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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

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Editor: Henyee Translations

The next day.

Huo Yao brought her father's gift to the school and placed it on Meng Ying's desk.

Meng Ying glanced at the box quizzically before she turned to look at Huo Yao. "What's this?"

Huo Yao put her bag away and replied unhurriedly. "It's a gift from my dad to your father for the brush painting he gave us."

Meng Ying touched her nose and pulled the box closer before she opened it to see an old inkstone inside. Although she was not well-versed in antiques, she could tell that it probably did not come cheap.

Meng Ying closed the box and pushed it back to Huo Yao. She said solemnly, "You don't have to give us a gift in return for the painting. Take it back."

Huo Yao raised her brow and rapped her fingertips on the table gently. "If I take it back, it's going into the trash. Are you sure you don't want it?"

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