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The Real Young Miss's Secret Identities Revealed

After the real daughter of the Jiang family fell sick, she became stupid and insisted on marrying the cold-blooded, cruel, and crippled Fu Jiu. Mother Jiang said, "So be it. She's a good-for-nothing anyway. I only asked her to marry in place of my sister." Father Jiang: "After you marry him, remember to ask 9th master to help your sister find a better marriage." The fake heiress said, "Sob, I feel so sorry for Sister, but… if you get beaten to death by the 9th master, the Fu family will compensate us a lot of money, right? I'm looking forward to it." Jiang Li sneered. She bid farewell to her hypocritical family and brought her shabby dowry to the Fu family. After having been reborn once, she knew very well that Fu Jiu was the only person who treated her well. Everyone was waiting for Jiang Li to be beaten to death. Finally, one day, she was photographed by reporters and posted online. "It's all your fault! You used so much force last night! The Jiang family is going to laugh at me again!" Fu Jiuxiao said, "With me around, no one will dare to laugh at you. Moreover, I will make them pay back tenfold for the pain that the Jiang family has caused you!"

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Cooperate for the Investigation

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Yan Zheng did not have the qualifications to investigate the Long family, and even the case of investigating the assassins was shifted to other colleagues.

Long Zhan had a lot of connections.

Not only the mayor, but even the police station had his people.

Jiang Li held her waist and sat in front of the computer, posting the evil deeds of the Long family on the internet.

Just like before, she had led the netizens to dig up Long Kui's past, and was also prepared to invite them to see the real face of the Long family.

Suddenly, the scene on the page changed and the information disappeared completely.

Jiang Li's face could not help but darken. When she slowly straightened up, she lay down on the table with an 'ouch'.

She had brought this upon herself.

She would never take the initiative again in the future.