The Real Daughter is an Average-Looking Big Shot

Xie Li was sold to a small mountain village as a child and was finally brought back to the wealthy Xie family after fifteen years.

A little country bumpkin flew into a wealthy family overnigh...

Chapter 62 Where did this bottle come from? shuhaige.net

She had considered that Xie Li had been abducted as a child and had a difficult life, and that she should make amends to him after his return.

Xie Li was a huge disappointment to her. He had only been back for a few days, and first he loosened the picture frame and injured the housekeeper, and then he shamelessly used a bottle of fake medicine to swindle people.

If she doesn't become tough on him, what will happen in the future?

"And what the hell are you putting on your face? Wash it off right now!"

Xie Li touched his face, "This is medicine..."

Ding Huizhu couldn't stand the word "medicine" right now, so she waved her hand and said, "That's enough!"

She held the porcelain bottle, turned around, walked to the window, opened it, and threw the bottle out.

After doing all this, Ding Huizhu sat down on the sofa next to her, rubbed her temples, and said calmly, "You can go now."

She was afraid that if she continued talking, she would lose her temper, which would be too embarrassing.

Xie Li: "..."

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When Xie Li left, the crowd had already dispersed.

Xie Shiyou and Wan Sao were guarding outside the door, and they glanced at her with veiled expressions.

Aunt Wan was still holding the medicine box in her hands. Seeing Xie Li leave, she twitched her lips, but ultimately didn't remind her.

Holding the medicine, he went back into the room and looked at Ding Huizhu, who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea with her eyes downcast. He asked softly, "Madam, Miss Xie Li has left without taking this Rejuvenating Pill..."

Ding Huizhu's voice turned cold: "Then don't give it to her."

A cow chewing on a peony—does it even know how precious the food it's eating is? Giving this pill to Xie Li is pointless; it won't even earn her a kind word.

Why are you so stubborn and inflexible?

Ding Huizhu said, "Give me the medicine. Ziyuan is kind, but kindness shouldn't be trampled on."

These words were a bit harsh, so Sister Wan fell silent and didn't dare to say anything more.

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Meanwhile, downstairs.

A middle-aged man held a white porcelain bottle, his expression solemn.

The porcelain bottle looked rough, but it was thick enough that it didn't shatter from falling from such a high building. However, the cork cap was loose, letting out a faint medicinal fragrance.

The smell was so strong that he almost suspected the bottle in his hand contained intermediate-grade pills.

But how could that be?

He came today specifically to deliver Miss Ziyuan's intermediate-grade pill. Just this one pill made him incredibly excited, prompting him to personally make a trip to the Xie family's old residence.

I haven't seen intermediate-level pills in ages. How can they be so easy to find?

Moreover, it was something someone else had thrown away and didn't want.

He had just arrived and saw from afar that it was Madam Xie herself who threw the white porcelain vase down from upstairs.

My fingers paused slightly, just as I was about to open it.

A voice suddenly rang out: "Excuse me, that's mine. Could you please return it to me?"

The middle-aged man paused, turned his head, and with just one glance, confirmed that this was the real daughter that Xie Jia had recently found.

The girl stood there, dressed in ordinary long sleeves and trousers, her whole body covered up in the sweltering heat, only her face showing.

But his face looked rather gruesome. His head was covered in half-length hair, as if a dog had chewed it.

It certainly deserves the word "strange".

The middle-aged man pondered to himself, but showed no sign of it on his face. He had already uncorked the bottle and glanced at it casually. Inside the porcelain bottle were several black pills.

With just a quick glance, the girl had already approached. He casually shoved the cork back in and tossed it to her.

Watching the girl casually stuff the porcelain bottle into her pocket and turn to leave, he inexplicably asked, "Are you Miss Xie Li? Where did you get this bottle?"

"Yes, I am." Xie Li nodded. "The bottle belongs to me."

The middle-aged man looked at her face for a moment, then suddenly reached out and pressed his fingers on her wrist.