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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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1700 Chs

Go To The Hospital To Get Your Brain Checked

Éditeur: Henyee Translations

Uncle Sheng had been a butler for so many years, so he could naturally tell that the other party's tone was unfriendly. Hence, he asked again, "Sir, may I know who you are?"

The person on the other line tried his best to suppress his anger and said unhappily, "I'm Kang Jichuan. Give the phone to Qiao Xi."

Kang Jichuan…

When Uncle Sheng heard this name, his heart was filled with disdain. It was definitely not a good thing for Young Master Kang to call Young Madam. He definitely wanted Young Madam to help Kang Qingzhi clear her name so that Kang Qingzhi could win the perfume competition.

He was silent for a few seconds, and when he spoke, his tone carried a trace of helplessness. "Mr. Kang, I'm really sorry. Our young madam isn't at home. If you have anything to say, you can tell me first. I can help you pass the message."

When Kang Jichuan thought of Kang Qingzhi, who was on the verge of death on the hospital bed, the anger in his heart surged.