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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

Junior Sister Isn’t Like Us

編集者: Henyee Translations

Qiao En was the epitome of having his plans backfire on him.

When the assistant saw Qiao En tear the cheque apart, he inhaled deeply. He did not even get the chance to make Qiao En stop. "Prof Qiao…"

Qiao En looked at the shreds of paper in his hand. After snapping out of his fury, he froze. He gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Use money from my account."

The assistant touched his nose and muttered softly. "You don't have that much money in your account."

It was a hundred million.

However, he ripped it to shreds without a second thought.

He was simply rash.

Qiao En did not know what to say.

**

As Huo Yao and the others walked back to the hotel, someone from the Math department suggested hanging out together for dinner. After dinner, they could go to a well-known music bar nearby.

Huo Yao was sending text messages on her phone. Since she did not answer, Li Chenhui asked her if she was in.