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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Jiang Li felt dizzy, and she did not have much strength left in her body.

Seeing the watermelon juice on the table, Jiang Li used her remaining strength to hold Su Tongtong's hand, which hurt Su Tongtong a little.

However, Su Tongtong did not dare to shake off Jiang Li's hand. Instead, she nervously looked at Jiang Li and kept asking what was wrong with her?

"Who gave you this watermelon juice?"

Jiang Li's voice was also a little low. In the noisy environment, Su Tongtong could not hear it clearly.

Before Su Tongtong could fully understand the situation, Jiang Li's body could no longer support herself and fell onto the sofa. Su Tongtong was shocked and quickly supported Jiang Li. However, her movements were too much for the high heels to support, so Su Tongtong sprained her ankle, but at least she helped Jiang Li to the sofa safely.

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