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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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Identity Is Not an Assassin

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The assassins could not see how Jiang Li did it. They only knew that she only used a few moves and threw one of their companions into another trash can.

There was still room for one more person in this trash can.

Jiang Li closed the lid of the trash can and raised her head to look at the other people. She noticed that there was panic on their faces and they looked at her helplessly. No one dared to make a move again. They did not even dare to look into her eyes.

They were too afraid.

Jiang Li frowned in disgust. As she sized them up, she finally noticed that something was wrong. She asked in puzzlement, "You guys aren't professionals. How did you get this dagger?"

As soon as she asked this question, the assassin acted as if he was scalded as he threw the dagger in his hand to the ground.

"We can't beat her. Let's go." The assassin had to admit that their target was very powerful.