She died tragically from late-stage cancer, but was reborn and pampered by a military officer!

Back at the Luo family home, Luo Yusheng finished dinner and then picked up her phone to open a live streaming app.

As soon as you enter, the first thing you see is Song Qianqian's face.

Soothing background music was playing in the live stream room.

The young girl, with waist-length hair, sat gently and quietly in front of the easel.

For ten minutes, she remained composed, maintaining an air of tranquility.

Luo Yusheng casually clicked on her profile.

It clearly states above that he is Old Master Qin's last disciple.

The live stream was packed with viewers, and the screen was filled with comments praising the streamers.

However, Victoria Song kept drawing and ignored everyone.

Then a comment popped up: "The streamer is ignoring us, he's just pretending to be aloof and creating a gimmick!"

Just then, Song Qianqian looked up and saw everything.

Her expression remained unchanged, as if she had only heard a comment that was none of her business.

Luo Yusheng, who was outside the phone, was very puzzled.

Song Qianqian is doing all this, it's impossible that she's just showing people her paintings.

Just as she was about to swipe away, Song Qianqian finally spoke up: "Dear viewers, all the paintings I paint will be sold with links attached."

"I will donate all the money from selling the paintings to Project Hope."

As soon as she finished speaking, a link popped up in the bottom right corner.

Luo Yusheng clicked on it directly.

There aren't many paintings displayed on the link, but it's clear that they were painted by Song Qianqian herself.

The paintings weren't expensive, and in the blink of an eye, they were all bought by unknown buyers.

I didn't expect it to be so popular.

Although Luo Yusheng's gaze remained on the screen, her thoughts had already drifted far away.

The whole thing is so strange. How did Victoria Song suddenly become so kind-hearted?

He also plans to donate all the proceeds from the sale of the paintings to Project Hope...

Recalling her past life, everything she had endured seemed like a persistent worm, gnawing at every inch of her skin once more.

The chill and fear made her shiver.

Pulling herself out of her memories, Luo Yusheng narrowed her eyes slightly.

How could someone as extremely selfish and profit-driven as Victoria Song suddenly want to do charity?

wrong.

Luo Yusheng rolled her eyes. Could it be that she wanted to establish a persona in front of Old Master Qin?

……

The next day, during break time.

In places where people don't notice.

A man and a woman quickly made their way through the crowd and quietly made their way to a secluded corner.

Song Qianqian shook off Ji Tingxiao's hand, looked around to make sure there was no one else nearby before looking him straight in the eye.

Why did you bring me here?

She turned her head away angrily, refusing to look at him.

If he's so bothered by being associated with her, why did he even come looking for me?

"Why didn't you tell me before you started selling your paintings on live stream?!"

"The two of us can work together!"

Ji Tingxiao became more and more excited as he spoke.

When he came across her live stream last night, he was stunned for a long time.

He had proposed a collaboration to her just a few days ago, but unexpectedly, she went it alone...

Song Qianqian crossed her arms, glanced at him, and said indifferently, "I can manage selling paintings on my own, I don't need your help."

That's what I said, but deep down I still hoped that Ji Tingxiao could persevere a little longer.

After she finished her live stream last night, she handled all the orders by herself.

It's not difficult; you can do it alone.

But she didn't intend to break up with Ji Tingxiao.

She just wanted him to coax her again, just like he coaxed Luo Yusheng.

Ji Tingxiao was quite angry after hearing this.

He stomped his foot in frustration and said, "You're so stupid!"

"If you draw stroke by stroke, even if you stay up all night, you still can't draw many pictures!"

"The best thing to do now is to mass-produce and monetize, that's the fastest way to make money! You are Master Qin's last disciple, that title alone can attract a lot of people, Qianqian, as long as we can seize this opportunity, we can get one step closer to our happy life!"

He spoke very seriously, his mind filled with his own expectations for the future, completely oblivious to Song Qianqian's expression.

Watching the person in front of her chatter on and on without offering a single word of concern, Song Qianqian gritted her teeth and said, "Mind your own business!"

Ji Tingxiao's expression visibly turned ugly.

He meticulously considered the interests of both of them, but she felt he was meddling in her affairs.

"I'm doing this for our own good!"

"Ji Tingxiao, ask yourself honestly, are you really thinking of us? Or are you just after the money?" Song Qianqian gritted her teeth and finally said it.

If it weren't for the money, why would he have paid so much to Luo Yusheng?

Now that she can earn money, he's started to fawn over her. She likes him, but that doesn't mean she's naive or clueless.

"Song Qianqian! You!"

Ji Tingxiao's chest heaved violently.

Song Qianqian turned to the side, her voice slightly trembling with tears: "Didn't you say that as long as we take good care of Luo Yusheng, everything will be fine?"

Ji Tingxiao clenched his fists and bit down hard on his teeth.

He was concerned about the fact that Song Qianqian had suddenly become Qin Lao's disciple.

He sensed the gap between them and feared being belittled: "Now that you're Teacher Qin's last disciple, you look down on me?!"

Song Qianqian's eyes trembled slightly: "Is this what you think of me?"

She just wanted him to treat her better, was that so hard?

Ji Tingxiao opened his mouth, but left with only one sentence: "You can't understand me at all."

Looking at his "dejected" figure, Song Qianqian felt a pang of guilt, but it was quickly suppressed by her anger.

She stomped her foot and turned to walk in another direction.

This is right next to the school's artificial lake, and there's a small pavilion built next to it.

The location is secluded, and few people would come here specifically for that purpose.

Luo Yusheng stood straight by the lake, holding a math book in her hand.

The teacher just covered the above question type in class today.

Having been given a second chance at life, she cannot let her studies be delayed.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded behind me.

Then came the unbearable, burning gaze on my back.

She slowly turned her head and met Song Qianqian's resentful gaze.

Luo Yusheng was puzzled.

She pointed at the book with her index finger.

Because of Ji Tingxiao?

It seems the two had a fight and parted on bad terms.

"Sheng Sheng, what a coincidence."

Song Qianqian reverted to her pitiful appearance and fawned over him.

Luo Yusheng cautiously took a step back, creating a one-meter distance between them.

Her gaze remained fixed on the math book in her hands: "What is it?"

"I sold my paintings online last night and donated all the proceeds to Project Hope, which will also ease some of Uncle Luo's burden..."

On the surface, she was praising herself for being beautiful and kind-hearted, but she was actually subtly mocking Luo Yusheng for being extravagant and immature.