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Young Master Qin Keeps Coveting Me After I Beat Him Up

Jiang Xun was transmigrated as a cannon fodder. Her mother died when she was young, her stepmother schemes against her, and her father abandoned her in a village. But Jiang Xun didn’t panic, and she was a person who always won by virtue. Thieves would say, "Stop hitting me, I’ll change careers!" Thugs would say, "Stop hitting me, I’ll return the money!" At the Jiang family banquet, guests were watching her every move, waiting for her to make a fool of herself. “I heard that she’s been living in the village for eleven years and has a country bumpkin-like feel to her. If I were the Jiang family, I wouldn't risk her embarrassing me by letting her attend." Mr. Jiang said to her, "Stay behind your mother and don’t speak lest you embarrass yourself." Her stepmother nodded. "The Qin family’s patriarch, Qin Mufeng is noble, benevolent, and abstinent. Don’t even think about someone like him; he's completely out of your league.” Sure. She didn’t intend to marry into a rich family anyway. She just wanted to beat up the man in the rumors. But why was this man following her around all day every day?

As If Dawn · General
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948 Chs

Somewhat Regretting Her Boastful Words Last Night

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

But Jiang Xun actually started to question him!

Mufeng thought to himself. He really wanted to, but he was afraid that her body wouldn't be able to take it.

He was clearly doing this for her, but this little girl felt that he didn't like her enough. How unjust.

Mufeng simply couldn't take it anymore and pressed the little girl down.

Their lips met. Just as she was about to be hit by the tornado and her breathing couldn't continue, Mufeng finally let go of her.

However, he asked, "Do you remember the story of 'The Peach Blossom Spring?'"

Jiang Xun was stunned for a moment when he suddenly asked.

Jiang Xun: "..."

Her face instantly flushed red as she kicked him shyly and bashfully.

However, it only attracted Mufeng's low and husky laughter, which made her ears burn red.

She had already covered her face and didn't want to listen to him anymore.

At 5 am the next morning, Jiang Xun's phone alarm rang.