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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!"

Qiaoqiao · Geral
Classificações insuficientes
1700 Chs

Pink Porcelain Vase

Editor: Henyee Translations

Gu Zheng's voice was lazy. "Grandma's birthday is coming up soon. The Gu family is holding a birthday party. Come with me."

Qiao Xi nodded in agreement, then left the bedroom in a panic.

Looking at her fleeing figure, the corners of Gu Zheng's mouth curled up. Then, he took out a piece of paper from the drawer of the bedside table. On it was a sentence: [Don't have any other thoughts.]

Gu Zheng recalled the warm embrace last night before he fell asleep. Qiao Xi's weak and delicate little hands were wrapped around his waist. That touch was really lethal. Then, he smiled and wrote down: [I suddenly feel that it's not that bad having a delicate wife!]

After Qiao Xi went downstairs to eat breakfast, Gu Yao called. "Do you know that Grandma is holding a birthday party?