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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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1910 Chs

Surrounded

Éditeur: Henyee Translations

Fan Shun laughed gently. He was cold and ruthless as he said, "I'm no savior. Why should I care about other people?"

The professor winced slightly. He knew about Fan Shun's ruthlessness. He did not have the slightest empathy. 

Seeing it was impossible to stop Fan Shun, the professor could only agree. He pushed a piece of precision equipment over and removed its connectors as he said, "Let me check the existing chip you have in the back of your head first."

Fan Shun acknowledged him mildly and closed his eyes. 

Each connector was attached to his head. Before long, progress bars automatically popped up on the equipment monitor. When the progress bars reached 100%, a simulation of a brain popped up. 

The professor typed swiftly on the keyboard entering commands. After half a minute, a look of joy suddenly appeared on his face.