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Real or Fake Missy : I Have a Piece of Godly Land

The Cheng family finally found the real daughter who had been wandering the streets. Cheng Ling, the fake daughter who had been wrongly adopted for eighteen years, instantly became the family's joke. The real heiress was very domineering and the fake heiress was soon despised by the family. Many people were waiting to see the fake daughter make a fool of herself, but they realized… The world's top medical expert: "May I know where Miss Cheng Ling, who was kicked out of the house, is? I begged her for a long time and she finally agreed to give me a chance to meet her." International idol Best Actor Tang: "Miss Cheng Ling, can you sell me another grape? Just one will do. After eating your grape, my voice is getting much more beautiful." The famous godfather of the Mafia said, "Miss Cheng Ling, can you sell me one of your cucumbers? I was seriously injured in my early years and it's hard for me to recover. Only your cucumbers can save me." Soon, everyone realized that almost all the rich and powerful families in the world had a favor to ask of the fake daughter, Cheng Ling. As long as she said a word, those rich and powerful people would be willing to do anything for her. That was because Cheng Ling had a piece of divine soil in her hands. The fruits of vegetables grown from divine soil had all kinds of magical and powerful effects. Third Master Qin, who was feared by all the aristocrats in the world and was rumored to be extremely cold and ruthless, pretended to be pitiful in front of Cheng Ling. "Ling Ling, my chest hurts. Come, come, come. Stay here tonight. When I take off my clothes, you can take a good look at me…" Cheng Ling: "Stay away from me, don't get in the way of my farming."

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Dịch giả: Nyoi-Bo Studio Biên tập viên: Nyoi-Bo Studio

But after having these two dreams lately, Cheng Ling suddenly picked up these things in the past again.

In the dream, Cheng Ling looked about eight or nine years old.

Cheng Ling's memory about that time was quite vague. She could only remember some scenes of her playing in the fields, but she couldn't remember many specific things.

She used to think that it was just a coincidence, but now that she thought about it, it might not be.

However, there were too few clues, and the information provided by these dreams was not enough. Cheng Ling didn't know where to start, so she could only give up.

After taking a quick shower, she lay back on the bed.

She took out her phone to check the time and found out Lu Qi had sent her a WeChat message after sending the red packet.