Qiaoqiao

Rumor had it that Xaviera Evans 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 Evans family to toss Xaviera Evans back to the countryside and leave her to fend for herself. 
Xaviera Evans: "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. 
Xaviera Evans: “Are you saying that this wealthy family lets their daughter wear tattered clothes every day?” 
The Evans family's rich daughter? She had enough! She would not be it anymore! Therefore… 
Scumbag guy: "Without the Evans family, you're nothing." 
Xaviera Evans: "If I'm kicked out of the Evans 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.”
Xaviera Evans: "Shut up, I don't know a traitor like you." 
The scumbag guy and girl: "???" 
Rumor had it that the Mamet family's youngest son, Caleb Mamet, rashly married a woman who had nothing but looks. 
Xaviera Evans: "Is someone looking down on me?" 
One day, Xaviera Evans saw one of Caleb Mamet'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?! 
Caleb Mamet inched closer with every step. "Xaviera, what else are you hiding from me? Hmm?" 
Xaviera Evans: "Oh, no! I feel dizzy again! I'm so weak. This body of mine is just too weak!"

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Joan Lentz snapped back to reality, realizing she had been overly excited, and took a moment to calm down before slowly asking, "Is this a work submitted by a student of your school?"


Winifred Drew explained, "Actually, it's a female teacher, but she's even younger than the students, only twenty years old. When I saw this painting, I thought it was very strange. It looks more like the work of a calligrapher who has practiced for decades. I thought the teachers of Libanan University wouldn't forge, so I didn't make a fuss and asked Master Uland to take a look at this work."


Upon hearing that the other party was a twenty-year-old girl, Joan Lentz was stunned for a few seconds, shaking her head quickly. It was impossible for a twenty-year-old girl to have such a level of skill. Even if the other party really had talent, she would have already made a name for herself nationwide and wouldn't need to participate in these campus competitions.


Chapter 1020: This is Mr. Steel's Work