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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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Who Is She?

Éditeur: Henyee Translations

Yuan Xi watched as Huo Yao got into the car before she slowly got into hers.

Yuan Xi sat in the back seat with her head lowered. A minute later, she noticed the car had yet to leave. She could not help raising her head to look at the young man sitting in the driver's seat.

She paused for a couple of seconds before she asked. "Why aren't we leaving yet?"

Yuan Huan kept looking into the rearview mirror. It seemed as though he did not hear Yuan Xi when she spoke. He finally moved his gaze after the car disappeared out of his sight and started the engine.

"What took you so long?" asked Yuan Huan mildly in a cold tone. He had a gorgeous face and slightly soft features. There was a black ring on his left index finger as he placed his hand on the steering wheel.

Yuan Xi pursed her lips and turned to look out the car window. "I had class."

Yuan Huan reversed the car as he looked up and asked. "Who was that girl? Is she your classmate?"