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The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Hide Multiple Identities

Nan Yu was brought by the Nan Family back from the countryside to pretend as the fake heiress, being forced to marry the paralyzed and tyrannical young master of Huo Family on behalf of the real heiress. Before the marriage, she was just a fake heiress who had been abused since childhood, despised by everyone, and had nowhere to call home. After the marriage, she became the heiress who was coveted by many, lavished with love, and had countless brilliant hidden identities. Such a perfect person, the only pity was having a disabled husband. Everyone advised her to kick him out and find someone better. But a few days later, they saw the man who had been in a wheelchair stand up and become the rich and powerful ruler of the Huo Family. He then pinned Nan Yu in a corner, held her by the waist, and with a hint of red in his eyes, and said, "Sweetie, I heard that you want to divorce me?" Remembering his wildness in bed, Nan Yu shook her head violently, "No! Those are all rumors. You are the only one I want to spend my life with!"

Bai Liushi · 现代言情
分數不夠
93 Chs

Chapter 35: News of the Ghost Doctor

"What is their relationship?"

Huo Juanyan's voice was grave.

Driving the car ahead, Xia Xing responded, "Thirty years ago, they were college alumni and met at a gathering. They haven't been in contact since then."

Huo Juanyan's cold eyes narrowed, "Is that all?"

Xia Xing, catching a glimpse of Huo Juanyan's displeased look from the rearview mirror, quickly added, "They didn't have any overt connections, and no one would have thought they had this relationship. But this morning, when I was investigating the dean, I accidentally discovered something about his son."

"Nan Luzhi has been donating money to the dean's son's school, from elementary to university, he has donated to all levels."

"Moreover, two days ago, the dean's son made a two-minute call to Nan Luzhi. The call record was erased cleanly today after sending a text message."

Huo Juanyan's slender fingers rested by the car window, lightly tapping with an air of restrained authority.