Raising her hand and looking at the colorful nails, Qingyue was stunned for a moment!

Then my heart sank. The nails turned such a color. Could it be that this person had some strange disease?

Or... was poisoned by something?

So, finally unable to bear the doubts in his heart, Qingyue looked at the masked man in white who was about to leave, raised his hands, pointed his nails at the other person, and asked: "Why are my nails this color? But what's wrong with that?"

Is it okay?”

Qingyue asked politely. She was afraid that it would be a bit abrupt if she directly asked about the disease, poison, etc.

Therefore, the word "inappropriate" was used instead.

However, she didn't expect that for a long time after she asked her question, the man in white would look at her like she was a fool.

After a long while, the man in white said, "Those are the nails you dyed yourself. Whether it's appropriate or not is up to you, Miss Xie."

After finishing speaking, the man in white went out carrying a silver tray.

Qingyue was the only one left in the room.

She looked at her current hands, at the colorful nails, at the unfamiliar wrists, at the strange clothes on her body...

Finally, she unbuttoned her blouse and looked at her shoulders.

There were traces of blue and purple on the fair and smooth skin, like traces left by a fight.

But, other than that, there's nothing on it.

At this moment, Qingyue was finally sure that she had successfully transferred her soul!

This body is not hers, but she is still alive!

--------Although this person's body and this place are not familiar to her.

Qingyue leaned on the head of the bed and looked up at the bright white thing on the roof, feeling more and more that it must be a night pearl embedded in the roof.

Otherwise, why would the room be so bright?

She thought about moving her body, but found that her whole body ached and she couldn't move at all.

Therefore, Qingyue could only lie on this hospital bed and learn about this new world little by little.

So, starting from this day, Qingyue had a new identity and a new life.

Blessings are where misfortunes lie, misfortunes are where blessings rely on.

Who knows whether such a life will be good or not?

…………………………

Monsoon Group, President's Office.

Ji Dongchen looked at the newspaper in his hand with a trace of undisguised disgust on his face.

"From this newspaper: At 2:40 in the morning today, a fight broke out in the "Ye Lai" bar on the corner of Changning Street. According to witnesses at the scene, the incident was caused by the jealousy of two young women competing for the top young master. The seriously injured person has been sent to hospital.

They went to the hospital for emergency treatment, but the specific circumstances are unknown. According to eyewitnesses, these two women are prominent figures, and the forces behind them cannot be underestimated. "Daily Gossip" will continue to follow the reports, so stay tuned."

Although the report didn't say anything, the photos published next to it explained everything.

It was already a week later when Ji Dongchen heard that his wife, who had repeatedly thought about divorce, was beaten into the hospital for robbing a man outside.

Of course, it was also half a month after the two people agreed to divorce but could not reach an agreement.

He looked at the relevant newspapers specially sent by the special assistant, with a subtle and indifferent expression on his face.

She curled her thin lips and said with unabashed sarcasm: "This is really the style of the eldest sister of their Xie family."
Chapter completed!