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Transmigrated As the Fake Heiress

The aristocratic Lu family has produced a joke, a beautiful one, but a joke nonetheless. The daughter they have been rearing all this while turns out to be an imposter! With the real heiress returning to take her rightful place, everyone is eager to know the outcome of the imposter... Will she be able to survive in poverty after living a life of riches? Having just transmigrated, Huo Yao imagines that this experience will be pretty interesting. However, imagination and reality are always so different! Dad: "Daughter! Take this black card. It has no limit! Use it freely." Mom: "My dear Yao Yao! If you don't like this jewelry, I'll get them to change it immediately." Huo Yao: "…" Weren't they supposed to be poor and ordinary? What is with this hidden lavish behavior? Her eldest brother, an investment company's CEO: "Sis, inherit my company!" Her second brother, a top lawyer: "Whoever dares slander my sis will face the full brunt of the law!" The third brother, an international genius doctor: "Bullying my sister? Should I display the prowess of my scalpel?" Mysterious fourth brother: "My sis is the cutest!" Huo Yao: "…" What happened to being a good-for-nothing person who lives off her parents? A top aristocrat secretly changes into his cheap clothes and drives his crappy old car to her. "Baby, my heart is yours. Why don't we get married to test if I'm telling the truth or not?" Everyone who knows about it, doesn't dare say it out loud. All they can do is curse inwardly: "Bah! Keep acting! No one believes it!"

Nalanxian · 现代言情
分數不夠
1910 Chs

A New Thesis

編輯: Henyee Translations

Huo Yao was long gone by the time Qi Hui had gathered his thoughts. He glanced at Jiang Mingyue, shook his head, and pressed the lift button to go up.

After the lift door opened, he entered first and swiped his card before pressing for the third floor.

Something was playing on Qi Hui's mind. A couple of seconds later, he suddenly raised his head and asked Jiang Mingyue. "Oh yes. I recall that Liu Qian brought the girl over to observe your experiment. How did she do?"

Jiang Mingyue could not help feeling even more uneasy when her teacher suddenly asked about Huo Yao. However, she simply said calmly, "She is just a freshman. What would she know?"

"I see," acknowledged Qi Hui casually when he heard what his student said. He did not think otherwise of her comments.

Did it matter if she was the top scholar? After all, she was an Arts student. If she knew what she was looking at during the experiment, something would be seriously wrong.