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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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Meeting Liu Changfeng Again

Editor: Henyee Translations

Song Jiaren slowly fell asleep.

In the morning, Song Jiaren went to school after breakfast.

The moment Song Jiaren arrived at the classroom, Mo Jia waved at her happily. Song Jiaren sat beside Mo Jia.

Mo Jia smiled and said, "No one will trouble you in the future. But when I think of Liu Meifeng's death, I feel a little strange."

Song Jiaren sneered. She was the one who almost died. She didn't think it was a bad thing that Liu Meifeng was dead.

She looked at Mo Jia and said coldly, "Mo Jia, where did you get the plum juice you gave me the night Liu Meifeng died?"

Mo Jia was frightened by her and stuttered, "Liu Meifeng… gave it to you. She said… you didn't eat anything… and asked me to give it to you to whet your appetite."

Song Jiaren looked directly at her with a cold glint in her eyes. "She goes against me every day," she asked. "Yet you let me drink what she gave me?"