Quick, female general, I traveled through time to save my father

Chapter 322 Roar, the first life of being a sister to Muchen

Therefore, the subordinates of General Lin who sent the old patriarch back to Miaojiang completed the processing of the forest property rights in the Black Miao area.

On the way back, there was another family traveling with them. They were the same family that had sold the substitute Gu to Taoist Ku Gu.

Now they are all controlled by Mr. Lin's people in H City. Anyone who wants to find them will have to work hard.

The Qin family did not wait for Master Ku Gu to come back and save them. He was dealt with by Muchen himself. I have traveled through so many worlds, although I have never been to the world of immortal heroes.

However, according to the books in the thatched cottage in Sirong's space, Mu Chen and Sirong also found some methods to deal with these evil cultivators. Moreover, in this modern world, the evil cultivation methods are basically fragments, and the Taoist with Dry Bones' cultivation is not advanced enough.

Old Mrs. Qin in the hospital was the first to pass away. She struggled for a long time and was in great pain when she died.

First the skin and flesh swelled, became red and itchy, and then all the bones in the body shattered without being hit, and the whole person ended up like a puddle of mud.

Old Mr. Qin, who was waiting outside the emergency room, collapsed when he heard the news of the rescue failure.

The quick-acting heart pills in his hand were scattered all over the floor, and the brown pills rolled to the corner, soaked in spit from someone unknown.

The cloudy pupils reflected the neon sign of "Qin Group" outside the corridor window. There happened to be a poor contact of one stroke, and "Qin" turned into "Lai".

"The ICU costs eight thousand six hundred a day." Qin Heyang clutched the bill and watched his father sign the third mortgage contract with his vein-filled hands.

The ink frayed the cheap A4 paper, the same kind used for the appraisal report on the villa that failed to sell at auction last week.

The sound of the wheels of the nurse's body-collecting cart drifted from the corridor. The old man suddenly gasped like a bellows and sprayed the pills he had just swallowed mixed with blood on the court fax sent by the debt collector.

There were two gray marks on the knees of Qin's father's trousers. Three days ago, this Armani haute couture suit was still neatly worn at the shareholders' meeting, but now it was wrinkled like a rag. This was caused by kneeling at the old lady's funeral hall as a filial son and grandson.

My mother passed away, my father was in the ICU, and even if the company's various business investments failed, my mother's funeral had to be as decent as possible.

The CFO's phone vibrated in his pocket. The bank had just transferred the last 370,000 yuan from the company's account. That was half a year's wages owed to 23 employees in the finance department.

Under a gloomy sky, black cars lined the streets of S City's No. 1 Funeral Home. Qin Heyang stood on the steps, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the buttons on his suit cuffs. The damp June breeze rustled the strands of hair on his forehead.

"Mr. Qin, the Lin family has arrived." The assistant reminded in a low voice.

Qin's father nodded and motioned Qin Heyang to go and receive them.

His gaze passed through the crowd and landed on the figure exiting a stretched Lincoln. The eldest daughter of the Lin family.

Half a year later, Qin Heyang saw the eldest daughter of the Lin family again. She was not as they had imagined, out of shape, weak and seriously ill.

She was even more radiant than Qin Heyang remembered. A long black dress outlined her slender waist, and a pearl necklace adorned her fair neck, emitting a soft glow under the gloomy sky.

Her face didn't look sick at all, and instead, thanks to the light makeup, she looked particularly delicate. This was a far cry from her claim of "needing to rest" when she left six months ago.

"Tangtang!" Qin Heyang exclaimed and stepped forward, "Have you recovered?"

The Qin family's father and son were still unaware of the falling out between Old Master Qin and Father Lin.

It’s not that the old man intended to hide it, the main thing is that he didn’t have time to tell them.

After leaving the Lin Group, the old man went back to his old house to ask Master Ku Gu for help, and then Old Lady Qin became critically ill.

After rushing to the hospital, he saw the old lady's death and was so excited that he had a stroke and couldn't say anything.

Today, in addition to the three members of the Lin family, Sirong and Muchen also rushed back to S City and went to the funeral together.

We have worked hard for half a year and finally we can go to the scene to see the excitement.

When Qin Heyang saw the eldest daughter of the Lin family, he was just surprised for a moment. But when he saw Sirong standing behind Lin's father and mother, he was completely frightened.

As for Muchen, he still didn't recognize him.

"You guys?" Qin Heyang instinctively took a step back.

Miss Lin's makeup was elegant today, but her outspoken personality was fully revealed as soon as she opened her mouth: "What? Are you surprised we know each other? Hey? Why didn't you say hello to Chengcheng? Shouldn't you two know each other better?"

After hearing what Miss Lin said, Qin Heyang turned his attention to Muchen.

Today, Muchen wore a custom-made black suit, which was both low-key and steady. He was still not used to wearing skirts, and most of the clothes in his wardrobe were casual pants. He wore this suit for an occasion like today to show formality.

Seeing Qin Heyang's confused face, he also greeted him with a smile: "Brother Heyang, how come you don't recognize me after half a year?"

Qin Heyang had always disliked his fiancée Mu Chengcheng. The reason was not because of her family background, but simply because he thought she was ugly and very fat.

But you say that this androgynous beauty who is 1.7 meters tall and weighs less than 100 kilograms is the fat girl who was panting every three steps when walking half a year ago?

"Mu...Chengcheng?" Qin Heyang asked tentatively, his voice full of disbelief.

Lin Muchen chuckled and casually adjusted his cuffs with his slender fingers: "Just call me Muchen now. The name Chengcheng is too childish and doesn't suit me now."

"How... did you do that?" Qin Heyang blurted out, "In half a year, that's impossible."

Lin Muchen raised his eyebrows. "Brother Heyang, are you concerned about my body shape?" He took a step forward, so close that Qin Heyang could smell the faint scent of cedar on him. "Or are you finally interested in me?"

"You...you guys?!" Qin Heyang was so surprised that he stuttered, "You...are you close?"

At this point, Miss Lin put her arm around Muchen's shoulders and said, "Of course. Speaking of this, I really have to thank you, the Qin family. If it weren't for your help, I wouldn't have met these two good sisters."

Qin Heyang was choked by these words. He turned his gaze to Si Rong again: "Have you known Mu Chengcheng for a long time?"

Lin Sirong chuckled and took a step forward. She was wearing a neatly cut black dress that set off her skin like snow. "Master Qin's employees are so unprofessional."

Her tone was brisk, but every word was sharp. "When they were investigating me, didn't they find out that Mu Chengcheng and I were from the same orphanage?"

Qin Heyang blinked, trying to process the information. An orphanage? Mu Chengcheng and Si Rong?

"And," Lin Sirong continued, a faint smile on her lips, "I've been Mu Chengcheng's little follower since I was three years old."