"I don't understand what you're talking about." Yuan Qing just stiffened his head and said coldly.

"Ah Qing...... This kind of thing of soul swapping is really ridiculous, but my feeling really tells me that you are really the former Yuan Qing, it's just that your soul has changed to a body to live. Han Zhen said.

"Mr. Han, do you have anything else?" Yuan Qing asked him.

He didn't say a word about what he had just said.

"I'm ......" Han Zhen looked at her, dragging a long word "I".

"If, it's okay, I'll go first, and when you think about what you need, you can come to me at any time." After Yuan Qing finished speaking, he bowed his head to him shallowly, and then turned around and left.

"You ......" Han Zhen wanted to call her, her voice seemed to be blocked, she couldn't make any sound, and her hand unconsciously stretched forward.

Yuan Qing had already opened the car door and sat in the car, with a bodyguard driving in front.

The matter just now will be handled by the secretary in September.

Han Zhen was still standing under the green trees.

The car was already far away from him.

Aren't you? But how can you be so like her? Han Zhen sighed in place.

……

After dinner, it was dark on the horizon.

Yuan Qing called Yuan Qing, who was in his thirties, on a quiet balcony.

Two women with the same name, in addition to the same name, their body shape, appearance, temperament, life experience, trajectory, interpersonal relationships, and social relations are completely different.

It's impossible to associate at all, these two people, memory is equivalent to soul, and they are converted into each other.

The phone went through.

"Hey......" shouted his previous body, but Yuan Qing couldn't shout a name that was too unfamiliar.

"Miss Yuan." On the other end of the phone, Yuan Qing, who was in her thirties, was watching TV, and when she saw the caller ID, she didn't want to answer the phone, because she didn't dare to face Yuan Qing, who was in her twenties.

"Did you tell Han Zhen about it?" Yuan Qing asked her.

"That day, he must have thought I was your ......" Speaking of this, her voice was choked and a little difficult to speak, "He, he insulted me......" She is a woman, born in a remote village, and since she was a child, the idea of self-love for girls is deeply ingrained, and no other man can touch it except her husband.

When Yuan Qing heard this reason, he closed his eyes and sighed.

She was regarded by him as a former Yuan Qing's closeness, and she panicked and shook out the truth.

"Miss Yuan, I beg you, I'm really fed up, I'm not you, I don't want Han Zhen to pester me endlessly, I'm already married and have my own family, I can't betray my family for any man, I don't want to be you anymore, tell him the truth, let him stop pestering me, okay?" Her voice choked again, choked with supplication.

She was afraid, if Han Zhen had always regarded her as the former Yuan Qing and did misdeeds to her again, she was just a woman, without bodyguards, her husband was just a teacher, and the child had just started school, if Han Zhen came to pester her again and again, what would she do?

Yuan Qing didn't speak, his eyes looked at the night, looking at the thick darkness that could not be dissolved.

"Miss Yuan, I admit it, I embezzled half of your property, I'm sorry, I'll give you back the money, as long as Han Zhen doesn't come to pester me anymore." She said.

When she inherited Yuan Qing's body, she also inherited all of Yuan Qing's property, she was not Yuan Qing, she couldn't manage the company, she couldn't do business, and she couldn't use money to make money, so she sold Yuan Qing's company and got 250 million, and other money, a lot of money!