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The Almighty Rich Daughter is Explosively Cool!

For more than a decade, she disguised herself as a weakling while preyed on the strong – Qiao Qing had never viewed reputation as an important matter. But people began to take advantage and purposely hurt the ones she cared about. Qiao Qing then decided to stop hiding her real self. An incapable good-for-nothing? Her natural genius IQ can explode your eyeballs! A lowly commoner? Her real identity made her someone who you are not worthy enough to be friends with! A feeble chick? Her skills in ancient martial art can result in you looking for your teeth all over the ground! A godly student, a godly Go player, a godly night rider, a godly martial artist… as her real identity revealed little by little, all those snobs who once viewed her poorly began to switch sides and attempted to please her. Qiao Qing shut the front door. No guests welcomed. She blocked those who wanted her for their own selfish demands, but she couldn’t stop this one evildoer from approaching her. Just like that, climbing over the walls and entering through the window became Jun Yexuan’s specialty. As the President of the Jun Corporation, he had enough to protect Qiao Qing her entire life. But what bothered him was that Qiao Qing was far too independent and far too capable. Without any of his help, she was able to successfully handle everything. Jun Yexuan became moody – he felt like he wasn’t needed! So, on a random day, a cry for help appeared on Weibo, “What do I do when the wife is too capable? Waiting for immediate responses – it’s urgent.”

Tong Nieer · Kỳ huyễn
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1017 Chs

I’m not Interested in a Young Woman like you!

Biên tập viên: Rainystars

"So what you are saying is that Qiao Zibo is Quan Zexi?"

"I am simply guessing." Luo Huai'an said, "I also think that the God of Gun looks exactly like Qiao Zibo's daughter, Qiao Qing."

Ruan Ming froze up and became flustered, "Isn't the God of Gun a man?"

"I was confused as well, but the God of Gun really does look like Ms. Qiao. Even their physiques are similar."

He then took out his cellphone and pulled out a photo, "Look, this is a photo of Ms. Qiao."

Ruan Ming lowered his head and once again, froze. After some time, he slapped himself on the forehead, "I remember now. No wonder I thought this girl's face looked familiar. It's her! She's the one who won the international race competition before!"

Luo Huai'an nodded, "The God of Racing is Ms. Qiao. See, doesn't she look just like the God of Gun?"