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!

held the key

be hidden in a tattered doll. No wonder Bernard had failed to find it even after coming

why her grandmother. had left her a key, and why the address coincidentally led to

came to her mind, but

an answer.

put the doll back in 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 thought that

skipped a beat when she saw the man's devilishly handsome

subtle snooping around in the old house next door. Joseph hadn't

Joseph's voice." Bobo, the moon is quite bright tonight. Do you have

want to go?"

A smile tugged at the corner of Joseph's lips

amorous eyes.

pondered for a

side, stepping out of the courtyard and walking on the

bright that night. The full moon

above her head, and the stars in the

wharfully

was quiet, and even the wind

the end of the path,

symbol that people used to make wishes.

sudden, Joseph's interest was piqued. He side-eyed her

Specially Placed

raised an eyebrow. "Do you still believe in things

doesn't hurt to try," Joseph said as a piece of red cloth suddenly appeared in his hand. He handed it

It must have been

interested in this."

wish actually worked, then why was it that no one had heard her even after she had bowed

so many times?

up his pen and started writing slowly on

and

immediately covered it with his

"So petty."

simply turned around. She walked to a nearby branch and looked up at the wish

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 I go home." There was also a

gw old together, get married, have children, and live a happy

feeble handwriting: "I hope this year's harvest is

are safe and sound."

were all

raised her head, lost

over her head

because Joseph had deliberately tied the side of the cloth with words on it to be facing away

for her to be curious. The more she

more she wanted