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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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Find the Location

Editor: Henyee Translations

Zhuo Yun hurriedly answered the phone. Huo Yao's voice came through the phone. "I have already sent the flight route to your phone. You can check it out anytime you want. There's no time limit to it."

"Great." Zhuo Yun was delighted and kept thanking her.

"You're welcome. If you need my help in any way, just let me know." Huo Yao's voice sounded calm.

Hearing this, Zhuo Yun raised his head and looked at Yang Yi sitting in front of the table near the window. Yang Yi was still busy locating the plane signal. Zhuo Yun paused and said, "Prof Min and the others lost connection after crossing the national borders. Miss Huo, you're good with the computer. Do you think you can help find them?"

Yang Yi was sitting nearby, so he heard everything. This time, he did not so much as bat his eye.

"Okay. Give me the flight route." Huo Yao walked up in front of the computer, sat down again, and turned it on.