Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 1475 - 814: Winter Break Life (2)

In the past, Ding Shuyan mostly witnessed Jiang Ning’s methods from the side, but had never seen them presented so directly.

The scene of taking a person’s life in an instant left her mind shaken.

If back then the Lin Zhongsheng Group, in commercial competition, had such means, they definitely wouldn’t have been stuck in Hui Province for so many years. They would directly eliminate their competitors, and without a leader, the rest would naturally disperse.

Then she thought that such methods, used in the commercial field, might be somewhat overkill. If it were her...

Suddenly, Ding Shuyan had a gut feeling, and she tapped the brake lightly.

On the side road, a semi-trailer truck ran a red light, honking its horn, and the massive vehicle barreled aggressively through the intersection.

Ding Shuyan slightly frowned. She had encountered such "road killers" many times since her aunt Lin Han always returned home at night, leading to frequent encounters.

These semi-trailer trucks loved to run red lights, reckless, but why run the red light?

You can’t ask, because the answer is always that the truck driver’s family has their struggles, with elderly and young ones to care for.

At such times, Ding Shuyan always felt powerless. She came from a decent background, yet in these situations, she was still at a loss for what to do, even if she wielded great power, she could still be killed by a truck.

The human body is ultimately too fragile.

And, transcendent...

Ding Shuyan believes that people belong to different levels.

For instance, the neurotic old lady and rogue son she just encountered; if ordinary people have bad luck, they could only be scammed, paying at least tens of thousands of yuan.

If luck is better, they could get embroiled in lawsuits that lead to a mess, eventually barely escaping, but the anger and helplessness, the wasted time and effort, are inevitable.

As for Ding Shuyan, if she encounters such things, she could first avoid them, then let official departments intervene and teach them a harsh lesson, but that’s about it. If not completely resolved, there might be a chance of retaliation.

One level higher is the transcendent.

To easily eliminate things you dislike, such ultimate power, for someone like Ding Shuyan who has fulfilled material needs, is almost like paradise on earth.

Transcendence, it’s a power that crushes everything!

As for whether Jiang Ning’s methods are too ruthless?

Ding Shuyan’s expression was indifferent, deeming them as mere trash, not even considered consumables, it’s fine to eliminate them.

On the other hand, if it weren’t her today, but rather an unfortunate ordinary person? What then?

Only those who aren’t directly affected can advise forgiveness and tolerance.

It’s not about being scammed; even if an ordinary person gets their battery stolen, they might just wish to kill the thief.

So, is it because you cannot kill them that you won’t?

If Ding Shuyan were transcendent, the first thing she’d do is show the world what it means for a ’villain’ to gain success.

Thinking of this, a smile spread across her cheeks.

Her swirling thoughts slowly receded, Ding Shuyan drove onto the mountain road, arriving at the villa area of ​​Hu Qi Mountain.

She parked the car in the brightly lit underground garage, then carried a fruit basket given by Jiang Ning and took the elevator up.

The living room on the second floor was warmly heated, Lin Han was snuggled on the sofa watching TV; she had no meetings today and found some rare time to relax.

"Back already?"

"Yeah." Ding Shuyan placed the fruit basket on the table, taking off her cashmere coat,

Lin Zida was playing LOL and had just lost a crystal, so he dejectedly ran out from the gaming room: "What’s that?"

Ding Shuyan didn’t answer; she raised her hand and gently caressed the fruit basket, the subtle action revealing her affection for this gift, her first from Jiang Ning.

The next moment, she opened the sealed fruit basket, and immediately, a wave of fragrance wafted through the air, quickly spreading, even reaching Lin Han on the sofa, making her smell the scent of strawberries.

Lin Zida glanced over, seeing dozens of strawberries as large as eggs, as bright red as colored glaze, neatly arranged in the basket. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

He blurted out: "Holy cow, they’re beautiful!"

These strawberries were perfectly round without any deformities, their surfaces shimmering with a vibrant gloss, like the legendary celestial fruit.

Lin Zida: "Can we eat them?"

Ding Shuyan: "Yes."

Lin Zida grabbed one; a real man doesn’t need to wash it, just pops it into his mouth.

The strawberry burst at the slightest touch, the pure sweetness spreading as the flesh exploded. Within two bites, Lin Zida finished one strawberry and reached for another.

Ding Shuyan and Lin Han both watched him, seemingly inquiring.

Lin Zida unabashedly said: "It’s terrible, don’t eat it!"

He reached for another strawberry.

Ding Shuyan’s intelligence wasn’t easily deceived; don’t forget she was adept at selecting fruits. She fixed her gaze on Lin Zida.

Lin Zida had no choice but to confess: "Sweet, really sweet, with only a hint of sourness, it’s so darn delicious!"

Lin Han couldn’t wait, washed one, and put it in her mouth to taste. Instantly her expression changed; after finishing one, she said: "It’s not incredibly sweet, but it’s layered in sweetness, decreasing from the top down, just right."

Lin Zida puzzled: "That’s odd, mine was purely sweet."

Ding Shuyan opened her red lips slightly, tasted one, the texture was top-notch, she even felt a tiny stream sliding across her tongue, as if flowing into her mind, refreshing her whole body.

"What flavor?" Lin Han and Lin Zida asked.

Ding Shuyan: "Perfectly balanced between sweet and sour."

Lin Zida was puzzled: "That’s strange."

He ate another, all purely sweet, while Lin Han experienced layered sweetness, each having a different impression.

After pondering, Lin Zida said: "I suddenly remembered a description of strawberries, saying they change flavor based on your mood. Could this really be that kind of strawberry?"

Lin Han didn’t dwell on the flavor; she scrutinized her niece: "Where did you get these?"

At the Changqing Liquid Company of her supposed rival Shao Shuangshuang, she hadn’t encountered strawberries of this quality, yet her niece managed to get them. Coupled with the morning’s unusual outing, it was quite unusual.

Ding Shuyan casually replied: "You don’t need to care about the chicken when eating eggs."

...

When Jiang Ning received Ding Shuyan’s message, he and Tongtong had just finished the lamb, two portions for him, eight for Tongtong.

It was now already 11 a.m., the sun was shining brightly, and they were basking in the sun at the door.

Compared to the pleasure-seeking Jiang Ning and Tongtong, others in the bungalow were quite energetic.

The old guy Mr. Qian was playing badminton with the college student Zhang Ruyun, burning with the brilliance of life.

Jiang Ning: "Not bad."

Ding Shuyan sent a message thanking him: "Thanks for the strawberries."

Jiang Ning: "Aren’t they sweet?"

Ding Shuyan: "Although they’re very sweet, compared to you, they pale in comparison (heart).

Jiang Ning: "Sis, you’re getting more and more..."

As he replied idly to the messages, Zhang Ruyun set down his racket.

"I’m done, heading to a class reunion."

Zhang Ruyun was very happy, smiling with a hint of anticipation on his face.

Mr. Qian sighed: "Class reunions are nice, back when I..."

Zhang Ruyun didn’t have time to listen to his bragging: "They’ve booked a restaurant, I’m just in time to head over."

"Off I go!" Zhang Ruyun took off on his electric scooter, curious why the next-door Xue Chuchu hadn’t left yet.

Quickly, Zhang Ruyun put the thought out of his mind, thinking of showing off with his girlfriend at the reunion, his smug smile barely contained.

Boy classmates and girl classmates who once looked down on me, hear this... I, Zhang Ruyun...

Thinking of dominating his male classmates mentally, Zhang Ruyun couldn’t wait to set off.

Xue Yuantong wondered: "Jiang Ning, Jiang Ning, are class reunions really that exciting?"

In their class 8 group, there’s constant bickering or preparation for arguments; if Xin Youling doesn’t manage it promptly, they exchange C-language greetings without any friendship evident.

Jiang Ning: "I don’t know, never attended one."

However, if given the opportunity, years from now, he planned to let class 8 see what it means that they’ve all reached midlife, while Jiang Ning is still youthful.