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Even After My Death

Jiang Ning was the true heiress of the Huo Family, lost and living outside. After being brought back by her family, her birth parents didn't like her, her cold-faced brother despised her, and her twin brothers would tell her to get lost from the home at the drop of a hat. Waking up alone in the hospital, she was diagnosed by the doctor with a terminal illness, yet her own family was busy throwing a party for the fake heiress. Jiang Ning was furious! She kicked these so-called family members one by one, sending them all flying! If they didn't accept her, she didn't care for them either! ...... Jiang Ning participated in a rural countryside live stream variety show. Her haters caught wind and came to greet Jiang Ning's entire family in the barrage of messages. But what they found was: Day one: Shock! Jiang Ning catches a thief on the street! A golden retriever runs over to help her. Day two: Jiang Ning snatches a child back from human traffickers with her bare hands! A bird publicly defecates on the traffickers' heads! Day three: Jiang Ning fights a criminal in a life-and-death struggle! A goose mocks them at the scene. Thief: "I had already finished stealing, and she still caught me. It's absurd." Murderer on the run for sixteen years: "You might not believe it, but I just came to buy a bottle of water, and she came up to me with a big right hook." A nice countryside live stream somehow turned into a legal synergy. The online audience crazily tagged the official police accounts: "Let's be honest, isn't she an undercover agent you dispatched?" "Jiang Ning's side job is entering the entertainment industry, but her main role is catching criminals, right?" A certain big shot attached a wedding photo: "Wife, mine."

Arctic Circle's little bear · Urban
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436 Chs

Chapter 124: The Engagement Must Be Canceled! (Two in One)

By noon, everyone was exhausted, and Jiang Ning purposely chose a spot by the stream for a rest break because there was fresh water.

She had become quite adept at slaughtering chickens and letting their blood.

This time, however, Jiang Ning carefully collected the chicken blood in a bamboo tube, making sure not to waste it.

Nong Chun gathered some firewood, and soon a fire was blazing. Although he had a small stove, the flavor of chicken cooked over a wood fire was more aromatic, and the flames from the firewood burned more vigorously than those from the stove.

Drained from fatigue, Mu Mingxuan and the others were foraging nearby, while only Huo Miao, with both hands injured, remained seated in her original spot.