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11. Chapter 11 009 Our Marriage 2

From then on, her mother-in-law, sister-in-law and even her father-in-law regarded her as a thorn in their side.

The father-in-law ignored her as his daughter-in-law. How could he, the head of a noble family, tolerate a woman of unknown origin as his daughter-in-law?

It seems that because of his identity, he was constantly ridiculed by his old friends, and used as a joke that he had an unidentified woman, and as a father, he could not control his son to marry such a daughter-in-law.

Even when her mother-in-law's investigation of her identity came up blank or even failed, she regarded her as a person like a rag.

You can arbitrarily ask her to go to the main house to do housework from morning to night every day, or ask her to embroider a full-embroidered cross painting that is two meters long and one meter wide, or let her go to the garden alone in the hot summer.

She was weeding or planting flowers in the kitchen, or washing a lot of dishes that the servants should wash in the kitchen. Even the servants at home dealt with her in private.

As for He Lianyu, he is obviously the most difficult person to deal with.

Qian Xiao will never act coquettishly or give in. She is inherently persistent and cold and arrogant. She will do whatever is asked of her and will never beg for mercy.

And He Lianyu also hated Qian Xiaojue like this the most, carrying her to death, it seemed that everyone in the family was dealing with her and she didn't care.

So He Lianyu intensified his actions. He said he was taking Qian Xiaojue to the SPA with good intentions, but in fact, he deliberately brought Qian Xiaojue to the upper class circle, and then let Qian Xiaojue overhear how the ladies in this circle scolded her in private.

They are just vixens, bitches, orphans of unknown origin, etc...

Qian Xiaojue didn't feel sad, but He Lianyu only felt that way.

It's just that she underestimated He Lianyu. He Lianyu kept bringing people to her to make irresponsible remarks. He even deliberately brought the woman who had pursued her brother, 'unintentionally' throwing wine at her, 'unintentionally' abusing her, 'unintentionally'

Ripping her clothes was something like this. Some Qian Xiaojue dealt with it, and some Qian Xiaojue didn't even try to avoid it.

Qian Xiaojue couldn't figure out what her temper was like. She was indeed annoyed by He Lianyu in her heart, but she didn't embarrass He Lianyu in front of him. Instead, she tripped up He Lianyu in the dark, and then

Quickly hiding and disappearing, or scratching He Lianyu's car, puncturing the tires, putting some drugs in the wine... Qian Xiaojue would only realize after doing something that she herself was not easy to mess with.

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Even curious, what is her bottom line or even her limit...and where is it?

And she endured all this, it seemed, all for the sake of He Lianqing, not wanting him to conflict with his family because of his busy work schedule.

She thought that if she did too much, maybe the Helian family would be annoyed and let her go.

But she really underestimated how much the Helian family disliked her.

At that time, He Lianqing was busy with official matters and was always away from home for most of the month. When he came back, he would only hold her in his arms for one night, and the two of them had no time to say anything.

Qian Xiaojue didn't bother him or tell him a word. It wasn't until she developed appendicitis at Helian's house that she developed appendicitis and was sent to the hospital. He Lianqing rushed to the hospital to take care of her overnight.

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When she woke up, Helian Qing was sitting by the bed reading a newspaper. He was wearing a silver vest and a white shirt. He took off his exquisite suit and put it aside.

Qian Xiaojue frowned and felt pain in her right lower abdomen.

"It's surgery, don't move around." He Lianqing put down the newspaper and tucked her into the quilt and said coldly.

She had been a slave in the Helian family for three months, from summer to autumn, and it had been five months since she woke up from amnesia... This man was no longer as cold to her as the first time, and he would be special to her.

It is different from other people's tenderness. For example, at this moment, when I hold her hand, I will also kiss the palm of my hand.


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