So many thoughts flew through her mind as Ling Qingyu sighed and kneaded her temple. Although she was rich and enjoying a leisurely life, she knew she couldn't stop.
Keep rising and prosper or be overtaken and pressed down. On the road, she was destined to work, she couldn't afford to spend leisurely.
What was Miss System's existence if she didn't endeavor in her journey? Even though she never heard once from Miss System, pressuring her to strive hard, Ling Qingyu understood she should assume responsibility.
Despite regarding the latter quote as bullshit, the stronger the strength, the bigger the responsibility. As a human being, that was a minimum value she must abide by to prevent herself from degeneration.
Ling Qingyu moved her limbs and felt them stiff. Oh, daily exercise and training wasn't done yet. Sure enough, people died under the peony skirt. She almost lost her discipline under Yang Qingyue's sugar treatment.