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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

Was He Ever Shy?

Editor: Henyee Translations

Zhuo Yun sheepishly smiled when he realized Yang Yi hadn't heard him. "Nothing."

Yang Yi glanced at him before putting his earphone back on. "Don't disturb me if it isn't urgent."

His voice sounded disdainful.

Zhuo Yun turned to look at his laptop. All he saw was code jumping on its black screen, so he asked him. "What are you up to?"

Since Yang Yi's earphones could block noise and someone was talking to him through it, he did not hear Zhuo Yun.

Zhuo Yun pursed his lips before leaving the side hall. Yang Yi did not seem to be interested in talking to him, and he was not a computer expert.

Before long, the number seven appeared on Yang Yi's laptop screen. After he saw the number, he could not help sighing.

He still came in seventh.

He wondered what kind of crazy stages the top two hackers had set up. They were impossible to crack…

Yang Yi removed his earphones and put the laptop on the table.

Meanwhile, outside.