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The Lady is Beautiful and Sassy

Si Chengcheng
In her past life, Qiao Qiqi was brainwashed by a heartless man and a shameless woman, leading to the downfall of her family. Reborn, she kicks scumbags and make them regret the day they crossed her. Qiao Qiqi's mom: "My Qiqi is gentle and timid, don't scare her." The gangster whose limbs were broken by Qiao Qiqi: "????" Who... is really scared here? Qiao Qiqi's dad: "My Qiqi has no particular skill, she'll just inherit the family fortune." Big shots from all circles: "????" Indeed, she has no 'one' particular skill—she's good at everything! * Back in high school, Qiao Qiqi was waiting for Gu Shili to transfer to First Middle School. In her past life, he helped fulfill her last wish; in this life, she's determined to repay his kindness. Gu Shili was brought back to the country by his family early. On his first day at school, he sees a fight outside—more precisely, a pretty girl is single-handedly beating up the opponent! Qiao Qiqi kicks the last piece of trash to the ground, her foot ruthlessly stepping on the opponent's face. Her fair and beautiful face is both stunning and spirited! She lifts her head to meet a pair of 'startled' black eyes. Qiao Qiqi: "????" Gu Shili: "..." "Um... if I say I'm just playing with them, would you believe it?" Gangsters: "..."
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