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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
Not enough ratings
1910 Chs

Forbidden Forest

Editor: Henyee Translations

Zhuo Yun took a couple of steps forward upon hearing this. He wanted to see what was so different about the laser equipment. Unexpectedly, a split second later, something lit up and a threatening laser beam swept straight toward him.

Zhuo Yun was shocked. He swiftly retreated by a few steps. Myron also barely avoided it standing by the side.

When they raised their heads, they could see a deep dent in the spot they were standing previously.

Zhuo Yun's hair was standing on its ends. Fear was still lingering in his heart. "Just look at how lethal it was…"

Fortunately, he was nimble enough. He could totally imagine what would become of him if he had failed to do it.

Was this something that should appear in a rural and backward village?

Zhuo Yun did not know what to say.