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!"

The Real Young Miss's Secret Identities Revealed

"Xiao, don't you feel that the atmosphere in the company is a little strange recently?" Jiang Li drew the draft while seriously talking to Fu Jiuxiao.

Since Jiang Li had dropped blew her cover, she sat on Fu Jiuxiao's lap and drew the draft.

Fu Jiuxiao played with Jiang Li's slender fingers and said casually, "No, isn't it usually like this?"

"Really? But I feel that everyone has been looking at me obediently lately, like..." Jiang Li bit her pen and thought for a while. Finally, she said with an awkward expression, "Like a zoo visitor looking at a panda."

Fu Jiuxiao was amused by Jiang Li's vivid metaphor and pinched Jiang Li's face. "This metaphor is very suitable. Aren't you the company's national treasure?"

Jiang Li frowned and pushed Fu Jiuxiao's hand away.

"I'm very serious. What do you mean national treasure?"

"Okay, okay, okay. You're not the national treasure. You're my treasure." His attitude was very perfunctory.

Is That Okay?