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The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

As soon as she opened her eyes, Bai Lian found herself in the body of a notorious and spoiled young lady. She heard her father was a new and rising star in Beicheng, self-made with a far-reaching reputation; Her older illegitimate brother was a genius who had topped the city exams and went off to Jiangjing University; The younger illegitimate sister from the adjacent international class was a multi-talented school beauty, gentle and well-mannered; Her fiancé was a golden boy of finance, a scholarly idol in school who had never even glanced at her properly… And she was just an unremarkable person with low intelligence, an ordinary person, kicked out of the house right from the start. Bai Lian: Fine, then she'll just have to study hard and strive to be an ordinary person~ Everyone (with a mysterious smiling face): ...are you sure about that?? The young lady sent to Xiangcheng with no background, ignorant and unlearned, everyone could step on her... but they can't move her??? [A uniquely stunning, lazy and capricious female protagonist who annihilates anyone who crosses her vs. a noble, cool, and dominating male protagonist with an IQ that crushes everyone present] PS: Both the male and female leads are very suave. This story is all about satisfying reads without much logic, so please don't delve too deeply into the logic, thanks. Message: Love learning, be a good person.

Road of Flowers · perkotaan
Peringkat tidak cukup
783 Chs

Bai Xiangjun, mother and daughter reunion_3

Yang Lin nodded, her dark eyes undisturbed.

The old man sighed, then handed a bun to Yang Lin, "It seems he didn't drink too much today. Ah... it'll be better once you're grown up."

Yang Lin shook her head. She didn't take the bun.

Nor did she speak.

She simply took out the keys to her home, and quietly went to open the door.

She had grown numb to that phrase. How big did she have to get before she was considered grown up?

Since she was five, she had been looking forward to growing up.

Now at eighteen, was she grown up?

She didn't know.

As soon as she opened the door, she was greeted by the blaring sound of the television, with smoke swirling in the cramped hallway.

A middle-aged man who hadn't bathed for days was sitting on the sofa, with fried chicken and some cans on the table, and chicken bones littering the floor next to the old couch.

He must have won some money.