webnovel

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!

Qing Qian · General
Not enough ratings
493 Chs

237 Highest Level VIP! Su Ruan Has Lost Face [1 Update]

Outside the door, Su Ruan was dressed in a red gown that touched her ankles, exuding an impressive presence.

Yet even in her 8cm high heels, she was still not as tall as the girl wearing flat slippers.

Her expression cold, Su Ruan raised her hand directly.

Disgust filled her eyes, but more than that was an air of superiority.

With a swift motion that carried the wind and without the slightest hesitation, her hand was about to slap the girl's face.

Fu Yihan, who had just run over, happened to witness this scene. His face changed, and he gasped with surprise, about to intervene, he blurted out, "Xiao Ruan, don't!"

Fu Yihan didn't believe for a second that the Black Gold Card belonged to Ying Zijin.

The anonymous Black Card from Lorentz Bank was indeed aesthetically pleasing, adorned with a golden iris, but it lacked the usual identifiers of other bank cards.

Moreover, it had only been issued in the Capital area, not even the wealthy families of Shanghai City had it.