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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
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948 Chs

The Blame Must Be On Mufeng

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Mufeng was shocked. He instantly recalled his recent actions carefully. He should not have done anything wrong to make Jiang Xun unhappy, right?

Usually, Jiang Xun would voice out her displeasure immediately.

Jiang Xun didn't say anything since last night.

Mufeng felt that he should be safe.

"What… what's wrong?" It was rare for Mufeng to stammer. He even subconsciously took a step back.

Jiang Xun directly showed her phone to Mufeng. "Look at it yourself!"

The screen of the phone was too close. Mufeng could not see it clearly.

He moved back a little more to see the contents of the screen clearly.

Why did these words sound so familiar?

Mufeng frowned and took another look. Wasn't this his own Weibo?

Mufeng took Jiang Xun's phone and confirmed it again and again. He asked Jiang Xun with a dumbfounded expression, "When did I post it?"