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

319 Defying the Heavens, Boss Ying! Spoils her【2 more】

Until their foreheads touched, the distance between the two of them was less than an inch.

Their breaths intertwined, light and shallow.

The wind was a bit cold, and instinctively, Ying Zijin rolled closer into his embrace, resting against his chest.

Fu Yunshen held her even tighter.

He chuckled softly, his voice warm and spreading slowly in the wind.

"Good night, kid."

He held her as he escorted her up the stairs, only putting her down when they reached the door.

Wen Fengmian had been waiting at home all along, and as soon as he heard the doorbell, he hurried to open the door.

Fu Yunshen steadied Ying Zijin's shoulders and nodded slightly: "Uncle."

"This child," Wen Fengmian sighed, clearly worried, "truly doesn't give peace of mind."

Luckily, it was Fu Yunshen who came to pick her up; if it had been someone else, with her sleeping like this, she might very well have been sold off one of these days.