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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!"

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She Was Everyone's Hope

Editor: Henyee Translations

Huo Yulin sent Huo Yao back to the hotel sometime after 6:00 pm.

Inside the car.

Huo Yao sat on the seat thoughtfully with her phone in hand.

Although she was a little depressed about receiving revision notes from him, he had given her a big red packet, so it was not her style if she did not return the favor.

Hence, Huo Yao turned to look sideways at Huo Yulin and asked him. "Brother Yulin, can you text me your address? I want to send you a box of incense when I get back home."

Since he relied on a psychiatrist to treat his insomnia, he must have a poor sleep pattern. Or else, he would not look so thin.

Although he was not sick, his body certainly would not be able to sustain in the long term.

Huo Yulin was stunned. He composed himself and said, "It's okay. There's no need to go through the trouble."

"I insist. You've already given me a gift, so you can't reject mine," replied Huo Yao sternly.