Quick Wear: Don't Follow the Plot and Feel Good

Bai Qinghuan made a deal with the god of death.

"I'm willing to sacrifice my life to revive Fu Yanchen's company."

The God of Death sneered, "This is the first time I've seen someone use their lifespan to gain benefits for others. Don't you regret it?"

“No regrets”

"Once the transaction is successful, it cannot be changed. So, I can make a bet with you first."

"What bet?"

"Five years. If you can make Fu Yanchen fall in love with you, then I won't charge any fees. But now, I have to charge some interest first."

"Sure," Bai Qinghuan said confidently.

Not long after, Fu Yanchen's company was saved, and Bai Qinghuan gave birth to a son, Fu Yinuo.

It looks like this family of three is very happy.

Unfortunately, Fu Yinuo has been unable to speak since birth. No matter how many renowned experts Bai Qinghuan has taken him to, they still can't figure out the reason.

Fu Yinuo could often feel the disdain in Fu Yanchen's eyes.

He was young, but not stupid. So he didn't cling to Fu Yanchen too much and wouldn't go to the trouble of getting himself into trouble.

Soon, five years had passed. Fu Yanchen's company had become a rising star in the business world. Today was the day of its IPO, and all the major media outlets and leaders were present.

He was on the stage, looking down upon the world like an emperor. Bai Qinghuan stared at him infatuatedly, hoping to hear Fu Yanchen say thank you.

Sure enough, the next sentence I heard was, "In fact, I can't get to where I am today without the support and companionship of one person..."

Bai Qinghuan's heart was in her throat. She was nervous and scared.

"That person is——Zhong Xinyi!"

There was a cheer from the audience, some of them were envious of Zhong Xinyi, and some were moved by Fu Yanchen's infatuation.

The media also hyped it up, saying that the two of them were a perfect match made in heaven.

Only Bai Qinghuan returned home cold and dazed, only to find the house empty with only his 4-year-old son huddled in the corner.

She thought back to what the Grim Reaper had whispered in her ear at the scene, "Bai Qinghuan, you lose. From now on, you have three days left to live."

She panicked and prayed to the god of death to give her a little more time. She wanted to spend more time with her son.

"No." Death looked at her with disdain. "You just want more time to win back Fu Yanchen's heart. Don't forget, you have nothing else to trade with me."

"Then I'm going to die. Can you make my son a normal child?"

"Of course. He can't speak, and this is just a small profit I collected. If you die, the deal between us will be complete, and I will naturally return what I collected to him."

"So, it's my fault that he can't speak?" Bai Qinghuan burst into tears.

Bai Qinghuan looked at Fu Yinuo who was sleeping in the corner. Today was his birthday. How could she have forgotten?

She called Fu Yanchen again, hoping he could go home to celebrate his son's birthday, but unfortunately no one answered the phone.

It took her a while to realize that Fu Yanchen was not coming home. She hurriedly cooked a bowl of noodles and found that her son was already fast asleep.

It's a really bad day.

For the remaining two days, she kept telling Fu Yinuo to listen to his father, not to make him angry, and not to hate his father...

I left another letter for Fu Yanchen, hoping that you can find someone who loves you and treats Yinuo well.

As a result, she died for several days, and only Fu Yinuo was with her.

It was only when Fu Yanchen returned home to get something that she discovered she was dead. She immediately began to act like a loving wife, crying in front of her tombstone until she almost fainted. She promised inconsolably: "Go with peace of mind! I will definitely take good care of Yinuo."

The next day, he brought his white moonlight Zhong Xinyi back home.

Fu Yinuo could speak now, but he no longer had anyone to talk to.

His father doesn't love him, let alone Zhong Xinyi and that Fu Ai Zhong?

He was often punished by not being allowed to eat, and was ridden like a horse by Fu Ai Zhong every day. He was whipped, slapped on the palms, and given injections... He didn't even live to be 10 years old, and finally a high fever took him away.

Before he died, he heard Zhong Xinyi's harsh voice: "This little bitch! She's so tough! She's finally dead! From now on, no one will compete with our Ai Zhong for things anymore."

His nominal father still had a blank expression on his face, and everything seemed as calm as a chrysanthemum.

"I don't want to be my mother's son anymore, and I want Fu Yanchen to become the same as before"

"As you wish, little darling." After saying that, Ginger disappeared.

Ginger found Death and said, "Hey, handsome, can we discuss something?"

"What's the matter?" Death looked at Ginger warily.

"Didn't Bai Qinghuan make a deal with you? I want to keep her life for now and return it to you later. Is that okay?"

"No. I am a reputable god of death. I will take her life when I say I will."

"Really?" Sheng Jiang looked at him sinisterly, rolled up his sleeves, and put his fist in front of Death.

Death suddenly felt something was wrong and ran away.

Before he could run two steps, Ginger grabbed the back of his neck and said, "Why are you running? I'm not going to hit you, I'm just buying you some good drinks."

Then he brought the ginger soup to the God of Death and said, "Hey, this is better than the soup made by Meng Po, and it is also a tonic. It is hard to find in heaven or on earth."

Death doesn't believe it.

"Don't you believe it? It was all the rage in the underworld back then. From the King of Hell to the little ghosts, almost everyone drank it."

Death sniffed doubtfully, "Oh no! What the hell is this thing? It can hurt me just by smelling it?"

"Ginger soup. You seem to have too much dampness in your body. I'll give you some to drive away the cold."

"No, take it away quickly."

"Tsk, you don't know what's good." Sheng Jiang asked again, "Then do you agree to take Bai Qinghuan's life later?"

"Then when can I collect it?"

"Wait till she pays off her debts"

The god of death finally agreed. How could anyone dare to disagree? It's so scary! Who would let someone in the underworld drink something from the living world?

Bai Qinghuan complained to herself every day and called Fu Yanchen 800 times a day.

Every time it’s “Sorry, the number you dialed is busy, please try again later, sorry…”

Unwilling to give up, she continued to fight, and continued to hear the cold sound of machines from the other side.

"Yan Chen, why didn't you answer my call? I'm about to die, don't you even want to see me one last time? How can you be so heartless?"

"I don't believe it. I don't believe that after five years, I still can't warm your heart. I don't believe that you have no feelings for me at all... Yan Chen, can you answer the phone?"

For two consecutive days, she couldn't get through.

Today was her last day, and she was about to die. Holding Sheng Jiang, who looked exactly like Fu Yanchen, she felt as if she was looking through him to see another person, muttering to herself, "Yanchen, why haven't you come back yet?"

He lay in bed quietly waiting for death to come.

She never thought about how her son would survive if she didn't cook, eat or drink these days.

Fortunately, there are a lot of things in the ginger space.

In fact, it’s not Fu Yanchen’s fault that he didn’t answer the phone, because he has been very busy these two days.

His company's products were exposed as substandard and contained toxic substances. On top of that, he also evaded taxes and was plagued by negative news, including having a wife and children, and cheating on his girlfriend, Zhong Xinyi.

In addition, Sheng Jiang directly packaged his company's confidential documents and gave them to the rival company. For a while, he not only had to deal with the inspection from above, but also had to keep cutting products in order to survive.

It's a pity that he was too arrogant and offended so many people. How could the bosses of those companies let him go so easily?

No matter how he suppressed the news or tried to save himself, it had little effect. The company's stock price continued to fall.

That day, he took some time off to go back home, intending to find Bai Qinghuan and ask her to come forward to explain that he had nothing to do with Zhong Xinyi.

But Bai Qinghuan was only immersed in the emotion of her own impending death. She looked at Fu Yanchen sadly, "Yanchen, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, do you understand? At this time, you don't even care about me, and you actually want me to clarify things for you?"

Fu Yanchen's heart skipped a beat at first, but he quickly calmed down. "Are you going to die? Aren't you alive and well? Bai Qinghuan, why didn't I realize before that you were so scheming that you actually resorted to such a lie just to keep me here?"

"That's right," Zhong Xinyi said sarcastically, "Qinghuan, to be honest, I'm very grateful for your care for Yan Chen over the years. But Yan Chen doesn't love you, he loves me. I wasn't here before, and now that I'm back, it's time for you to quit!"

Bai Qinghuan looked at Fu Yanchen in disbelief, "You don't believe me? We've been together for five years, and you don't believe me at all?"

Fu Yanchen interrupted her impatiently, "Aren't you fine now? You're really becoming more and more unreasonable. To get me, you're even willing to curse yourself!"

"I..." Bai Qinghuan wanted to say, your company was revived because of me, and it was because of me that I made a deal with the god of death that I got you wealth and glory.

But will he believe it? Forget it, if he doesn't believe it, why should I tell him? Let me leave with this secret alone.

After thinking about it, he stopped talking.

"Bai Qinghuan, what are you doing? Come with me to the press conference, quickly!"

Bai Qinghuan closed his eyes and thought, forget it, let’s just treat this as the last time to help him!

Arriving at the scene, Bai Qinghuan spoke uncontrollably, "Back then, Fu Yanchen's company was in a huge economic crisis. I heard there's a god of death in the world, and you can trade with him, but the price is your life. I went to great lengths to find the god of death, and he promised to help Fu Yanchen's company get back on track, but he also made a bet with me that if Fu Yanchen doesn't fall in love with me within five years, he will take my life.

Sure enough, Fu Yanchen's company is thriving, but at the press conference a few days ago, he denied my efforts and only thanked his white moonlight.

It was obviously his white moonlight who abandoned him when his company was in crisis, but now she came to find him after hearing that he was a rising star in the business world;

It was me who helped him make a comeback, but he ended up divorcing me and living alone with his white moonlight...

I suddenly feel that these past five years have been a joke..."

That's right, why keep it bottled up? Just say it all out, that'll make things lively, thought Jiang.

There was a sigh from the audience.

Some people despise Fu Yanchen and Zhong Xinyi, while others think Bai Qinghuan deserves it.

"Scumbag, bitch, shameless!"

"This woman deserves it. She even gave up her own life for others. I wonder if she would ever feel better about her own parents like this?"

"That's right, no one deserves sympathy."

Fu Yanchen's face was extremely embarrassed. "Bai Qinghuan, don't talk nonsense! What evidence do you have to prove that my company's revival is related to you? Don't make up nonsense and try to deceive me!"

Bai Qinghuan bit her lip tightly, but still couldn't help but speak, "Yes! My son has been unable to pronounce words since he was born. I took him to countless hospitals, but they couldn't find the cause. That's the interest that the God of Death has collected from me over the past five years."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was an uproar from the audience.

"Bai Qinghuan! I think you are sick, and seriously ill! What good will it do you to destroy me? Hurry up and clarify things for everyone, otherwise you will never be able to hold the position of Mrs. Fu!"

Bai Qinghuan didn't expect that even at this time, Fu Yanchen still didn't believe her, and she felt very upset.

Forget it, I'm going to die anyway. Whatever happens to him after I die.

It was already past 11 o'clock at night when Bai Qinghuan left the press conference and returned home.

Seeing Sheng Jiang sleeping on the bed, she felt a trace of maternal love in her heart. "Son, it's no use forgiving me. I'm leaving. You must listen to your father in the future. He just made a mistake that all men in the world would make, but he is not a bad person by nature. I will never ignore you in the future."

"Besides, after I leave, your Aunt Zhong will definitely marry into our family. She has to listen to her. Even if she doesn't like you, she will never let you get seriously injured or beaten to death..."

Ginger: ...This is truly my real mother!

Bai Qinghuan waited and waited, and she was still gasping for breath until 12 o'clock.

Could it be that the God of Death forgot?

I waited and waited, and even fell asleep, but death still didn't come.

Early the next morning, Fu Yanchen, perhaps having given up, took Zhong Xinyi home directly.

Seeing Bai Qinghuan still lying on the bed, I felt a sudden panic in my heart, but soon I became happy again: This damn woman is finally dead. No one can stand between me and Xinyi anymore.

Before she could be happy for a while, Zhong Xinyi suddenly turned pale with fright, "Are you dead? It's a ghost!" She turned around and ran away.

Fu Yanchen turned his head and saw that Bai Qinghuan, who was supposed to be dead, actually sat up and yawned?

What on earth is going on?

He had heard about the Grim Reaper, and there was no way he would let him off the hook. Could it be that he was really resurrecting?

With trembling calves, he asked, "You, are you a human or a ghost?"

Bai Qinghuan took a moment to react: I, I'm not dead? That's great!

Ignoring Fu Yanchen, he stood up and walked towards Zhong Xinyi.

"Bai Qinghuan! What are you doing!?"

"Fu Yanchen, what are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I will hurt your Bai Yueguang? How can she be worthy of that? As long as I am not dead, she will be my concubine!"

After saying that, he gave a gentle push with his hand, and Zhong Xinyi fell directly down the stairs and became paralyzed on one side of her body.

Fu Yanchen was furious. He suppressed his fear and slapped Bai Qinghuan in the face, knocking her to the ground.

"Yan Chen? You hit me? Just for a woman like this?" Bai Qinghuan felt extremely aggrieved and shouted at the top of her lungs, "All these years of love and time, it was all wasted!"

Only then did Fu Yanchen finally feel relieved. "You're not dead?! Bai Qinghuan, you liar, how dare you lie to me?!"

How could Fu Yanchen, who had lived a smooth life and was so high and mighty, tolerate being deceived by others?

He just punched and kicked Bai Qinghuan, and not satisfied, he ordered people to buy a cage, handcuffs, chains, and a spiked whip...

Oh my god, it was scary to watch. So Sheng Jiang decided not to watch it and closed his eyes.

They are still children, so it’s normal for them to be afraid, right?

Bai Qinghuan officially started her tragic love affair.

Zhong Xinyi was sent to the hospital and bribed the doctor, saying that she had damaged her kidney and needed a kidney transplant, otherwise she would have to spend the rest of her life in bed.

Looking at Bai Yueguang crying, Fu Yanchen didn't hesitate and dragged Bai Qinghuan to the hospital. "Doctor, can you tell me if she's suitable?"

Bai Qinghuan was terrified. "Yan Chen, Yan Chen, please forgive me. I really didn't mean to do this. I just wanted to scare her, but who knew she would just roll away?"

Ginger: Of course you didn’t, because I did it.

No matter how much Bai Qinghuan begged, one of her kidneys was still removed. Without an organ, her body quickly deteriorated. She looked frail and unable to care for herself.

This is what a heroine in a sadistic novel looks like.

Later, Zhong Xinyi's uterus also began to deteriorate.

So Bai Qinghuan had another uterus donated to her.

Zhong Xinyi's heart was in trouble, and this time Bai Qinghuan couldn't hold on and died on the operating table.

Death: Oh my god, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Soon, Zhong Xinyi, who had undergone so many organ transplants, began to experience increasingly severe rejection reactions. She couldn't eat or sleep well, and would become breathless at the slightest movement. Soon, she had exhausted her yang energy and reported to the underworld.

Want to leave? How can it be that easy?

Duoduo collected her soul.

Fu Yanchen has gone bankrupt. He no longer has his big villa or luxury car. He lives in a rented village in the city. Thinking of the prosperity in the past, he can't help but drink every day to numb himself.

Ginger: Why not just drink alcohol? How about adding some cephalexin?

Just like that, Fu Yanchen met the King of Hell.

The soul was also collected by Duoduo and slowly refined like Zhong Xinyi's.

Yes, one is missing.

In this life, Fu Ai Zhong was not yet born. Sheng Jiang ran to the King of Hell and was served a bowl of ginger soup. The King of Hell was so frightened that he quickly ordered Wu Chang, "Go and give Fu Ai Zhong to her! Quick!"

That's right. A family should be in good order.