A terminally ill max-level rich woman transmigrated into a book, becoming the pitiful fake heiress female supporting character.
Zhi Yun originally wanted to seriously experience an ordinary l...
"Ali..." Louis said with a smile, "Even if he is so cruel, it still can't stop you loving him so much."
"He is willing to kowtow a thousand times for you in order to pray for your blessing. He can do anything for you, and he has done everything for you."
"I've always refused to admit that he loves you more than I do, but what's right in front of me forces me to admit that he always does more than I do, Ali..."
In every sentence, there is always a helpless Ali.
Zhiyun didn't know how he felt.
All she could think of was that sentence: to pray for her, she would kowtow a thousand times...
"Your Excellency Duke Louis." She called him softly.
He responded, "I'm here."
"I made a wish..."
"I will try my best to make this wish come true. I can't guarantee or promise you, Ali, you have to understand." He looked at her with a smile on his face.
For the first time, Zhiyun felt that this man was not so annoying.
At least, he never hurt her.
In the next few days, Zhiyun lived a very peaceful life, a peaceful and tranquil life.
The person she sees the most every day is Louis. She hardly goes out for her own safety. On Xihua's side, it is mostly Wei Lai who contacts her.
There are not many things to do, Wei Lai can solve them all for her.
Wei Lai mentioned Xu Ruhua, and Xu Ruhua was finally saved by Situ Ling. However, Situ Ling spent a lot of money to save Xu Ruhua, and Zhiyun had a stable income.
As for what Xu Ruhua would do next, Zhiyun was not worried at all.
Because from then on, Xu Ruhua was expelled from Xihua.
Wei Lai did as she arranged. Unless Situ Ling married Xu Ruhua, she would have difficulty staying in Xihua. She could not find a job, had no financial resources or income, and no place would want her.
Her only way out is to marry Situ Ling.
Just like what Zhiyun said to Wei: Xu Ruhua now places all her hopes on Situ Ling. If she still has ambition, she will definitely get herself pregnant...
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Six of the seven days finally passed.
There is only one day left.
Zhiyun was in a particularly good mood that day. Just thinking about being able to enter Teng Mansion and see her tomorrow, this was the happiest day of her life in the past seven days.
"Little girl."
A familiar voice came.
Zhiyun was just about to drink some porridge, which was fish porridge cooked for her by the servant. It was particularly delicious. Just as she was about to take the first bite, she heard the voice of the landlady calling her.
She glanced sideways and saw the proprietress walking towards her in a dark green cheongsam, holding a beautiful folding fan in her hand. Apart from the particularly eye-catching lip color, there was no makeup on her face.
And those two tufts of hair, like a catfish...
Like the metaphor of the catfish, Zhiyun wanted to use it last time, but she held back and didn't dare to say it.
The boss lady loves beauty very much, so don't discourage her.
The proprietress came over and sat down opposite her. Without saying anything, she took the bowl of fresh fish porridge from her hand and fed it to her mouth with a spoon.
Zhiyun: “…”
She had a lot of questions she wanted to ask the boss lady, but seeing that she was enjoying her meal, she held back and waited until she finished eating before asking.
There wasn't much porridge to begin with, and the temperature was just right. The proprietress quickly finished the bowl of fish porridge and asked, "Any more?"
Zhiyun: "Yes, in the kitchen."