The Rebirth of the National Goddess

With a 'ding', such a crisp sound suddenly came from the silent morning, breaking such a beautiful moment.

Chu Jin took out his phone.

It was the remittance information of a certain bank. Someone remitted a large amount of money to her card.

Although it didn't indicate who sent it over, but don't even think about it, you know it's the Wang family.

It is easy for a wealthy family like them to know a person's bank card account number.

Chu Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the string of 8s behind the 5, the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

A total of 5.88 million.

A set of very auspicious numbers. Before she was reborn, she didn't care about these numbers, but after her rebirth, she cared about these numbers very much, especially after being exposed to Tarot cards. A set of magical numbers encompasses everything in the world and can determine future fortune.

It can be said that it is very rare for a family like the Wang family to consider such tiny details.

The morning jogger over there took the camera again, captured this moment and took several photos in succession.

The background behind her is a thick sycamore tree and looming bungalows, with fine sunlight shining in from the gaps in the dense branches and leaves.

Quiet and peaceful.

The girl stood against the light, unable to see her true face clearly, but no one could copy the peerless aura emanating from her.

Putting away the phone, Chu Jin continued jogging around the tree-lined path.

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At the same time, the supernatural world.

In the back garden of the Zheng family.

There are pavilions, terraces and pavilions, green trees and red flowers, promenades and winding paths. People who don’t know it think they have traveled to ancient times.

In the small pavilion in the center of the lake, there is a beauty in red who stands alone, and from time to time, the sound of a piano is pouring out from her fingers.

This song should only exist in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world.

A breeze blows by, bringing bursts of lotus fragrance, blowing the endless blue waves of lotus leaves.

The beauties and beautiful scenery make people take a look and be enchanted.

A man in black walked quickly towards the pavilion. Seeing this situation, his steps slowed down, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

The person in the pavilion was the one he wanted to protect all his life, Zheng Chuyi.

No one can match Zheng Chuyi's beauty.

It so happened that a servant was walking towards the pavilion with a pot of freshly brewed tea.

The man stopped the servant, took the tray from the servant's hand, and said in a deep voice, "Go down, I'll come."

The servant smiled slightly, "Yes."

The man in black walked towards the pavilion with a cup of tea in his hand, his brows that were originally frowning were now so gentle that water dripped out.

In order not to disturb her, the man in black specially slowed down his steps and restrained his breath.

Even so, Zheng Chuyi still noticed that those delicate willow-leaf eyes slowly opened, and the bright eyes gradually opened to the autumn waters during the feast, and everything in the world lost its color in an instant.

She looked back slowly, and said softly, "Mubai, you are here."

The originally graceful piano sound also came to an abrupt end.

Red was originally a gorgeous color, but when she wore it, it seemed that the gorgeous color was dulled.

Such a gorgeous red color made her wear a refined temperament.

Jiang Mubai was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, took off his black suit and wrapped it around her body, "The wind is so strong, be careful not to catch a cold, such an adult, why are you still acting like a child?"

Although he said reproachful words, there was no trace of blame in his tone of voice, instead it contained deep pampering.

Zheng Chuyi pulled the suit on her body, gave him a light look, and said softly, "It's summer! Besides, I'm not so delicate."

Jiang Mubai placed the tea set on the stone table, poured a cup for Zheng Chuyi first, and then slowly leaned over to sit on the stone bench.

"Chu Yi," Jiang Mubai raised his eyes to look at her, and the two words he said were lingering and affectionate.

Zheng Chuyi picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, and said in a low voice, "Well, tell me, I'll listen."

"Chu Yi, I," Jiang Mubai pondered the words in his heart, "I went to the secular world..."

Before Jiang Mubai finished his sentence, Zheng Chuyi put down the teacup in his hand in surprise, and looked up at him, a wave finally flashed in his calm eyes.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Mubai felt bitterness in his heart.

His protection for many years is still not worth the half of that person.

He hasn't even mentioned him yet.

She was so impatient.

Although he knew this was the result, he couldn't help but feel bitter.

Zheng Chuyi's eyes drifted into the distance, and she smiled unintentionally, "What are you doing there?"

Thoughts also drifted to the distance.

I heard that Mrs. Mo made another marriage arrangement for that man.

Don't know how long this one will last.

For many years, almost every time I heard about that person, it was because of this.

Although she knew that those people were not his good match, every time she heard the news, her heart would ache.

If those things hadn't happened back then, if her stand had been firmer back then, if she hadn't turned around back then...

But in life, how can there be so many ifs...

Seeing her like this, Jiang Mubai's heart throbbed fiercely, but he still said nonchalantly, "This time, I didn't see Brother Jiu, but I saw his fiancée in the secular world."

"Really?" Zheng Chuyi forcefully smiled, "She...how does she look? Is she worthy of him?"

Jiang Mubai took a deep breath, his tone was indifferent, and only when she was mentioned would there be a trace of warmth in his eyes, "Vulgar fans are not as good as you."

Zheng Chuyi covered her lips and chuckled, "You are the only one who can coax me."

Without saying a word, Jiang Mubai handed the previously prepared materials to Zheng Chuyi, "Here are all the materials of that secular person, take a look."

Zheng Chuyi took the documents and looked through them very carefully.

There was an inexplicable emotion in the bottom of his eyes.

Zheng Chuyi's fingers pinching the document became tighter and tighter, and her face turned slightly pale. She suddenly understood why Jiang Mubai wanted to go to the secular world in person.

This secular world girl named Chu Jin is obviously different from the previous 18.

Chu Jin? Chu Jin!

Zheng Chuyi's pupils shrank, and a light suddenly appeared in the originally obscure eyes. His fiancée's name is Chu Jin?

Does it mean that he still has her in his heart, right?

All the changes in Zheng Chuyi were captured by Jiang Mubai.

The hands hidden in the sleeves had already clenched into fists.

On the scene, Zheng Chuyi put down the document and looked up at Jiang Mubai, "The 8th of next month will be an extremely cloudy night, he can't live without me."

Besides, she couldn't wait any longer.

She was already wrong about what happened back then, and this time, she wanted to make up for her past mistakes.

Jiang Mubai didn't speak, just looked at her like this.

At this moment, no matter how vast and big the world is, there is only room for her in his eyes, and only her in his eyes, and there is no room for anything else.

Seeing that Jiang Mubai was not talking, Zheng Chuyi's eyes turned red instantly, she reached out to hold Jiang Mubai's hand, and begged, "Mubai, help me..."

Jiang Mubai sighed softly, closed his eyes, took her into his arms, and said in a low voice, "Chu Yi, why are you doing this? Why are you..."

Zheng Chuyi didn't struggle, and just let Jiang Mubai hold her like this.

"Mubai, help me, okay? This time, I don't want to lose him anymore, you know, I can't live without him."

Zheng Chuyi's voice was already a little hoarse.

Jiang Mubai's heart seemed to be torn apart by life, even though he knew that such a day would come, he still couldn't help the heartache.

He didn't even have the courage to speak his mind.

Mo Zhixuan is her happiness.

He is just a guardian, then, is, and will always be.

After a while, Jiang Mubai nodded, "Okay."

A faint word, as if exhausted the strength of a lifetime.

He held Zheng Chuyi's shoulders, looked at her seriously, and said word by word, "Chuyi, you must be happy."

Despite the bitterness in his heart, he still forced a smile.

In front of her, he didn't want her to see any clues, and he didn't want her to have any psychological burden.

He only wants her to be happy.

Although he was jealous of Mo Zhixuan, he didn't remember hating Mo Zhixuan, he only hated himself for not being Mo Zhixuan.

Zheng Chuyi nodded, and a smile overflowed from the corner of her lips. This was a real smile from the heart.

It is also the most beautiful smile Jiang Mubai has seen on her face. Heaven and man are amazed and envious of Bai Meisheng, and thousands of pinks and blacks are colorless.

She said, "Mubai, you also want to be happy."

Jiang Mubai concealed the bitterness in his heart, and said softly, "Okay."

He was afraid that if he said one more word, his emotions would burst.

The moon in the sea is the moon in the sky, and the person in front of you is your sweetheart.

The moon in the sea is the moon in the sky, and the person in front of you is your sweetheart. The heart is always the heart of the audience, but the person is the person in the play. — Eileen Chang