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Transmigration: I Became The Daughter of a Family of Villains

When I woke up, my father was a nouveau riche whom everyone despised, and I had five great brothers: a black actor in the entertainment industry, a useless lawyer in the field of law, a sickly quack in the medical field, a plagiarizing dog in the design industry, and a school bully. Everyone was waiting to see her make a fool of herself. They wanted to see how she would face this villainous and vulgar family. Instead, Lu An licked her lips in satisfaction. 'This is so exciting!' However, before she was ready, Big Brother won Best Actor, Second Brother was presented with silk banners, Third Brother was known as the Ghost Doctor, Fourth Brother refused to be a top celebrity, and Fifth Brother became her web manager and film editor. At the same time, they said that only their little sister could employ their services. A confused Lu An: "Is this the hellish model I wanted???" The nouveau riche father who doted on her: "Daughter, do you want to be born into a prestigious family?" A D-list celebrity who rushed over after hearing the news: "An, your brother can be salty and sweet. He can sing and dance well. He can pout and act cute. He's surprising and exciting all the time. You can experience it first before signing the receipt. There's also a perfect after-sales service, eh? [crazy blinking peach blossom eyes~]" My family is the best. Not only do they give me love, they give me endless possibilities.

Zhou Zhou An · Urban
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456 Chs

Which Is More Important, Traditional Music or Traditional Chinese Medicine?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Then, Lu An received four keepsakes from the masters.

One after another, they told her to work hard and practice more.

On the other side, Fan Hui couldn't help but feel nervous as he sat below the stage. He was worried that Lu An would be tricked into learning musical instruments. All the traditional Chinese medicine masters had charged him with the task of pulling Lu An over to their side.

Fan Hui rubbed his hands nervously. He was only 26 years old; how could he compete with the four masters?

Whether he could win or not, would he be labeled as being disrespectful toward his elders and then beaten to death?

Just thinking about it was a little scary!

Seeing that Lu An was about to be swayed, Fan Hui steeled his heart and contacted Grandma Yan and the others.

It just so happened that this group of people rarely came to South City. They had gone sightseeing, and were currently resting in South City.