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The Real Young Miss's Secret Identities Revealed

After the real daughter of the Jiang family fell sick, she became stupid and insisted on marrying the cold-blooded, cruel, and crippled Fu Jiu. Mother Jiang said, "So be it. She's a good-for-nothing anyway. I only asked her to marry in place of my sister." Father Jiang: "After you marry him, remember to ask 9th master to help your sister find a better marriage." The fake heiress said, "Sob, I feel so sorry for Sister, but… if you get beaten to death by the 9th master, the Fu family will compensate us a lot of money, right? I'm looking forward to it." Jiang Li sneered. She bid farewell to her hypocritical family and brought her shabby dowry to the Fu family. After having been reborn once, she knew very well that Fu Jiu was the only person who treated her well. Everyone was waiting for Jiang Li to be beaten to death. Finally, one day, she was photographed by reporters and posted online. "It's all your fault! You used so much force last night! The Jiang family is going to laugh at me again!" Fu Jiuxiao said, "With me around, no one will dare to laugh at you. Moreover, I will make them pay back tenfold for the pain that the Jiang family has caused you!"

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Bullying

Redakteur: EndlessFantasy Translation

After wrapping Jiang Li in his coat, Fu Jiuxiao asked Wei Ziheng, "Wei Ziheng, do you know how to pull out the needles?"

Wei Ziheng was stunned. His first thought was that someone had injected Jiang Li with drugs, but he quickly reacted.

Did Jiang Li inject herself with needles?

"No!" Wei Ziheng said anxiously.

Fu Jiuxiao's heart sank, and he could only carefully carry Jiang Li out.

He wanted to pull Jiang Li into his arms tightly, but he was afraid that if he used too much strength, he would hurt Jiang Li.

What should he do?

How should he deal with the rest?

He did not know.

Wei Ziheng looked at Jiang Li, who was in Fu Jiuxiao's arms. He staggered two steps forward, but he still put his hand down.

Wei Ziheng gaze fell on Fu Jiuxiao's face, and he could not bear to look away.

Fu Jiuxiao was crying.