Chapter 489: Chapter 489

Jiang Xiaoxiao gently patted the top of her head, holding her close in her arms.

She softly caressed her back.

"Silly child, Tang Yuan is Xiao Xiao’s child, but he’s also your nephew! You’ve become an aunt now. Even though your sister focuses a bit more on Tang Yuan, look at how small he is, needing care. When he grows a bit older and your sister goes to school, no one will look after him. Isn’t that pitiful?"

Bai Yiyi looked at Tang Yuan hesitantly. Thinking this way, Tang Yuan indeed seemed worse off than she was.

At least when she was little, her mom and dad took care of her. But Tang Yuan’s parents would leave him so young.

The slight unhappiness in her heart quickly vanished.

"Sister! I’ll help you take care of Tang Yuan! I’m the aunt, I can look after him."

Bai Yiyi resolutely decided that she would be the adult.

Being an aunt is being an adult.

Jiang Xiaoxiao kindly ruffled Bai Yiyi’s hair, "Alright then, Yiyi, I’ll leave Tang Yuan to you! When I’m not around, you take care of him, okay?"

This child is the same as before, any little displeasure doesn’t linger for long.

Always the first to understand others.

Bai Yiyi nodded solemnly, reaching out her little hand to touch Tang Yuan’s tiny hand, "Sister, why can’t Tang Yuan get up and play with me? I can play with him. I know how to jump rope and kick shuttlecock."

It seemed like playing games with her nephew was her unshirkable big mission.

Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled softly.

"Yiyi, Tang Yuan is still too little. Wait for him to grow up a bit, and soon he’ll play with you."

In sleep, little Tang Yuan reached out and grasped Bai Yiyi’s small hand, holding it tightly.

Bai Yiyi’s eyes widened in surprise, but her heart melted completely.

She completely forgot her intention to keep distance from this little bun before coming.

This nephew seemed quite fun too, knowing how to hold her hand, mainly because that little hand was so adorable, even when in a fist, it wasn’t as big as a walnut.

Old Mrs. Song knocked on the door.

"Grandma, please come in."

"Put the child to bed early. Moting said he’ll gather with He Aiguo and the other educated youths at He Aiguo’s place, and won’t come back tonight. He told you not to worry and to go to bed early."

Jiang Xiaoxiao relaxed, it seemed there was nothing wrong.

"Okay, Grandma, you should rest early too."

Fang Xiaohui didn’t hear any commotion, feeling relieved.

Her mother-in-law returned, still with the same cold demeanor towards her, but didn’t say anything.

She didn’t even notice the earrings had replaced something in her jewelry box.

It seemed like she passed the test.

She just hoped Brother Yong and his guys would leave quickly, so they wouldn’t appear in front of her.

Now she worried about Fang Peizhong and his wife’s matters.

Fang Xiaohui picked up the phone. Mr. Wang had introduced her to a few people.

The only avenue she knew was the health system.

She couldn’t be a doctor or nurse.

But logistics work should be possible.

Anyway, Fang Peizhong wasn’t really in a position to pick and choose.

"Dean Li, oh, Uncle Li, hello! I’m here to bother you with something, what? You’re going to Mr. Wang’s, and we can talk after you return? Okay, that’s fine."

"Director He is not in, huh. Well, I’m Fang Xiaohui. When Director He returns, please let him know I called."

"Vice Director Bao, he’s in a meeting, huh? Okay, I’m Fang Xiaohui. When he returns, let him know I called."

Fang Xiaohui put down the phone; things didn’t look smooth.

Could it be that some rumors spread from Mr. Wang’s side?

Mr. Wang always turned a blind eye to things with her. If this happened, the only reason could be because of Jiang Xiaoxiao.

Why was Brother Yong so incompetent, unable to take care of one Jiang Xiaoxiao?

The question was, who was protecting Jiang Xiaoxiao?

Impossible, she had seen Song Moting.

A man with a warm smile and deep affection in his eyes, she didn’t see any fighting capability.

He looked broad-shouldered and muscular on the outside, but beyond that, nothing else was apparent.

So someone else must be protecting Jiang Xiaoxiao.

Fang Xiaohui felt frustrated that she couldn’t handle Jiang Xiaoxiao. Was she really going to let Jiang Xiaoxiao be so smug?

She had been reborn, but Jiang Xiaoxiao was too; wasn’t this intentionally making her unhappy?

It’s downright bullying!

"With the host’s rebirth mission nearing failure, the system will withdraw the remaining Life Value in three days."

Fang Xiaohui was shocked; who was talking to her?

She looked around warily; the room was empty.

In the mirror, Fang Xiaohui saw her face suddenly age to that of a forty-year-old.

She had only lived to forty-five in her previous life.

Now it seemed she was about to reach the death point of her past life.

Fang Xiaohui was so scared she almost broke down.

"What’s happening? Why is it ? I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die."

She was truly terrified.

"For the host to earn rebirth Life Value, accumulate over three thousand misfortune points within three days, or your Life Value will be reset to zero," answered a mechanical voice, then disappeared again.

Fang Xiaohui hurriedly asked, "Three thousand? What is three thousand misfortune points? Are you kidding? Where can I get three thousand? I’m not a bank."

Unfortunately, there was no sound to answer her.

Fang Xiaohui despondently looked at herself in the mirror.

Was she really going to die?

Jiang Xiaoxiao wasn’t dead, so why should she die?

She hadn’t done anything wrong, just wanted to pursue what she desired, and hadn’t done anything against morality.

Jiang Xiaoxiao was meant to die. Just like her, Jiang Xiaoxiao was reborn. If she didn’t get rid of Jiang Xiaoxiao, would she leave her to fight against herself?

They were enemies, a life-and-death relationship.

If Jiang Xiaoxiao didn’t die, who should?

She hadn’t harmed anyone else.

Fang Xiaohui couldn’t let herself die.

"Not just three thousand, if she can get ten thousand, she can get three thousand."

She thought it was worth three thousand in money.

Fang Xiaohui again set her sights on Mrs. Song’s jewelry box. After all, those things were just sitting there.

Taking once or taking ten times was still taking, the result was the same, at least let it tide her over, at least refill her Life Value, she didn’t want to die, nor did she want to walk out with a forty-something-year-old appearance.

A perfectly fine young girl now looked , if she went out, wouldn’t she scare others to death?

Fang Xiaohui made up her mind; if you don’t act for yourself, heaven and earth will destroy you. Why worry so much at this point?

This life she had was given for free, whatever way she lived was living, trying a completely different path from the previous life wasn’t bad either.

The next day, more than half of the jewelry in Mrs. Song’s jewelry box was taken away.

This time, Fang Xiaohui exchanged it for fifty thousand yuan.

Fang Xiaohui knew this matter couldn’t be hidden, and sooner or later, she’d be in trouble.

No matter how foolish Mrs. Song was, could she not notice so many things missing from her jewelry box?

She had to delay this matter for a few more years. She even thought about taking the fifty thousand yuan and simply leaving the city with her daughter to live elsewhere.

But without an introduction letter or residence permit, where could she live?

It wasn’t like in her former life when she lived to the end, and could go anywhere without needing a residence permit.

This timeline didn’t allow her to do that yet. All she could do was delay, push this timeline back a few years. Once it got to the eighties, she could take her daughter wherever she wanted.

Southern cities were future emerging development cities, once there, she’d be as free as a bird.

Fang Xiaohui put a lot of jewelry back.

They were fake ones she specially found, costing her several hundred yuan.

At least it could cover for a while.