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Young Master Qin Keeps Coveting Me After I Beat Him Up

Jiang Xun was transmigrated as a cannon fodder. Her mother died when she was young, her stepmother schemes against her, and her father abandoned her in a village. But Jiang Xun didn’t panic, and she was a person who always won by virtue. Thieves would say, "Stop hitting me, I’ll change careers!" Thugs would say, "Stop hitting me, I’ll return the money!" At the Jiang family banquet, guests were watching her every move, waiting for her to make a fool of herself. “I heard that she’s been living in the village for eleven years and has a country bumpkin-like feel to her. If I were the Jiang family, I wouldn't risk her embarrassing me by letting her attend." Mr. Jiang said to her, "Stay behind your mother and don’t speak lest you embarrass yourself." Her stepmother nodded. "The Qin family’s patriarch, Qin Mufeng is noble, benevolent, and abstinent. Don’t even think about someone like him; he's completely out of your league.” Sure. She didn’t intend to marry into a rich family anyway. She just wanted to beat up the man in the rumors. But why was this man following her around all day every day?

As If Dawn · Integral
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My Girlfriend Has Quite The Skills

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

He was really good-looking!

She was a soldier in her previous life after all, and she had seen many men with good figures in the army.

However, Mufeng's figure still wanted her to whistle and praise him.

Her mouth moved faster than her brain.

Just as Jiang Xun was thinking about this, a catcalling whistle already sounded from her mouth.

Mufeng: "..."

Jiang Xun: "..."

She couldn't believe that it was her voice!

Mufeng sneered. "My girlfriend has quite the skills."

Jiang Xun cupped her hands. "I'm just average, third best in the world."

Mufeng: "..."

Mufeng had a teasing smile on his face. With his slightly curved lips and his figure, no matter how one looked at it, he had the temperament of a playboy.

Jiang Xun saw that Mufeng was getting closer and closer, but he had no intention of stopping.

Jiang Xun waved her limbs nervously. "Qin Mufeng, what are you doing? Stop! I tell you!"