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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 · Urbano
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1910 Chs
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The Cultural Relic Exhibition

Editor: Henyee Translations

[How is your leg?]

Huo Yao put down her phone when she did not receive a reply immediately.

She put on her sportswear and adjusted her wristwatch before unzipping her bag and rummaging through things. Then she left the room.

*

Min Yu had just finished giving out orders to his subordinates. He was leaning against the couch and rubbing his forehead. He was a little tired.

Zhuo Yun could not help asking softly. "Yu, do you feel unwell?"

Min Yu rested his eyes for a long time before he opened them. "I'm fine."

Zhuo Yun rubbed his nose as his eyes landed on Min Yu's calf. He wanted to raise the topic but was afraid Min Yu might get annoyed and might exile him to the frontier.

Min Yu picked up his phone from the coffee table and turned it on as he asked casually. "How is the exhibit doing?"