Like Chang Jing and Dong Wanqing, who have been in a wealthy family since childhood, have actually had a very thin concept of money.

It is not like Lin Ye, who has an essential obsession with money. Without enough money, there is not enough sense of security.

But it is their attitude of not caring about money, but when they are in trouble, they will experience the dilemma of "a penny that stumps the heroes" even more heart-wrenchingly.

For Chang Jing, what does it mean to be 50,000 yuan, just one million yuan?

But now, for the sake of a mere 50,000 yuan, I am forced to agree to such an excessive request?

Even, to seek short-sightedness for this?

Looking back, Chang Jing really felt that she was too stupid. Could it be that her life in Chang Jing is only worth the 50,000 yuan?

Many times, people are like this. When they are in a certain dilemma, they always feel that they are too late to turn things around and dare not face the consequences of this matter. They often choose to escape, or even use death as the final escape.

However, afterwards, I can't help but call myself a "big fool". Why did I seek death for such a little thing?

"Aunt Jing! Don't die, promise Wanqing that you will never be too impressed again, okay?"

Dong Wanqing was crying and choked with tears.

She buried her head deeply in Chang Jing's arms, but her hands tightly hugged her, as if she was afraid that she would lose Chang Jing again if she let go a little.

"Don't worry! Wanqing, Aunt Jing will never be so stupid again. Moreover, I have died once today. It was that little classmate who saved me and gave me a new life. I cannot let down his painstaking efforts. Now, the Chang Jing of the past died completely, and the one who lives is a brand new Chang Jing."

While saying this, Chang Jing's eyes burst into a light full of vitality and hope.

Even Dong Wanqing couldn't help but be amazed and said to herself: "Aunt Jing has become very different today."

However, when he heard the "little classmate" mentioned by Chang Jing just now, Dong Wanqing couldn't help asking: "Aunt Jing, who is the little classmate who saved you? Wanqing must thank him well."

Chang Jing carefully told Dong Wanqing all the details of today's car accident truthfully, especially after Lin Ye slapped her, Chang Jing felt that Dong Wanqing should also listen to what Lin Ye said.

Transformation?

Power is infinite?

Can you still say such philosophical words?

Dong Wanqing couldn't help but feel a little scared. According to Chang Jing's description, if it was true, then this unknown little classmate would be... like a god.

Moreover, Dong Wanqing also noticed that when Aunt Jing came back from outside today, she did not wear a mask as usual, but showed herself completely in her true form, not caring about the terrible scars on her face.

"Aunt Jing, your face... After hearing that little classmate's words, I really don't wear a mask now?" Dong Wanqing asked timidly, because she also knew that Chang Jing didn't like other people's mention of her face the most.

However, when it comes to this, Chang Jing did not dodge or feel guilty at all, and said directly: "Yes! Wanqing, whether to wear a mask or not now has no big impact on me. I want to be the real self and not wear a mask because I am fearless of other people's eyes. Wearing a mask is just because I don't want to attract too much attention. There is a scar on my face, but there is no scar in my heart..."

Dong Wanqing was very surprised that Chang Jing was able to say this, which means that she completely let go of the psychological trauma caused by the scars on her face.

What I haven't done for more than ten years, the unknown little classmate who saved people actually made Aunt Jing completely let go of her words?

"Maybe, this little classmate is really the god sent by God to save Aunt Jing! It's like... well! It's like Lin Ye who came to save me many times..."

Speaking of this little classmate, Dong Wanqing thought of Lin Ye in her mind, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Isn’t Lin Ye saving himself and saving Aunt Jing like that little classmate, isn’t it just like the same thing as his?

Dong Wanqing couldn't help but sigh that although she and Aunt Jing suffered a lot of misfortunes, God always favored them and sent two "gods" to save them...

...

Hurry!

After the two of them had a simple meal, Dong Wanqing took a shower in the bathroom.

She looked down at the two bites on her chest, and couldn't help but frown and sighed: "What's going on? Why is the color darker? This... if this continues, will it turn into two black scars? How ugly that is!"

In fact, these two bite marks did not appear in an instant. As early as the first time I felt the pain on my chest a few days ago, Dong Wanqing found a big bite mark on one side of her chest.

It's the kind of bite mark that a person grows up and has a trace of the upper and lower teeth that can even be clearly seen.

However, at the beginning, it was light and I couldn't tell if I didn't look at it carefully. Dong Wanqing's attention was also entirely on tumor cancer. How could he care about the faint trace?

However, after getting off the operating table and being completely cured, the color of the two bites became more and more obvious, almost one tone was heavy in a day. If this trend continues, wouldn’t it be completely black in a few days?

Originally, the little swan costumes for ballet can be completely covered with breast shape, but the bite marks are very large, just like people with big mouths and bite buns or apples. The lower tooth marks are inside the chest shape, but the upper tooth marks are already on the upper part.

So, on this hot day, Dong Wanqing didn't even dare to wear a shirt with a slightly larger collar, for fear that someone would accidentally see the two rows of bite marks.

"This... this is really a trace of human teeth!"

Dong Wanqing looked in front of the mirror and under the light, frowned and looked at the two rows of bite marks on both sides very carefully. Because the traces deepened, she could see clearly.

One row after another, one by one, it seemed like I had just bitten it.

Even Dong Wanqing could see that behind the second tooth counted on the left, one missing, leaving a blank trace.

"What the hell is going on? I originally thought that after using some scar removal ointments, the traces would fade or even disappear, but now... how can I go on stage to dance ballet?"

Dong Wanqing was even more upset when she thought of the ballet performance, but what Chang Jing had done today made her suddenly feel a little enlightened.

"But, Aunt Jing can turn a blind eye to such a big scar on her face and no longer be afraid of other people's gazes. I'm just performing and dancing. Are you also afraid that others will see these two traces? Aunt Jing can face and accept it so bravely, what about me? Can I do the same as her?"

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Chapter completed!