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The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Omnipotent A-Grade Cool Female Lead VS Secret Passionate and Domineering Male Lead That Loves Assuming and is Easily Jealous Because she is wrongly placed at birth, Claire and another girl swap lives. Eighteen years later, she acknowledges her roots and returns to her family. From a country bumpkin, she becomes the daughter of a rich family in the capital. However… Her parents favor their fake daughter. "Claire, Phoebe is smart and obedient. She's a thousand times better than you." Her brother protects the fake sister. "Claire! Don't bully Phoebe. Phoebe is innocent, unlike you—you're full of evil tricks!" It's said that she is uneducated and incompetent. Her grades are the worst, and she loves to fight. She is notorious for her misdeeds, and everyone looks down on her. Only one man says domineeringly, "I will dote on you." One day… her disguises are stripped off… The Vice-Chairwoman of the Mathematical Olympiad, the guru of eSports, the hidden miracle doctor, the Chinese Art Master, the diva of the music industry, and the leader of the League of Death. Those identities are all hers?! Everyone starts to worship her: You are a real big shot! Instantly, there are countless suitors. A director extends an invitation for her to film a movie. The next day, the director is banned from the Internet. The Masked King invites her to have dinner with him. The next day, the scandal of the Masked King becomes the hottest topic on the Internet. A rich tycoon gives her a diamond ring as big as a pigeon egg. The next day, the corporation goes bankrupt and he becomes a beggar. A certain envious lover online declares his sovereignty over her. @Claire: "She's my wife."

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Chapter 270: Don’t associate with five men!

Junscher carried her to the parking lot.

Yun Ci lowered her eyes, her hair covering her face. She had no expression on her face, but her heart was beating fast. She closed her fingers and grasped the shirt on his back bit by bit.

Uncle Zou was not here.

Junscher carried Yun ci to the passenger seat and bent down to fasten her seatbelt. This posture almost wrapped her whole body in his arms.

Yun Ci’s body stiffened. As long as she raised her head slightly, she could even kiss the man’s chin.

Their breaths intertwined with each other, adding an indescribable sense of intimacy.

Junsi closed the car door and circled back to the driver’s seat.

On the way, they looked at each other without saying a word.

The atmosphere in the car was inexplicably a little depressing.

The man put one hand on the steering wheel and looked straight ahead, his side face cold.

A moment later, he suddenly asked, “Your Foot is injured. Do you need to go to the hospital?”