Happy Number One

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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The man had nosebleeds on his face, which made him look a little comical.

Jiang Li was like a nimble snake. She circled behind the man, grabbed his arm, and kicked his leg. Just like that, the man was firmly subdued on the ground.

She picked up the high-heeled shoes at the side, pressed them against the man's neck, and said in a low voice, "Don't move, or I'll cut a bloody hole in you with the shoes."

A drop of sweat rolled down Jiang Li's forehead. Instead of looking embarrassed, she looked beautiful.

Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw Jiang Li.

This woman was too amazing. Even the stars in martial arts movies might not be as smooth as her.

The man was quickly taken away by the security guards. Jiang Li stood up and put on her high-heeled shoes again. She stood in front of the microphone and said, "Sorry for making a fool of myself."

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