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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!"

Happy Number One · Allgemein
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1305 Chs

Taking the Initiative

Redakteur: EndlessFantasy Translation

Inside the base...

After a full body check-up, Jiang Man was in a daze, as if her brain was about to crack.

When the researcher found out about this situation, he said very calmly, "Jiang Man, you have to control your temper in the future."

"Why should I control it? Why isn't someone else controlling theirs?" Jiang Man asked unhappily.

The researcher noticed that Jiang Man's tone was full of resentment. Knowing that the drug had another adverse reaction and affected her condition, he did not continue to discuss these irrelevant topics with her.

Jiang Man tried her best to turn her head and look at the researcher with her eyes wide open. She asked, "How's the situation?"

She was referring to the people she had arranged to deal with the people who were following her.

If no one followed her, it would not matter.