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Young Master Qin Keeps Coveting Me After I Beat Him Up

Jiang Xun was transmigrated as a cannon fodder. Her mother died when she was young, her stepmother schemes against her, and her father abandoned her in a village. But Jiang Xun didn’t panic, and she was a person who always won by virtue. Thieves would say, "Stop hitting me, I’ll change careers!" Thugs would say, "Stop hitting me, I’ll return the money!" At the Jiang family banquet, guests were watching her every move, waiting for her to make a fool of herself. “I heard that she’s been living in the village for eleven years and has a country bumpkin-like feel to her. If I were the Jiang family, I wouldn't risk her embarrassing me by letting her attend." Mr. Jiang said to her, "Stay behind your mother and don’t speak lest you embarrass yourself." Her stepmother nodded. "The Qin family’s patriarch, Qin Mufeng is noble, benevolent, and abstinent. Don’t even think about someone like him; he's completely out of your league.” Sure. She didn’t intend to marry into a rich family anyway. She just wanted to beat up the man in the rumors. But why was this man following her around all day every day?

As If Dawn · General
Not enough ratings
948 Chs

I Couldn’t Even Get A Mouthful Of The Hot Gossip

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Qiyao lowered her head and used her phone to tap into Jingsheng's Weibo.

Because they had worked together on the show before, even if the two were not familiar with each other at the beginning and could not even find a topic to chat about and would either look at each other awkwardly or chat awkwardly, they still had to follow each other's Weibo first.

Otherwise, it would be too unprofessional to be an intern couple on the show and not even follow each other's Weibo.

Qiyao opened Jingsheng's Weibo and saw Jingsheng's latest Weibo post. The time display showed that it had just been posted.

Tan Jingsheng V: [The concert went well. The person I like also came to my concert. She's my girlfriend now. @Zhang Qiyao.]

Qiyao's face slowly blushed.

Nevertheless, following Jingsheng's example, Qiyao posted in a similar manner.

Her hands were still shaking as she typed.

She was a little nervous, excited, and embarrassed.