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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 396: My Sister is Number One in the City

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Perhaps because she was in a bad mood, she and He Jianyan attempted several times, all ending in failure and restarting.

He Jianyan was also temperamental, his face stern as he said, "Can you do it? If not, we'll just eat steamed buns."

Lu Ting lowered her eyes, a picture of wronged innocence, "I'm sorry, don't be angry, I'll try harder. I'm just in a bit of pain, but rest assured, I'll persevere."

He Jianyan's expression grew worse, as Lu Ting's words would certainly draw criticism from netizens calling her heartless.

She bit her lip, smiling as she suggested, "It's okay, why don't we take a break and then continue?"

"Mm, thank you," Lu Ting said, her smile brimming with gratitude.

He Jianyan looked at Lu Ting with a queer expression, feeling she had become a bit strange lately, even more shameless than before.

Accompanied by howls of misery on the side, Qiao Yun was slicing steamed buns into pieces, while Lu Zhanxing was stacking stones to build a cooking range.