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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 22 Start Sweating Exercise

Biên tập viên: Inschain

She pondered for a moment, then made a tentative offer, "Three hundred?"

Li Hanzhou laughed in disbelief, "Am I only worth three hundred?"

Qiao Yun turned her head, "Too little? Then forget it, you can leave; I'll call someone else."

How many ladies from prestigious families wished to climb into his bed, and here he was, offering himself, and all she offered was three hundred yuan?

Li Hanzhou found it hard to smile, "Call someone else? Are you that short on men?"

Qiao Yun lifted her delicate eyelids, speaking concisely, "Short, need exercise, alone, will tire, don't want to, so yes, short."

"Three hundred is a lot."

Qiao Yun's hair was slightly naturally curly, her face small; a few strands of curly hair rested on her long eyelashes, her lips red and teeth white, both delicate and pretty.

Li Hanzhou inappropriately thought for a moment, so pretty and proactive, probably no man could resist.

Now that she had chosen him, her taste was not too bad.

"Three hundred, okay."