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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

Keeping A Low Profile

編集者: Henyee Translations

Huo Yao nodded before leaning into the seat backrest lazily. The light in the hall was dim, so it was impossible for anyone to see her face. Moments later, she said airily, "No matter what they take from us, they shouldn't have touched our money."

Yuan Xi felt a little puzzled when she heard what Huo Yao said. "Huh?"

Huo Yao glanced sideways at Yuan Xi. "You really need to study hard."

Yuan Xi's lips twitched. Would studying help in this case?

Meanwhile, the performance had commenced.

Yuan Xi glanced at Huo Yao and stopped probing. Instead, she turned to look at the stage.

The military training performance consisted of mainly singing military songs, cross-talk, or musicals so as to produce a positive atmosphere.

Huo Yao felt sleepy just watching the performance. She eventually covered her face with her military cap, leaned into the seat, and took a nap.

This was so boring.