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The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot

Former bigshot, Ying Zijin, woke up one day as the lost daughter of the Ying family, who had been missing for fifteen years. The Ying family promptly adopted another child to replace her. Upon returning to the wealthy family, everyone mocked her for not being as clever, capable, sensible, and elegant as a fake heiress. Her parents considered her a stain on the family and warned her not to harbor any illusions of being a lady of the family. They said she should be grateful for being a foster daughter, or else they would send her away. Ying Zijin: "I'll leave then. No need to see me off." While the Ying family celebrated joyously and others waited to see the real heiress make a fool of herself, influential figures from various fields took action. The top-rated idol with the most influential fans said, "Miss Ying, just let me know if you need anything." The heir to a global economic monopoly said, "Ying family? What's that? Boss, should we just wipe them out?" The number one martial artist in the country asked, "Who dares to bully my master?" The genius teenage boy with an IQ of 228 said, "That's my sister." A man with an incredibly seductive appearance smirked lazily and casually, saying, "Sure, then call me brother-in-law." The influential figures were confused. When the real heiress' true identity was restored, it caused a sensation on the internet. The Ying family went crazy and knelt, crying and begging her to come back. The international powerhouse family said, "Sorry, let me introduce her. This is our real heiress." Reborn as a king, making a strong comeback and launching a counterattack!

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106 Ying Zijin: Are you ready to start calling me daddy? [3 updates]

But, it was already too late.

Jiang Ran's right foot had already moved in and stepped on the ground.

His expression changed in an instant, and the blue veins on his forehead throbbed.

"What's wrong?"

Xiu Yu quickly sensed something amiss, bent down swiftly, and picked up the other shoe.

As soon as she saw it, she knew what the problem was.

The front half of the shoe was lined with densely packed needles.

Because they were inside and covered up, one wouldn't notice them without looking closely.

Jiang Ran bit his teeth, struggling not to make a sound.

He endured the heart-piercing pain and took off the shoe himself.

On the white sock, the blood was evident, falling drop by drop.

The younger brother was scared silly.

It was fortunate that a medical kit was available at the changing room door; Ying Zijin came over with gauze and scissors.

Jiang Ran was somewhat reluctant but still said, "Thank you."