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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!"

Nalanxian · 都市
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1910 Chs

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編集者: Henyee Translations

"Huh?" Zhuo Yun saw Yang Yi typing a code on the computer and he automatically looked up at the surveillance monitor.

Everything seemed completely normal at all the main entrances.

Strangely, something was amiss about the surveillance.

Zhuo Yun pressed his mike and told people to keep an eye on the auction store room. After looking at the surveillance monitor for two minutes, he turned to look at Yang Yi. "Shall I get Miss Huo to come over?"

Yang Yi was busy working. The moment he heard what Zhuo Yun said, he nearly made a typo.

Even though the question sounded random, it was very insulting.

Zhuo Yun had already retrieved his phone. He did not call Huo Yao directly. Instead, he asked his boss about it.

Min Yu glanced at the private room entrance holding his phone. He said calmly, "She's gone to the ladies. Just keep your eye on it first. I will bring her over later."

Zhuo Yun acknowledged the man and quickly hung up the phone.