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Lady Gu Is Too Weak To Fend For Herself

Rumor had it that Qiao Xi had a weak constitution—a sickly beauty. Rumor had it that she spent a fortune every day on medications—eating them like candy. Rumor had it that ten servants waited on her by her bed every day—a burden to everyone. They were all waiting for the Qiao family to toss Qiao Xi back to the countryside and leave her to fend for herself. Qiao Xi: "They're all saying that I'm weak and can't take care of myself. Apparently, I spend money recklessly as well.” She looked down at her tattered shirt and was exasperated. Qiao Xi: “Are you saying that this wealthy family lets their daughter wear tattered clothes every day?” The Qiao family's rich daughter? She had enough! She would not be it anymore! Therefore… Scumbag guy: "Without the Qiao family, you're nothing." Qiao Xi: "If I'm kicked out of the Qiao family, I'll be done for." Scumbag girl: "Sis, don't be too disappointed. As long as you work hard, you'll be praised one day.” Qiao Xi: "Shut up, I don't know a traitor like you." The scumbag guy and girl: "???" Rumor had it that the Gu family's youngest son, Gu Zheng, rashly married a woman who had nothing but looks. Qiao Xi: "Is someone looking down on me?" One day, Qiao Xi saw one of Gu Zheng's employees racking his brains over a series of numbers on the computer screen. Since she was free, she lent a hand. Did she just crack the firewall created by the joint efforts of top elite hackers?! Gu Zheng inched closer with every step. "Qiao Xi, what else are you hiding from me? Hmm?" Qiao Xi: "Oh, no! I feel dizzy again! I'm so weak. This body of mine is just too weak!"

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Redakteur: Henyee Translations

Although the middle-aged man at the door was a little old, one could tell from his face that he must have been a handsome man when he was young. He had a gentle temperament and attracted many gazes the moment he appeared. However, no one noticed the anger in his eyes.

Who was this person?

Just as everyone was puzzled, Chancellor Chen suddenly stood up. Yi Cang's expression changed as well. A trace of horror and flattery suddenly appeared on his disdainful face.

Shang Jing was even more dumbfounded. All the artists and calligraphers present stood up when they saw who it was and were prepared to welcome them.

Everyone's attitude was enough to prove that the middle-aged man in front of them had a noble identity.

The students discussed softly. "Look, the chancellor and those calligraphers have all stood up to welcome him. Who is this person?"

"Muxue, do you know him?"