Qiaoqiao

Rumor had it that Qiao Xi had a weak constitution—a sickly beauty. Rumor had it that she spent a fortune every day on medications—eating them like candy. Rumor had it that ten servants waited on her by her bed every day—a burden to everyone. They were all waiting for the Qiao family to toss Qiao Xi back to the countryside and leave her to fend for herself. 
Qiao Xi: "They're all saying that I'm weak and can't take care of myself. Apparently, I spend money recklessly as well.” 
She looked down at her tattered shirt and was exasperated. 
Qiao Xi: “Are you saying that this wealthy family lets their daughter wear tattered clothes every day?” 
The Qiao family's rich daughter? She had enough! She would not be it anymore! Therefore… 
Scumbag guy: "Without the Qiao family, you're nothing." 
Qiao Xi: "If I'm kicked out of the Qiao family, I'll be done for." 
Scumbag girl: "Sis, don't be too disappointed. As long as you work hard, you'll be praised one day.”
Qiao Xi: "Shut up, I don't know a traitor like you." 
The scumbag guy and girl: "???" 
Rumor had it that the Gu family's youngest son, Gu Zheng, rashly married a woman who had nothing but looks. 
Qiao Xi: "Is someone looking down on me?" 
One day, Qiao Xi saw one of Gu Zheng's employees racking his brains over a series of numbers on the computer screen. Since she was free, she lent a hand. 
Did she just crack the firewall created by the joint efforts of top elite hackers?! 
Gu Zheng inched closer with every step. "Qiao Xi, what else are you hiding from me? Hmm?" 
Qiao Xi: "Oh, no! I feel dizzy again! I'm so weak. This body of mine is just too weak!"

Henyee Translations

Lady Gu Is Too Weak To Fend For Herself

Henyee

Song Shijing continued, "Young Madam, you've also been invited to F Nation's fashion show. Last week, they were urging you about the 100 million dollar-design draft. You should take some time out to work on it.

"Although you're very busy and don't have enough time to rest every day, it's still the wedding gown of the richest man in the capital. You'd better hurry."

The smile on Yao Mengqing's face vanished instantly.

Song Shiyu was dumbfounded. When did his brother become so eloquent?

Since his brother had spoken out, Song Shiyu would not back down. "Brother, what are you talking about? So what if Young Madam doesn't design it? So many people are looking for her to design clothes every day. We can't agree to all of them. Besides, with our president around, even if she doesn't do anything, who can say anything?"

The corners of Yao Mengqing's mouth twitched. She was extremely embarrassed.

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