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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."

Listening to Poems in Twilight Snowfall · Urban
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You Know You Like Me

Editor: Henyee Translations

His words stunned Derek.

He blinked, and after a moment of silence, he replied stubbornly. "What if I like you?"

James knew that he was being hard-mouthed and smiled silently. "If you can, I hope you can like girls. It is very tiring to like boys."

Derek frowned and asked. "I like who I like. Why would I feel tired?"

James put his arm on the table and looked up at the boy. "Then let me ask you, can you really accept the strange gaze of the public? Do you dare to hold my hand in the street? Dare to introduce me to others as your lover? You can't even get past your family."

Derek shrugged and said disapprovingly, "What's the big deal? What if I dare?"

"Well, even if you dare, we're not suitable for each other."

Derek's breath sank, and he was already extremely irritable and repeatedly asked. "Why not? What makes you think so?"

James didn't answer but asked instead. "How old are you?"

"18."

"Do you know how old I am?"