Time-traveling women are all like this—every man falls in love with me, then I casually marry an outstanding man and reach the pinnacle of life.
Fu Ziqian couldn't stand it any longer.
"If you really travel back as a Minister's daughter, on what basis would you marry into the nobility?" Fu Ziqian asked. "In ancient times, all the prestigious ladies were skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, virtue, speech, demeanor, and achievements. What can you do? Can you paint? Can you write? Make poems? Embroider? If you travel back to ancient times... Those traditional Chinese characters, you can't even recognize them all."
Qiao Chuchu: "..."
Apparently, she couldn't do any of these.
"You can't do anything, so on what grounds would you stand out from those famous ladies who combine beauty with wisdom and talent?" Fu Ziqian asked.
Qiao Chuchu: "I'll rely on my beauty!!!"
She didn't have anything else, but beauty she did have.
