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The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Omnipotent A-Grade Cool Female Lead VS Secret Passionate and Domineering Male Lead That Loves Assuming and is Easily Jealous Because she is wrongly placed at birth, Claire and another girl swap lives. Eighteen years later, she acknowledges her roots and returns to her family. From a country bumpkin, she becomes the daughter of a rich family in the capital. However… Her parents favor their fake daughter. "Claire, Phoebe is smart and obedient. She's a thousand times better than you." Her brother protects the fake sister. "Claire! Don't bully Phoebe. Phoebe is innocent, unlike you—you're full of evil tricks!" It's said that she is uneducated and incompetent. Her grades are the worst, and she loves to fight. She is notorious for her misdeeds, and everyone looks down on her. Only one man says domineeringly, "I will dote on you." One day… her disguises are stripped off… The Vice-Chairwoman of the Mathematical Olympiad, the guru of eSports, the hidden miracle doctor, the Chinese Art Master, the diva of the music industry, and the leader of the League of Death. Those identities are all hers?! Everyone starts to worship her: You are a real big shot! Instantly, there are countless suitors. A director extends an invitation for her to film a movie. The next day, the director is banned from the Internet. The Masked King invites her to have dinner with him. The next day, the scandal of the Masked King becomes the hottest topic on the Internet. A rich tycoon gives her a diamond ring as big as a pigeon egg. The next day, the corporation goes bankrupt and he becomes a beggar. A certain envious lover online declares his sovereignty over her. @Claire: "She's my wife."

Listening to Poems in Twilight Snowfall · 都市
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Promise To Be With Me?

編集者: Henyee Translations

"Shut up! All you can do is to blame this and blame that!" Allen looked at Phoebe with his hips akimbo and said angrily, "Anyway, I will contact the Collins and tell them you're willing to do anything to get their forgiveness. Don't make things worse!"

When Phoebe heard this, her tears fell again.

Ada hurriedly comforted her. "Okay, okay, don't cry. The medicine is getting washed by your tears."

——

It was late, and neon lights flickered on the street.

James turned off the car, turned his head, and looked at the young man in the co-pilot, who had fair and tender skin and golden curly hair, looking soft and cute.

"Does your arm still hurt?"

Derek was stunned for a moment, then suddenly covered his arm. "It hurts…"

James laughed. "How many days has it been? Does it still hurt?"

"Yes, it was almost broken!"

James didn't bother to expose his lie.