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Ms. Tan Is The Real Boss

Tan Rou only learned that she wasn’t the Tan family’s daughter when she was seventeen years old. She went from being a rich young lady to living in the slums. The parents she adored belonged to someone else, and this series of knockdowns was hard for a seventeen-year-old girl to accept. She wailed like a child for the sake of proving this was all a lie. The vicious words she spouted had hurt her biological family but she didn’t notice. She thought the Tan family was her real family despite them seeing her as an eyesore, and was even naive enough to want to befriend the Tan family’s real daughter, Tan Jing. Alas, the latter drugged her drink and arrange for a thug to rape her. Tan Jing even brought their classmates along to catch them in the act so Tan Rou was now tainted for life. After being reborn, she looked down at the man she was stepping on. Tan Rou swore not to be a useless wretch in this life or be bullied to death. She would stomp on those who wronged her and make it up to her real family. They wouldn’t have had to die tragically on the streets in the past life had it not been for her. Tan Rou turned completely evil after crawling back out of Hell. Everyone claimed that the real young lady was educated and talented, while the fake young lady was arrogant and incompetent. Tan Rou scoffed upon hearing this. She held back her brother from trying to stand up for her. “We have all the time in the world. Let’s just wait and see.” Just as everyone was waiting for Tan Rou to make a fool of herself… A top-class perfumer, a top scholar, a world champion… The fake young lady’s multiple identities kept getting exposed one after another, bumping her up to number one on the trending search, shocking the world. Wait, where was the promised humiliation?

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1471 Chs

Settle Accounts on April 13

Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

"Is it not suffering?" Tan Jing retorted, "Have I ever had a good day in your home? You recorded every cent you spent, I was very unhappy living like that!"

"Hahaha!" Mother Tao was so angry that her heart ached. She ordered, "Tao Zhen, bring those account books here!"

Tao Zhen moved a box from the side of the stage, filled entirely with account books.

Tan Jing said sarcastically, "What, do you plan to get back the tens of thousands you spent on me?"

"If we're settling accounts, then let's be clear about it," Mother Tao, flipping through an old account book, said, "I considered these akin to a diary, but didn't expect they'd come in handy today."

"This is when you were four years old and wanted to take dance lessons. We enrolled you, and each lesson was 800 yuan. We hired one of the top dance teachers in the country, three classes a week, and you attended for five years," Mother Tao read one entry aloud.