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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.

hTuSbI · 现代言情
分數不夠
160 Chs

Firework Shower

編輯: Henyee Translations

"Of course!" Ye Zhentian nodded in a gentlemanly manner. "Of course, Miss Song Meiyu, you didn't hear wrongly. I'm proposing to you. You know, I like you and have always liked you in the past, now, in the future, and in the future, so I don't want to wait anymore. I already know my feelings very clearly. I like you and want to marry you, so…" At this point, Ye Zhentian held his chest and took a deep breath. "Miss Song Meiyu, I, Ye Zhentian, like you. Are you willing to marry me?"

"…" Song Meiyu covered her mouth and didn't know what to say, but her tears kept flowing.

"Oh, agree to his proposal!"

"Aunt, agree to his proposal. I want Uncle Ye to be my uncle!"

When she looked up again, she saw the two people watching upstairs.