight, hahahaha...

Before Xu Ya died, many scenes flashed through her mind, how she teased Song Qingqing in her previous life, how glorious her previous life was, and how happy she was in her previous life.

"I... am... not... willing." Xu Ya died with her eyes open.

Song Qingqing watched Xu Ya die in front of her through a layer of glass.

The moment Xu Ya died, Song Qingqing suddenly felt a different fluctuation, so fast that Song Qingqing thought it was an illusion.

Yan Qiao and Ding Jingchuan held their wedding when they were 26 years old. The lively and joyful atmosphere made Yang Zexi envious.

"Yang Zexi, pay attention to your facial expression. If someone doesn't know you, they might think you have a grudge against the bride and groom."

"I'm just envious. It would be great if we were the ones up there. I would definitely be the happiest groom." Yang Zexi said tentatively.

"Qingqing, we have both become great painters ahead of time. How many months are left until the 7-year agreement? Do you think it is possible to advance? My feelings remain unchanged, and my choice remains unchanged."

"You should have heard that I was doing charity?"

"I know, I respect, and I do it."

"But what you don't know is that I will donate at least 80% of my annual income to charity as long as I am alive. Can you accept this?"

Yang Zexi did not hesitate. "I respect your decision. You can use your income as you wish. If you want to donate, you can donate all of it. Although my annual income is not particularly high, it is still tens of millions, which is enough to support my family."

"I don't need you to support me, but I'm using my income to do charity. I hope you and your family don't mind. Of course I won't touch your income. If you can accept that, let's give it a try."

"Yes." As a grown man, I can't touch my wife's income no matter whether she donates it or not. As long as she likes it, she donates it, and I will regard it as a contribution to society and accumulating good karma for my family.

After Liu Yuche was released from prison, he originally wanted to go home to ask Liu's father and Liu Shiyu for some money, but he couldn't find them. Liu Yuche then sent Su Zi to find a job, and he became a parasite, staying at home playing games every day and refusing to go out.

After dating for several years, Song Qingqing and Yang Zexi got married at the age of 30.

Song Qingqing gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl, at the age of 36.

In addition to donating a large amount of money to charity every year, Song Qingqing also constantly advertises for Fence-Sitters every year to enhance Fence-Sitters' reputation.

Song Qingqing and Yang Zexi have always had a good relationship. They travel around for three months a year. In order to show his support for Song Qingqing, Yang Zexi donates 600 million to charity organizations every year.

Song Qingqing gives the Song couple pension money every year, and often brings her husband and children home to visit them and takes both sets of parents on trips.

Song Zhiye and his wife left this world with a smile on their face.

Song Binbing also grew up safely into a handsome young man, started his own company, and is now the CEO of a listed company.

88-year-old Song Qingqing has a grandson and a granddaughter. Three generations live together and her children are filial.

The 88-year-old Yang Zexi is in very good health thanks to Song Qingqing's care. He is expected to live another ten to eight years. Song Qingqing is relieved that Yang Zexi has someone to take care of him.

"Master, there are still 10 seconds left."

Ten seconds later, Song Qingqing closed her eyes peacefully.