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Everyone Wants to Pamper the Bigshot Researcher After Her Rebirth!

Song Fan had been reborn and became the Song family's heir. No one knew that the real Miss Song had died a long time ago, and the one in her body now was a senior researcher from another world. Because of a failed experiment, she was reborn into the body of the Song family's heiress. Seven years ago, Miss Song was falsely accused of poisoning her own brother, resulting in their mother's death in a car accident on her way to the hospital. Her father was furious and abandoned her in the countryside for her to fend for herself. Because no one took care of her, the original Miss Song died. Recently, the Song family suddenly decided they wanted Song Fan back. Everyone mocked the "true heiress" who had returned from the countryside, and they waited eagerly to see her make a fool of herself. To everyone, the Song family's true heiress was their second daughter, whereas Song Fan was just a malicious and ugly duckling. However, reality was stranger than fiction! Song Fan actually became a lady of the family whom her brothers pampered endlessly! The internet laughed at how blind her brothers were and called Song Fan a worthless scum. A renowned scientist suddenly popped up and said, "Who are the truly blind ones here? Miss Song is my senior!" A business magnate: "That's my boss! Who called her worthless?!" A top-level boxer: "Hey, you're tired of living, aren't you? Who called my master worthless?!" Everyone: "We're the blind ones! Miss Song is unquestionably a bigshot!" A certain top-notch bigshot couldn't sit still anymore and took the initiative to protect his wife. "I heard someone was bullying my wife." Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. "N-no! Of course not! How could we bully the young mistress of the wealthiest family around...!"

JQK · 现代言情
分數不夠
567 Chs

Blood Extraction

編輯: Dragon Boat Translation

"You said only you and Gu Chen's mother survived. How can I save more people?" Song Fan remained still, quietly staring at Old Mr. Brown.

She knew about the human experiments Jason had conducted and thought about the people on the deserted island, her gaze turning cold. If all this hadn't been authorized by Old Mr. Brown, no one would have dared to do such things.

He didn't want to save people; he wanted to use others' lives to find a cure and save his own.

Old Mr. Brown chuckled lightly and rolled up his sleeve, revealing a forearm covered with needle marks. "You don't think the drug dealers experimented on us just for fun, do you? I'm barely surviving on other medications. This poison has harmed many people. Giving you the Tango Fruit was in hopes you could develop a cure and prevent more deaths."