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The Real Young Miss's Secret Identities Revealed

After the real daughter of the Jiang family fell sick, she became stupid and insisted on marrying the cold-blooded, cruel, and crippled Fu Jiu. Mother Jiang said, "So be it. She's a good-for-nothing anyway. I only asked her to marry in place of my sister." Father Jiang: "After you marry him, remember to ask 9th master to help your sister find a better marriage." The fake heiress said, "Sob, I feel so sorry for Sister, but… if you get beaten to death by the 9th master, the Fu family will compensate us a lot of money, right? I'm looking forward to it." Jiang Li sneered. She bid farewell to her hypocritical family and brought her shabby dowry to the Fu family. After having been reborn once, she knew very well that Fu Jiu was the only person who treated her well. Everyone was waiting for Jiang Li to be beaten to death. Finally, one day, she was photographed by reporters and posted online. "It's all your fault! You used so much force last night! The Jiang family is going to laugh at me again!" Fu Jiuxiao said, "With me around, no one will dare to laugh at you. Moreover, I will make them pay back tenfold for the pain that the Jiang family has caused you!"

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Fu Jiuxiao was stunned. He did not expect Jiang Li to suddenly examine his leg.

However, as long as she was not angry, everything else was fine.

Therefore, Fu Jiuxiao obediently sat in the wheelchair and let Jiang Li examine him.

"How long have you been injected with the anesthetic?"

Jiang Li was still angry, and her attitude was cold and hard.

"Half an hour."

Fu Jiuxiao pursed his lips as he observed Jiang Li's expression.

In half an hour, the anesthetic had already taken effect. For this reason, Jiang Li glared at Fu Jiuxiao again.

"It's better to keep your leg crippled so that you don't have to do all this nonsense."

Even though she was blaming him, Jiang Li still took out her own needle and carefully pricked Fu Jiuxiao's acupuncture points. She combined it with a finger massage to make the anesthetic less effective.

About ten minutes later, Jiang Li felt that it was about time. She got up and rubbed her numb legs.