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Hidden identities of the AI Heiress

Joven, an AI that transmigrated here from the stars became a daughter of a rich family, lost in a rural village but finally returning home for a certain purpose. Everyone thought that she would be unrefined and lack culture given her poor upbringing... until the eldest Lu brother realized that his youngest sister was the one who casually agreed to the contract he just signed. Second Lu Brother: What? My younger sister invested in the movie I was leading? Mama Lu: The unlabeled products my daughter gave me are from a state-of-art research center? Papa Lu: The cheap stuff my daughter gave me is actually worth millions?! Big shots of various industries: Would you like to be an instructor? The type who earns over hundreds of millions? A certain conglomerate: Had enough fun yet? Now get back here and inherit your billion-dollar estate. Scumbags: Weren't we promised a pathetic wimp to bully? *** The day Li Hanzhou learned that Qiao Wen equaled him in net worth, he made inventory and put everything before her. "You can have all of these—plus one husband! Please sign here." Qiao Wen: "You're the one who insisted on no puppy-love. It's important to keep your promises." Mr. Li: #Urgent! How do I go back in time to slap my past self? I'll make it up to you with all the tenderness in the world.

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Chapter 113: Does Second Brother Actually Not Welcome Qiaoqiao?

Lu Zhanxing was not uninterested in his younger sister, it's just that his schedule was too tight, and by the time he finished, it was already the middle of the night.

He wanted to find an opportunity to call, but their times never matched up.

Since he was resting early today, he remembered Qiao Yun.

He had no recollection of Qiao Yun from their childhood and had thought he wouldn't feel much.

When he actually saw her, he realized he was not unmoved; blood ties are indeed magical.

Looking at Qiao Yun's fair little face, clear eyes, tied-up bun, and a few curly wisps of hair hanging down, she looked like an exquisitely beautiful doll.

Lu Zhanxing's hands were itching.

Tsk, he really wanted to pinch her cheeks.

They looked so soft and seemed like they would feel good to knead.

Stop! He was her brother, how could he lack dignity completely.

But still...