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Lady Gu Is Too Weak To Fend For Herself

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!"

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Two Paintings With Extremely Similar Styles

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"Master has never liked me. When I first became his apprentice, he refused to hold a banquet for me, but he's holding such a grand banquet for this junior of mine. Looks like I really don't have any talent."

As she listened to the handsome man mutter to himself, Qiao Xi realized that he was Qi Zhong's apprentice. However, this apprentice was not well-liked. He did not even have an apprenticeship banquet held for him before, so he was painting alone at the door.

She glanced at the man's painting. In fact, he was quite skilled, but he lacked his own ideas. Without inspiration, he would never achieve anything by blindly imitating other people's styles. But if someone gave him some serious guidance, he would surely make a breakthrough.

After thinking for a moment, Qiao Xi walked forward and pointed. "The color here is darker."