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

Bernard had failed to find it even

left

to her mind, but no one could give

an answer.

original place. Then, she left the old house. Pretending that she had just come back from outside, she stepped into

heart skipped a beat when she

snooping around in the old house next

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

you want to go?" she

smile tugged at the corner of Joseph's

amorous eyes.

a moment and replied,

two walked side by side, stepping out of the courtyard and walking on the quiet

was indeed bright that night. The

stars in the

wharfully

village was quiet, and even

of the path, there was

people used to make wishes. The red cloth was fluttering in the

was piqued. He side-eyed her and

Specially Placed

you still believe

a piece of red cloth suddenly appeared in his hand.

only a pen under the ancient tree but also a small square table. It must have been specially placed by the local villagers who regularly came to pray and make wishes. Lucille shook her head and indifferently replied, "I'm

interested in this."

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

so many times?

up his pen and started

little curious and couldn't

immediately covered it

"So petty."

She walked to a nearby branch and looked up at the wish written by someone else on a

in my exam. I hope I don't get beaten up when I go home." There was

"I hope that we can gw old together, get married, have children, and live

"I hope

are safe and sound."

all

raised her head, lost

and clean hands passed over her head and

toes and tried to see, but she couldn't see anything. That was because Joseph had

to be

it, the more she wanted