Becoming the sickly wife of a literary giant

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"Mom, Sheng Rang is very busy." Jiang Yuan said helplessly.

Fortunately, the boss is a workaholic, and she is not ready to be someone's wife. She went to college alone and had never even touched a boy's hand. Now she has been promoted to the roles of wife and stepmother.

Cheap girl Lu Miao is fourteen years old. She doesn't need to worry about anything.

Li Xiuxue was angry: "Which man is not busy? No matter how busy you are, you are his wife married in a formal ceremony. You have to go home. You really have this face in vain. You can't even catch a man."

Jiang Yuan listened to Li Xiuxue quietly, just like listening to a crosstalk, inexplicably funny.

How could she, a little transparent person, know the whereabouts of the boss?

The Jiang family is really ignorant of themselves, and they even tried to get on the bandwagon of the Lu family through the original owner. They didn't even consider whether they have the strength to do it.

Tsk, the Jiang family is just an insignificant younger brother in front of the Lu family. Even without the help of Lu Shengrang, the original owner could live well with the title of Mrs. Lu if she was law-abiding.

Wanting the horse to run without being fed, the original owner was not clear-headed, and she must have suffered a lot of fatigue in the middle.

What a pity, for the meager love of the parents, a good hand of cards was played badly.

Jiang Yuan felt sleepy after listening, and yawned lightly. Tears were streaming down her face, and she leaned softly on the sofa, relying on her poor health.

Li Xiuxue was dry-mouthed, and her heavily made-up face was impatient: "Jiang Yuan! Are you listening to me?"

"Mom, I'm a little sleepy. I didn't sleep well last night." Jiang Yuan explained with lowered eyebrows.

Li Xiuxue rolled her eyes: "I really admire you. What's the use of you..."

At this time, there was a quarrel outside.

Sister Ping frowned: "Madam, it seems that Miss and Miss Jiang are quarreling."

As soon as the voice fell, an oval-faced girl with two braids rushed in, her little face flushed with anger, wearing a long-sleeved dress.

"Why did you let an unrelated person into my house again?"

Today is Saturday. Lu Miao got up early in the morning and ran to the next door compound to find Brother Wen Yu without even having breakfast.

Less than half an hour later, Brother Wen Yu's friends discussed going out to play. As the only girl among them, Lu Miao was sent back by him with the excuse of inconvenience.

She returned home in a depressed mood and saw her stepmother's sister pulling the flowers she planted.

A small part of the flower was bald, and the ground was full of petals.

Lu Miao's anger rose up in an instant. When she ran over to question him, she also found that the silver bracelet on the man's wrist was particularly familiar.

Thinking carefully, isn't this the bracelet she didn't find before? No wonder she couldn't find her things after the Jiang family came last time.

New and old grudges piled up together, it would be strange for Lu Miao to endure.

Jiang Yuan sat up straight, "Miao Miao, what's wrong?"

Jiang Mingyue, who followed closely behind, ran in crying and threw herself into Li Xiuxue's arms, "Mom."