"Ziqing, life is beautiful, why do you want to die?" Sheng Wan asked with mixed emotions.

"What's good about my life now? Please tell me?" Zhang Ziqing asked with a sad smile.

Sheng Wan was silent. He also knew what Zhang Ziqing's life was like now.

Sheng Wan didn't even dare to think about whether he would still have the courage to live if the two of them swapped identities.

"Ziqing, the ground is cold, let's get up and talk~"

Sheng Wan reached out to Zhang Ziqing, ready to pick her up.

"No need for you~ I can get up by myself."

Zhang Ziqing reached out and pushed Sheng Wan, preparing to get up by herself.

But the moment her arms touched the ground, she couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

The short period of strangulation just now had caused her body to be in a state of oxygen deprivation, and she has not yet fully recovered.

Now, she felt her whole body was weak and it was extremely difficult for her to even hold herself up.

"Ziqing~Why are you making things difficult for yourself?"

Sheng Wan bent down, picked up Zhang Ziqing, and walked to the bedroom next door.

Coincidentally, this bedroom belongs to Zhang Zijun. On the table are Zhang Zijun's favorite figurines, and on the wall hang posters of his favorite basketball stars.

After turning on the lights, these scenes appeared in Zhang Ziqing's sight.

Sheng Wan glanced at the basketball shoes at the foot of the bed and immediately realized that something was wrong.

"This...is this Zijun's room? Sorry, let's go to your room upstairs," Sheng Wan smiled awkwardly.

"Zijun's room... It's been many years since I last visited his room. I didn't expect that when I came in again... I wouldn't see him anymore."

"Zijun~where have you been?" Zhang Ziqing burst into tears.

"Ziqing, Zijun just went out to play. He might be back in a few days. Why are you crying?"

Sheng Wan looked helpless.

"Where could he go? It's been several months and there's no news at all. Where on earth could he have gone?"

"It doesn't matter where they went, but you have to remember one thing. If Zijun came back and found that his beloved father and sister were dead, how sad would he feel?" Sheng Wan said coldly.

"Zijun..."

Zhang Ziqing stared at the door with dull eyes, feeling extremely sad.

"So, for Zijun's sake, you must live well. An elder sister is like a mother. Your mother ran away, and your father passed away. You are the only relative he has left in the world. You are his support!"

Sheng Wan spoke again earnestly.

"Your mother just ran away!"

Zhang Ziqing shouted with hatred in her eyes.

Zhang Ziqing was unwilling to believe that her mother would abandon her family for the sake of money, and she didn't want to hear others evaluate her mother in this way, even though her mother had done many excessive things.

"Uh~ Sorry, my mouth is foul, I shouldn't say that about our mother... Anyway, you know what I mean, you can't let Zijun go, otherwise our father will not feel good down there."

Sheng Wan thought of using Zhang Zijun as Zhang Ziqing's belief in survival.

When Zhang Ziqing heard Sheng Wan mention Zhang Zijun, she was indeed shaken.

A few days before Zhang Hongbo passed away, he kept talking about Zhang Zijun, saying that not taking good care of Zhang Zijun and not seeing him get married and bring home a wife were the biggest regrets of his life.

"Zijun, Dad..."

Zhang Ziqing burst into tears instantly.

Sheng Wan held Zhang Ziqing's hand and said with a smile and hope: "Ziqing, you have to be strong and live well. When you contact Zijun in the future, find him a good wife and give birth to a few more sons to continue the incense of your Zhang family."

When Zhang Ziqing mentioned the words "son" and "continuation of the family line", she felt as if she was being pricked by needles inside.

It seems that giving birth to sons and continuing the family line are compulsory courses for women, and they will fail if they cannot do so.

"Mr. Sheng, I'm really troubling you too much. Why don't you go back and continue your family line? Why are you staying with a crippled woman like me?"

Zhang Ziqing stared at Sheng Wan with a sneer and said.

"Ziqing, I...I didn't mean that, please don't misunderstand me."

Sheng Wan really had no intention of mentioning Zhang Ziqing, but he still attached great importance to raising his son.

Although Sheng Wan almost became a pervert in the beginning, it did not prevent the feudal traditions that were deeply rooted in his mind.

"Go back and find other women, and let them give you a bunch of sons."

Zhang Ziqing pushed Sheng Wan hard and said.

"Zi Qing..."

"Why are you forcing me to do this? I can't bear your child, and I don't love you at all. Why are you still pestering me? Are you a slut?"

Zhang Ziqing glared at Sheng Wan and shouted.

When Sheng Wan heard the word "cheap", she felt uncomfortable.

But then he smiled again.

The mentality is so good.

"Ziqing, no matter what you say, I will not leave you. I will take good care of you and stay with you forever."

"I……"

Zhang Ziqing sighed deeply, "Sheng Wan, you are really my hell! I must have owed you in my previous life, which caused you to torture me like a demon in this life!"

Sheng Wan smiled proudly, "Yes~ You owed me too much in your last life, so you came to repay me in this life. So you can't abandon me, you must repay me well~"

After Sheng Wan finished speaking, she reached out and touched Zhang Ziqing's face.

Zhang Ziqing slapped Sheng Wan on the back of her hand and yelled, "Get lost! I really gave you face!"

The smile on Sheng Wan's face gradually disappeared, and she looked at Zhang Ziqing with a wronged look.

"Get out!"

"I...will go out, but you can't commit suicide!"

Sheng Wan wanted to persuade Zhang Ziqing, but was afraid that the more she talked, the angrier she would get.

"Think about Zijun, you must not..."

Before Sheng Wan could finish speaking, Zhang Ziqing grabbed the pillow and threw it at Sheng Wan's head.

"Get out!"

"Oh~ I'll be out right away."

Sheng Wan reached out to take the pillow, dejectedly walked to the door, and deliberately left a small crack in the door so that he could observe the situation inside.

Zhang Ziqing's heart-wrenching cry could be heard from inside the room.

"Alas~ I don't know when Xinyao will come. It seems that my last hope depends on Xinyao."

Sheng Wan came to the door with a depressed look on her face and silently lit a cigarette.

Before he finished smoking his cigarette, he saw a car driving towards him quickly from a distance.

"Xinyao, it must be Xinyao."

Sheng Wan threw the cigarette on the ground, waved towards the car and shouted, "Hey, here, here!"

Dong Ming was just about to ask Zhou Xinyao the exact location of Zhang Ziqing's home.

After hearing Sheng Wan's call, he immediately accelerated and drove towards the door.

"Xinyao, is Xinyao here?"

Before the car stopped, Sheng Wan couldn't wait to open the door.

"Boss Sheng, I'm sorry we're late."

Dong Ming parked the car and unlocked the door.

Sheng Wan opened the car door and shouted into the car: "Xinyao, you are finally here!"