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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!"

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1910 Chs

Miss Huo, Help!

編集者: Henyee Translations

Song Ning did not react as strongly as her husband. "Since Tingrui is already there, it's a bad time for you to go. Don't go over and disturb the man."

Huo Jinyan shook his head and said, "You don't get it."

The man was not simply a tuition teacher.

Song Ning glanced at him sideways. "Enough. Finish your dinner and stop causing trouble."

Huo Jinyan bit his lip in silence. "…"

He eventually stopped trying to go next door.

Huo Yao watched as her parents interacted. Even though they were just talking, she felt as though they were showing a public display of affection.

Before long, the three of them finished dinner.

Huo Yao wanted to go upstairs but she thought about the time and pulled out her phone to text Huo Tingrui: [Brother Tingrui?]

Huo Tingrui was next door when he heard his phone ping. He pulled out his phone. He glanced at it but did not reply. Instead, he placed the phone back into his pocket.