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The Little Brat’s Sweet And Sassy

The entire Yunzhou knew that the Ye Family had a new step-child in the house: Ning Li, a low-born and barely literate. However, when she looked at her 17 years old self in the mirror after coming back to life, she grinned. At 17, her step-siblings had yet destroyed her looks and stolen her glory—she still had everything with her. Since she was given an opportunity to start over, she ought to take revenge on everyone who had wronged her before. It would be interesting. After Ning Li was chased out of the Ye Family, she was cherished by the most popular solo singer in the entertainment industry, protected by the top international racer, courted by the heir to a multimillion corporation, and loved by her billionaire grandfather who wanted her to inherit the family business. Even Second Master Lu said to her, “Hold up you little brat, I think you should come home with me.” Rumor had it that Second Master Lu was handsome and beyond any girl’s reach until that one fateful day, when someone saw a drawing of a cool and proud young boy with bangs covering his eyes fall out from Second Master Lu’s book. The news spread like wildfire overnight, and on the next day, Second Master Lu was questioned. Ning Li coincidentally passed by, and upon considering her relationship with him in her past life, she stepped in and shut down the busybodies. Lu Huaiyu stared at the girl before him as he subtly put away the love letter in his hands and said with a smile, “I shall repay you with my body for saving my life.” A long while later, Ning Li saw herself in that particular drawing and she was silenced. She knew it was all a huge mistake.

Zhan Xiye · Urban
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1251 Chs

Can't You Trust Lu Huaiyu?

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Ning Li bent over and took the items out of the boxes, unconcerned about Wei Songze's question.

"I told the guy that we are out of stock and that I'll contact him when we get any new stuff. Speaking of which, Sister Lili, it's been a while since you drew anything. It's been around three months right?" Wei Songze said.

Other than the last-minute help at Tsinghua Cup, he had not seen Ning Li pick up a paintbrush. Even he wanted to see her painting again, let alone the art collector.

Ning Li froze. Actually, it was not just three months. Since her past life, she had not picked up a paintbrush for such a long time that she almost forgot how it felt to draw a stroke on the canvas.

"I've been a little busy lately. We'll see," she replied.

Wei Songze was not surprised as well. "I guess so. You are the genius of Second High, and you have to maintain the first place. I bet you have to study hard."