If only those nearing death could see Sister Death, then he must have already been dead for many years.
Qiao Zhihe shook his head, not taking it seriously.
In his heart, a vague curiosity about another matter lingered.
In the blink of an eye, another three years passed.
This year, Qiao Zhihe was fourteen, already at the age of adolescent awakening.
This year, Ho Qing was twenty-eight, still drifting through life with ease.
Gu Shengyin had now been in this world for seven years.
She had fully adapted to her current days, on one hand keeping an eye on Ho Qing, occasionally visiting Qiao Zhihe, but spending most of her ti traversing between the realms of the living and the dead with the souls of the departed.
The system couldn’t help but sigh: This truly is the world where the host is the most dedicated in their tasks.
Isn’t it dedication?
The work of the Grim Reaper was executed to perfection by Gu Shengyin!
But Gu Shengyin was actually distressed.
Sotis, as she watched the woman, Ho Qing, she couldn’t help but wish to personally seize and kill her.
This woman, if not for the deep fortune accumulated in her past life, would have surely died countless tis in this life.
She had absolutely no moral conscience.
Gu Shengyin followed beside her, watching her coerce the beautiful youths she fancied, observing her chaotic private life, seeing her engage in disreputable acts behind the scenes, and even witnessing her personally inject drugs into an innocent person...
She couldn’t intervene, because a Grim Reaper cannot ddle in mortal affairs.
She had tried many tis to send evidence to the police.
The evidence was enough to send anyone to prison for ten or eight years.
But it was in vain. When the clear evidence was sent to the police, it either turned into a pile of blank paper, with nothing on it, or beca false.
Thus, Gu Shengyin realized that in this life, Ho Qing was truly untouchable.
She recklessly basked in the fortune left over from her past life, and in her next life, she would only then bear the consequences for the sins of this one.
Is this fair?
It’s actually unfair.
But what could Gu Shengyin say?
She was rely a Grim Reaper reliant on the Heavenly Dao to survive in this world.
She couldn’t break this pattern.
Sotis Gu Shengyin wanted to turn a blind eye, but she couldn’t help herself.
Even if there was nothing she could do, she still wanted to watch, to rember.
The sins committed by this woman would eventually have soone silently witnessing every single one of them, rembering them all.
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The fourteenth birthday of the young master of the Qiao Family was held at the Qiao Family’s villa.
The Qiao Family didn’t broadcast this news widely, but those who needed to know were aware.
The only descendant of the Qiao Family’s three generations, the future head of the Qiao Family, such an identity was undeniably precious.
However, throughout the entire day, Qiao Zhihe seed sowhat distracted.
The observant Mother Qiao watched her son and quietly pulled him aside: "Little Crane, what’s wrong? You seem preoccupied."
Qiao Zhihe revealed a gentle smile: "Mom, you’re overthinking it. I’m fine."
His smile was so pure, like the most dazzling warm sun of early spring. It was said that the young master of the Qiao Family had inherited all the best features of his parents’ appearances, and once he grew up, he would be remarkable.
Mother Qiao, looking at her son like this, couldn’t help but feel proud inside.
Finally, after the banquet ended and the guests left, Qiao Zhihe excused himself by claiming he was tired and needed to rest, retreating to his room.
Has Sister Death returned? She rembers it every year on his birthday.
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