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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

Uncle

Éditeur: Henyee Translations

Huo Changfeng went into a daze hearing what Huo Yao said about the time-sensitive nature of harvesting Chinese herbs.

A long time ago when Miss Tong was still around, he had heard her mention this as well.

Chinese herbs would have varying degrees of effect depending on the time they were plucked.

Huo Changfeng gathered his thoughts. He was unfamiliar with Chinese herbs, so he simply paused and replied. "I'll send you over then."

"It's okay. Just give me a car. I can go over by myself," said Huo Yao as she smiled.

Huo Changfeng waved his hand. "I have nothing to do now, so I can tag along."

Since he was insistent, Huo Yao did not turn down his offer.

Before long, they headed out.

When the car drove out of the villa entrance and went past the huge fountain, it encountered a few black cars entering the compound.

Huo Changfeng's face automatically turned cold upon seeing the cars.