"But in the end, the master is just...making wedding clothes for others."

Jiu Fujin smiled, someone else?

What do we call others and what do we call our own?

In her opinion, those who treat her well are her own people, and relying on blood ties or in-laws is completely unreliable.

She remembered that when she was in pain, the whole world seemed to have abandoned her, and only one person said to her with a smile: "I win if I make Sister-in-law Jiu laugh."

When I was sad, there was only one person who said to me, "Sister-in-law Jiu, drink some milk tea. Drinking something sweet will make you feel better."

When Guo Luoluo's nanny was rude, from childhood to adulthood, only one person dared to stand up and confront Master Jiu: "I'm from Mongolia and I don't know much, so don't fool me."

That sarcastic exclamation, "What a lively nine encounters."

Well, these words, these light maintenance, to others, are very light, but they are something she has never tried in her life.

Her father, who was like grass on the wall, regarded her as a secret treasure for future promotion and wealth, and gave his love and care to the more delicate woman.

The weak and incompetent mother relies on her to win favor, while hating her for not bringing more benefits to her brother and sister.

Everyone has selectively forgotten that her strength is just a thin layer of ice, supporting her to move forward, but in her bones, which have never been loved by anyone, there is already a fragility and danger that can be broken at a touch!

Jiu Fujin's voice was as soft as lip reading, "When I like someone, I am willing to do something for them. Seeing her live a more comfortable life makes me feel good."

Life is so painful, what should you do if you worry about it so much?

Who knows if you close your eyes today, you will be able to open them tomorrow?

Mother Chen choked up in her throat, and tears fell down as soon as she blinked her eyes: "How many things did you do for Master Jiu back then... If Master Jiu knew about it, he would..."

Jiu Fujin recalled in confusion the first time she met Jiu Ye, such a clean, proud and noble man, who seemed to be free from the dust of the world. She was filled with joy when she saw him!

I want to marry him impatiently, I want to work hard to dedicate everything to him, I want to put all the best things in the world on a gold and jade plate and give them to him with both hands.

As a result... less than a month after getting married, she fell heavily from the clouds of dreams into the boundless mud.

"No matter what I do, nothing will change. He is a superficial person, and what he values ​​​​is always just his face."

"Master is such a talented person, but he is so bullied by them. Master has suffered. I have long said that as long as the master is willing, I will comb my eyebrows and comb my hair every day. My master has an outstanding temperament. As long as he dresses up well, he will not lose to those little ones."

Bitch...this man is so lecherous!" Mother Chen hated and regretted at the same time. The master was so stubborn! He had listened to her a long time ago, why would he be like this?

Jiu Fujin listened to her rambling words and smiled softly: "How could I, Dong E's IELTS, lower myself to a lower level and fight for men with those bitches? Am I so shameless?"

She would rather die standing than kneel down to survive!

Even at this time, my fragile mind and body cannot withstand a finger from others. As long as I breathe, I must live decently and with dignity.

She won't allow anyone to take away her last piece of body-protecting clothing!

Mother Chen and the little palace maid both raised their heads and looked at Jiu Fujin with admiration.

"Do what I tell you."
Chapter completed!