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Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

The aristocratic Lu family has produced a joke, a beautiful one, but a joke nonetheless. The daughter they have been rearing all this while turns out to be an imposter! With the real heiress returning to take her rightful place, everyone is eager to know the outcome of the imposter... Will she be able to survive in poverty after living a life of riches? Having just transmigrated, Huo Yao imagines that this experience will be pretty interesting. However, imagination and reality are always so different! Dad: "Daughter! Take this black card. It has no limit! Use it freely." Mom: "My dear Yao Yao! If you don't like this jewelry, I'll get them to change it immediately." Huo Yao: "…" Weren't they supposed to be poor and ordinary? What is with this hidden lavish behavior? Her eldest brother, an investment company's CEO: "Sis, inherit my company!" Her second brother, a top lawyer: "Whoever dares slander my sis will face the full brunt of the law!" The third brother, an international genius doctor: "Bullying my sister? Should I display the prowess of my scalpel?" Mysterious fourth brother: "My sis is the cutest!" Huo Yao: "…" What happened to being a good-for-nothing person who lives off her parents? A top aristocrat secretly changes into his cheap clothes and drives his crappy old car to her. "Baby, my heart is yours. Why don't we get married to test if I'm telling the truth or not?" Everyone who knows about it, doesn't dare say it out loud. All they can do is curse inwardly: "Bah! Keep acting! No one believes it!"

Nalanxian · Urban
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1910 Chs

Remember To Transfer The Money To Her

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Huo Yao had not used this technique in a long time, but her motions remained deft. Her eyes gleamed as she felt a sliver of excitement run through her.

Min Yu was no longer in as much pain. However, the more he looked at Huo Yao, the weirder he felt.

She made him feel as though he was a laboratory rat laying there for her to experiment upon.

"Friend, why do I feel like you're practicing on me?" Min Yu narrowed his eyes.

Huo Yao's needle hovered in mid-air. She raised her head and glanced at Min Yu before she replied without batting an eye. "You are overthinking it."

She veered her eyes away from his face and resumed her task. Two seconds later, she pressed the acupuncture point gently and removed the needle effortlessly.

Huo Yao finally removed the last silver needle 30 minutes later. She covered Min Yu with the blanket before she slumped into a chair.