"So this is your house? Not bad, much better than I expected."
Back in the Real World, Shen Qingxi quickly regained her composure and elegance as a wealthy heiress.
"What do you mean by 'not bad'?"
"I mean, I thought you'd be like Amber and need to sleep in a coffin, but turns out you have a normal family, normal parents, and even a maid!"
Shen Qingxi couldn't help but harbor a grudge against Li Mumu.
When I was stuck in the slammer with Amber, you were out there living it up without a care.
I thought you must have some tragic and deep backstory to evolve into that three-headed, six-armed red-clothed woman ghost form.
Turns out your parents are alive and well, you have a car, a house, all the luxuries, and even a boyfriend to top it off!
So what do all my sufferings count for?!
Shen Qingxi flopped face-first onto Li Mumu's bed and waved her hand to order Jiang Yinyin, "Hey, peel me an orange."
Xia Yubing sat quietly to the side, sipping tea.
