My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Look Around Carefully

Before she knew it, it was nighttime.

Since Bernard had left, there was no one to keep an eye on the

old house. Lucille did not hesitate. Under the cover of the

night, she snuck in.

She had come in a hurry last time, so she didn't look around carefully.

This time, Lucille went straight to the room on the second. floor, groping around.

After searching for a while, she still didn't find anything.

Lucille could not help heaving a long sigh.

The layout of the old house was almost the same as what she remembered, and all the decorations had not changed. It was just that her grandmother used to have some of her childhood photos on the table before, but the photos were missing right then. Someone must have put them away.

Taking a casual glance, Lucille was suddenly stunned.

That's right.

Where were her photos?

Lucille got up and rummaged through the photos. She found that all of her grandparents' photos were still there, except for her childhood pictures.

Who had taken them?

She frowned and sat on the small bed in frustration.

Next to the bed frame, there was smiling, dusty little doll. The color of its body had faded, and its furry cloth had already.

begun to rot, revealing the white cotton inside.

That was the doll she used to hug to sleep as a child.

Lucille casually picked it up and gently patted the dust off it.

Thud!

A key fell out of the cotton.

Lucille was stunned for a moment and immediately picked it up to have a look. There was an address pasted on the key, which led to the most prosperous street in Shein City! In addition to that, there was another sentence on the back of the key.

It read: "Go. This is the gift I've worked so hard to prepare for you, Bobo."

The handwriting was beautiful and elegant. Lucille recognized it at a glance. It was how her grandmother used to write!

key tightly in her

wonder Bernard had failed to find it

what puzzled her more was why her grandmother. had left her a key, and why the address coincidentally led to Shein

mind,

an answer.

its original place. Then, she left the old house. Pretending that she had just come back from outside, she stepped into the door of Madam Grant's house. Nobody would have

she saw the man's devilishly handsome

hadn't exactly been subtle snooping around in the old house

deep in thought, she heard Joseph's voice." Bobo, the moon is quite bright tonight. Do

want to

the corner of Joseph's lips as he stared

amorous eyes.

pondered for a moment

side, stepping out of the courtyard

bright that

head, and the stars in the sky

wharfully

village was quiet, and even the wind

the end of the path, there was an

of cloth were hung on the branches, a symbol that people used to make wishes. The red cloth was fluttering in the

interest was piqued. He side-eyed

Specially Placed

raised an eyebrow. "Do you still believe

a piece of red cloth suddenly appeared in his hand. He handed it

under the ancient tree but also a small square table. It must

interested in this."

then why was it that no one had heard her even after she

so many times?

pen and started writing slowly on the

a little curious and couldn't help but sneak a

covered it with his hands. "Don't

"So petty."

walked to a nearby branch and looked up at the wish written by

was crooked and twisted, but tender. It read: "I didn't do well in my exam. I hope I don't get beaten up when

that we can gw old together, get married, have children, and

handwriting: "I hope this year's harvest

are safe and sound."

all wonderful

raised her head,

clean hands passed over her head and tied the red cloth to

to see, but she couldn't see anything. That was because Joseph had deliberately tied the side of the cloth with words on it to be facing away from

her to be curious. The

more she wanted to find