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The Almighty Rich Daughter is Explosively Cool!

For more than a decade, she disguised herself as a weakling while preyed on the strong – Qiao Qing had never viewed reputation as an important matter. But people began to take advantage and purposely hurt the ones she cared about. Qiao Qing then decided to stop hiding her real self. An incapable good-for-nothing? Her natural genius IQ can explode your eyeballs! A lowly commoner? Her real identity made her someone who you are not worthy enough to be friends with! A feeble chick? Her skills in ancient martial art can result in you looking for your teeth all over the ground! A godly student, a godly Go player, a godly night rider, a godly martial artist… as her real identity revealed little by little, all those snobs who once viewed her poorly began to switch sides and attempted to please her. Qiao Qing shut the front door. No guests welcomed. She blocked those who wanted her for their own selfish demands, but she couldn’t stop this one evildoer from approaching her. Just like that, climbing over the walls and entering through the window became Jun Yexuan’s specialty. As the President of the Jun Corporation, he had enough to protect Qiao Qing her entire life. But what bothered him was that Qiao Qing was far too independent and far too capable. Without any of his help, she was able to successfully handle everything. Jun Yexuan became moody – he felt like he wasn’t needed! So, on a random day, a cry for help appeared on Weibo, “What do I do when the wife is too capable? Waiting for immediate responses – it’s urgent.”

Tong Nieer · Fantasi
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1017 Chs

When has he ever seen her Cry?!

Penerjemah: CokeZero Editor: Rainystars

Before Qiao Qing could speak, Zhou Xin already sighed and shook his head, "The young master is terminally ill. No doctors of god can cure him now."

Qiao Qing then dragged him out of the room.

Outside the room, Qiao Qing stared at Zhou Xin, "Tell me, how did he get sick?"

Zhou Xin said, "Ms. Qiao, please don't make this hard for me. The young master doesn't want me to say…"

Qiao Qing, "If you don't tell me, how do I find out how to save him?!"

Zhou Xin said, "Ms. Qiao, I know you know medicine, but as I said, the young master is terminally ill. If there was a way to save him, with his wealth, why would he have given up?"

"Today, doctors can't heal those in a vegetative state," Qiao Qing said, "But I found a way. How will you know if you don't let me try?!"

Zhou Xin said, "It took Ms. Qiao three years to save someone in a vegetative state. So how many years will it take you to cure the young master's illness?"