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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

Her Stupid Son, Meng Jue

Editor: Henyee Translations

Huo Yao leaned against her chin and veered her head slightly. "You're his son, right? Aren't you going to see him off?"

When Huo Yao suddenly asked, Min Yu pondered for a few seconds and said, "If his daughter-in-law sends him off, he might be happier."

Huo Yao looked at him. "What time?"

"3:30 pm."

"Okay."

Huo Yao nodded and agreed without hesitation.

"Uh huh," acknowledged Min Yu as he spun his phone nonchalantly. He checked the time, put down his phone, and asked, "What would you like for lunch?"

The topic changed so quickly that Huo Yao was at a loss. Then, the names of a few dishes rolled off her tongue. "… Just these will do."

Min Yu stood up and smiled at Huo Yao without saying a word.

Huo Yao promptly took the couch cushion, leaned against it, and looked languid. She promptly changed her words. "I mean anything works for me."

Min Yu raised his brow and spoke deeply, "Anything?"