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The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot

Former bigshot, Ying Zijin, woke up one day as the lost daughter of the Ying family, who had been missing for fifteen years. The Ying family promptly adopted another child to replace her. Upon returning to the wealthy family, everyone mocked her for not being as clever, capable, sensible, and elegant as a fake heiress. Her parents considered her a stain on the family and warned her not to harbor any illusions of being a lady of the family. They said she should be grateful for being a foster daughter, or else they would send her away. Ying Zijin: "I'll leave then. No need to see me off." While the Ying family celebrated joyously and others waited to see the real heiress make a fool of herself, influential figures from various fields took action. The top-rated idol with the most influential fans said, "Miss Ying, just let me know if you need anything." The heir to a global economic monopoly said, "Ying family? What's that? Boss, should we just wipe them out?" The number one martial artist in the country asked, "Who dares to bully my master?" The genius teenage boy with an IQ of 228 said, "That's my sister." A man with an incredibly seductive appearance smirked lazily and casually, saying, "Sure, then call me brother-in-law." The influential figures were confused. When the real heiress' true identity was restored, it caused a sensation on the internet. The Ying family went crazy and knelt, crying and begging her to come back. The international powerhouse family said, "Sorry, let me introduce her. This is our real heiress." Reborn as a king, making a strong comeback and launching a counterattack!

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194 Ying Zijin is the true thousand-gold lady, heart-throbbing [3 updates]

The voice from the handset was very unfamiliar.

It was a man's.

His tone was very polite, and his voice deep.

"Hello, Zijin sister, I'm sorry to disturb you at this time," he said, "I am Ying Tianlv."

Ying Zijin tilted her head, her voice indifferent: "I'm not your sister."

Between the words, there was endless coldness.

No emotional fluctuations, no warmth.

It was hard to imagine what hardships one had to go through to become like this.

Ying Tianlv, who had always been indifferent to women's feelings, felt a chill in his heart.

Although he had only met Ying Zijin once, back then, she would still smile at him.

The smile was small, but it was sincere.

Ying Tianlv paused for a moment: "Sorry, I didn't mean to call you that on purpose,"

After a pause, he continued: "I have learned about everything my mother did to you, and I really didn't expect her to do such things."