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Transmigrated As the Fake Heiress

The aristocratic Lu family has produced a joke, a beautiful one, but a joke nonetheless. The daughter they have been rearing all this while turns out to be an imposter! With the real heiress returning to take her rightful place, everyone is eager to know the outcome of the imposter... Will she be able to survive in poverty after living a life of riches? Having just transmigrated, Huo Yao imagines that this experience will be pretty interesting. However, imagination and reality are always so different! Dad: "Daughter! Take this black card. It has no limit! Use it freely." Mom: "My dear Yao Yao! If you don't like this jewelry, I'll get them to change it immediately." Huo Yao: "…" Weren't they supposed to be poor and ordinary? What is with this hidden lavish behavior? Her eldest brother, an investment company's CEO: "Sis, inherit my company!" Her second brother, a top lawyer: "Whoever dares slander my sis will face the full brunt of the law!" The third brother, an international genius doctor: "Bullying my sister? Should I display the prowess of my scalpel?" Mysterious fourth brother: "My sis is the cutest!" Huo Yao: "…" What happened to being a good-for-nothing person who lives off her parents? A top aristocrat secretly changes into his cheap clothes and drives his crappy old car to her. "Baby, my heart is yours. Why don't we get married to test if I'm telling the truth or not?" Everyone who knows about it, doesn't dare say it out loud. All they can do is curse inwardly: "Bah! Keep acting! No one believes it!"

Nalanxian · Urban
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1910 Chs

Archaeological Team’s Objective

Editor: Henyee Translations

The surveyor felt a little puzzled hearing this, but he did not show it on his face. Instead, he simply sighed softly. "Too bad then."

Chairman Sheng said nothing. He turned to look out of the car window. When he looked out, he saw another off-road vehicle parallel to them. His eyes paused briefly.

The back seat car window was down and the face of its passenger could be seen.

Chairman Sheng glanced at it a couple of times and finally, veered his eyes. He turned his thumbs as he clasped his hands. He finally replied to the surveyor. "The underground palace has already collapsed. The meteorite doesn't matter anymore."

The surveyor was stunned briefly. He had a feeling that there was more to what the chairman had said.

*

Meanwhile, in the car.

After Huo Yao examined Min Yu's injuries, she suddenly felt very frustrated inside. She raised her hand to open the car window, leaned against it, and let some wind blow over her face.