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The Chubby Rich Daughter's Counterattack

She choked to death after drinking a mouthful of cold water. Was there anything more unlucky than this? Of course, there was! When she reopened her eyes, she found herself transmigrated into a three-hundred-pound fatty. Not only was she fat and round, but she also had a palm-sized black spot on her body. She looked down at the layers of swimming floats on her body and swore to exercise and lose weight. She had just lifted her leg when she collapsed to the ground. This time, she was prepared to go on a diet and lose weight. When she heard the earth-shattering rumbles from her stomach, she held herself back. She had not eaten for three days, but she realized that she had only lost one tael. She instantly broke down. Sensing that something was wrong, she checked and realized that she had been poisoned. As a descendant of a family that practiced traditional Chinese medicine, this was a small matter. With acupuncture techniques in her hands, why would she be afraid of a little poison? Before she could succeed in losing weight, the scumbag canceled their engagement and her stepsister came to provoke her. 'It's fine. Staying calm is more important. What? Does he dare to call me an ugly pig, a fat woman, a fatty? This is intolerable!' With her acupuncture skills, she was able to detoxify the poison and become beautiful. Using her competence, she managed to face-slap everyone and lose weight while torturing scum. After accidentally rescuing a chronically ill uncle, he turned out to be her scumbag ex-fiance's uncle. She smiled maliciously and said, "Uncle, you should give yourself to me in return for rescuing your life!" When she saw the scumbag again, she said warmly, "My good nephew, call me Auntie." Persona: Song Jiaren: Vengeful for the smallest grievance, naughty, and cheeky. Yan Cheng: Two-faced, strong, patient, and cunning.

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160 Chs
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Rescue

Editor: Henyee Translations

Amidst Jiang Zhe's furious scolding, he was pushed out by these people. The people left in the private room were also trembling in fear in front of the stronger bodyguards. In a short while, they were all dealt with.

"I saved you again this time. How are you going to thank me?" Yan Cheng pinched Song Jiaren's face and asked.

Song Jiaren was forced to pout and couldn't even speak properly. However, the strange thing was that Yan Cheng was poisoned and always sat in a wheelchair, so why was he so strong? If she hadn't personally treated him before, she would have thought that this man was pretending to be sick.

Yan Cheng didn't need her to answer. He chuckled and said, "Since you didn't say anything, I'll collect the reward myself."

With that, he let go of Song Jiaren. Once she regained her freedom, she immediately distanced herself from him. The more he interacted with her, the more danger she felt.