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The Chubby Rich Daughter's Counterattack

She choked to death after drinking a mouthful of cold water. Was there anything more unlucky than this? Of course, there was! When she reopened her eyes, she found herself transmigrated into a three-hundred-pound fatty. Not only was she fat and round, but she also had a palm-sized black spot on her body. She looked down at the layers of swimming floats on her body and swore to exercise and lose weight. She had just lifted her leg when she collapsed to the ground. This time, she was prepared to go on a diet and lose weight. When she heard the earth-shattering rumbles from her stomach, she held herself back. She had not eaten for three days, but she realized that she had only lost one tael. She instantly broke down. Sensing that something was wrong, she checked and realized that she had been poisoned. As a descendant of a family that practiced traditional Chinese medicine, this was a small matter. With acupuncture techniques in her hands, why would she be afraid of a little poison? Before she could succeed in losing weight, the scumbag canceled their engagement and her stepsister came to provoke her. 'It's fine. Staying calm is more important. What? Does he dare to call me an ugly pig, a fat woman, a fatty? This is intolerable!' With her acupuncture skills, she was able to detoxify the poison and become beautiful. Using her competence, she managed to face-slap everyone and lose weight while torturing scum. After accidentally rescuing a chronically ill uncle, he turned out to be her scumbag ex-fiance's uncle. She smiled maliciously and said, "Uncle, you should give yourself to me in return for rescuing your life!" When she saw the scumbag again, she said warmly, "My good nephew, call me Auntie." Persona: Song Jiaren: Vengeful for the smallest grievance, naughty, and cheeky. Yan Cheng: Two-faced, strong, patient, and cunning.

hTuSbI · Urban
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160 Chs

Poison Explosion

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Song Jiaren was brought to the door of a room. All sorts of shattering sounds came from inside.

Wen Qing pushed her in and closed the door.

Song Jiaren staggered from the push. The lights in the room weren't switched on, and it was too dark to see the situation clearly. There was only a low panting sound in the room.

She looked in the direction of the voice and saw a blurry figure beside the bed. It was obvious that he had also sensed someone entering the room and shouted, "Get out."

Song Jiaren turned on the lights immediately. The situation in the room shocked her. There were glass shards all over the floor and even the furniture had been overturned. Yan Cheng was sitting on the floor with a pale face. Even from so far away, the veins on his face could be seen clearly.

This situation made her instantly understand that he didn't use the prescription she gave him previously.