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Hidden identities of the AI Heiress

Joven, an AI that transmigrated here from the stars became a daughter of a rich family, lost in a rural village but finally returning home for a certain purpose. Everyone thought that she would be unrefined and lack culture given her poor upbringing... until the eldest Lu brother realized that his youngest sister was the one who casually agreed to the contract he just signed. Second Lu Brother: What? My younger sister invested in the movie I was leading? Mama Lu: The unlabeled products my daughter gave me are from a state-of-art research center? Papa Lu: The cheap stuff my daughter gave me is actually worth millions?! Big shots of various industries: Would you like to be an instructor? The type who earns over hundreds of millions? A certain conglomerate: Had enough fun yet? Now get back here and inherit your billion-dollar estate. Scumbags: Weren't we promised a pathetic wimp to bully? *** The day Li Hanzhou learned that Qiao Wen equaled him in net worth, he made inventory and put everything before her. "You can have all of these—plus one husband! Please sign here." Qiao Wen: "You're the one who insisted on no puppy-love. It's important to keep your promises." Mr. Li: #Urgent! How do I go back in time to slap my past self? I'll make it up to you with all the tenderness in the world.

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Chapter 62: Tell me when he's about to die

Editor: Inschain

"She's particularly sneaky, too. It was just a misunderstanding that I thought her gown was a knockoff, and I even apologized to her afterward. But she actually had the Lu Family's couple suppress my family's business."

Lu Xue became more irritated as she thought about it, and her voice inadvertently got louder.

Once the classmates heard this, their impression of Qiao Yun changed drastically for the worse. She really liked to snitch that much?

Being classmates with someone like her, wouldn't they suddenly get stabbed in the back, like her reporting to the teacher about them?

***

The car stopped outside the main gate of Shengyang High School.

The school entrance was bustling with people coming and going, and many eyes turned toward Qiao Yun as she got out of the car.

She was pretty, her black hair tied into a ponytail, dressed in a black and white school uniform, her little face fair and eyes black and cool.