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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 · Geral
Classificações insuficientes
948 Chs

I’m Not Dead Yet

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"I'm not interested in a successful career," Jiang Xun said with a wooden face.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes!" Zhenming quickly said, "If Boss was interested, you would have done so long ago. You didn't have to wait until now. I know, hahahahahaha!"

The three of them were speechless.

You don't have to be so relieved after hearing Jiang Xun's answer.

"It's time to show your loyalty," Jiang Xun said. "Come to Chutian Hospital's room VIP301. Now."

"Yes, I'll go over now!" Zhenming looked at the time. "Forty minutes! I'll be there in forty minutes!"

Zhenming was on the phone as he rushed out. "Boss, are you not feeling well? Why did you go to the hospital?"

"It's Jiang Chengye. He was in a car accident," Jiang Xun said.

"What?" Zhenming was so shocked that he stopped in his tracks. "Director..."

When Zhenming received Jiang Xun's call, he had just arrived home and had not had time to change his clothes.