Ju Ju

At the age of twelve, after Yuexin accidentally fell into the pond while feeding the fish, she learned one thing. 

Her parents were not her biological parents, and her five older brothers were also not her biological siblings. She was a fake daughter of the Shen family! 

Destined to lose everything she had, Yuexin directly... laid down. If she was doomed to lose everything, why not enjoy life while she still could? 

"Brother, is managing a company fun? Let me try," Yuexin asked. She wanted to give it a shot while she was still a daughter of the Shen family. She wouldn't have an opportunity like this in the future.

"Brother, is acting fun? Let me try." What? Could someone earn money by acting as a dead person? She had to hold this job down!

"Brother, is this gun real? Let me play with it." The gun wasn't too bad, but the recoil force was too strong. She needed to try a smaller gun next time.

"Brother, will your professor get mad if I go to your research center?" The professor was so handsome!

"Brother, this medicine smells good. Let me try..." It's delicious! However, her head felt a little itchy. Was her brain growing in size?

On the day the real daughter returned, Yuexin's five older brothers defended her. "Yue, can we keep her? She isn't particularly bright. It's dangerous for her to be out there on her own."

The real daughter sneered. She really is a cunning woman.

Later, she realized that Yuexin really wasn't that bright at all! Forget it. She can stay...

After Giving up, the Fake Young Lady Was Group-Pampered

Yue Xin looked up at No.12. His back was facing the light, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly, but his voice was extremely gentle at this moment. It was so gentle that it made people uneasy.

"I used to be a prisoner in Building No. 2. After that, because many people were afraid of me, I was promoted to a prison guard."

"Did you hear the notification? My life has just been handed over to you."

"This is the true meaning of the identity of a dog."

Yue Xin touched her earpiece. After the notification sounded, as long as she touched it with her hand, the earpiece would remind her if she was calling Bo Anyi. She understood that she could call summon No.12 anytime and anywhere now. Her gaze landed on No. 12's left hand and she asked, "What was that just now?"

No.12 subconsciously moved his hand. He wanted to brush it off, but he was still defeated by Yue Xin's gaze.

Fortunately, He Didn't Stomp on Her Face