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Reborn As Lucky Star

The cultivator blessed with good fortunes but known to lead a slothful life was reborn again as Chloe Jones. Upon birth, she was shunned for being born a girl and abandoned by her family. What a pitiful life! Fortunately, she was taken in by a poor family in the village. She thought she would stop leading an idle life in this life, but that was until her senior brothers from her previous life showed up. Among her senior brothers, one was the king of the law industry and another was the wealthy president of an international company. One more turned out to be a doctor who was said to have brought people back from the brink of death and the last was a famous celebrity. Originally, Chloe planned to live a comfortable life with her senior brothers’ help. That was until an unlucky b*stard appeared. Whenever the unlucky b*st ard left Chloe's side, he would develop a bad migraine and fever. It was almost as if the God of Misfortune had possessed him. Someone once commented that he and Chloe were a match made in heaven. However, her senior brothers retorted, “Begone! Don’t trust this wolf in sheep’s clothing! He's been coveting you since your previous life!”

Counting Mushrooms · โรแมนซ์ทั่วไป
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Chapter 44: The Partridges of Early Spring

The ground in the village was uneven, and though the cart had shock absorbers, it was still very uncomfortable to sit in.

The cart's wheels rolled over the bumpy surface, jolting Yue Qingqing so much that she saw stars.

Yue Qingqing quickly reached out to her dad, and Yue Jiandong, smiling, picked her up and held her close to his chest.

"Wanting daddy to hold you, are you?"

Yue Qingqing leaned against Yue Jiandong, feeling both warm and steady, much more comfortable than sitting in the cart.

Thus, she ingratiatingly nuzzled the neck of this human vehicle, her fuzzy hat brushing against him, making Yue Jiandong unable to resist laughing.

Yue Jianxi picked up the cart, looking enviously at the father and daughter ahead.

The villagers all said daughters were worthless and sons were valuable.

His own rascal son, only slightly younger than Qingqing, did nothing but eat and sleep, facing him solely with his buttocks each time he came home.