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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

We Stole What Belonged To Her

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

They all knew why Jiang Xun didn't go home.

Even if Jixuan was Nianzhen's son, he had to say that this was Jiang Xun's home before.

"Are you blaming Dad?" Yuexi's face turned cold. Since Jixuan had been dragging her down tonight, she wouldn't be polite either. "Have you forgotten why she left back then? It was because she was disobedient. But later, Dad also said to let bygones be bygones and that no one would stop her from returning. So it was she who doesn't want to come back."

Chengye's face was dark, but Jixuan said, "Dad, this role is originally Jiang Xun's. Are you snatching it from Jiang Xun to give your other daughter?"

But Jiang Xun was also your daughter!

Everyone understood what Jixuan was implying.

Chengye fell silent. His dark face gradually eased into one that was filled with guilt.

"You've grown up." Chengye patted Jixuan's shoulder with relief. "You're sensible now."