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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

Absolutely No Conscience

編輯: Henyee Translations

Old Mr. Pei parted his lips looking at Zhuo Yun, but he did not know how to comfort him.

Even Huo Yao was unable to treat the patient, let alone him.

No one said a word, so the hall was very quiet until a call broke the silent atmosphere.

It was Huo Yao's phone ringing.

She glanced at the caller ID and realized it was her teacher, Liu Qian. She got up and went to the back of the hall to answer the call.

Old Mr. Pei veered his eyes from Huo Yao when she had gone some distance. He turned to look at Min Yu and said guiltily, "Sorry. I was unable to help at all."

Min Yu had a sickly pallor and replied mildly. "Don't blame yourself. No one saw this coming."

"Is there really no cure?" Old Mr. Pei spoke in a serious tone.

Just as he mentioned, there must be some reason why the patient was suffering from a relapse, especially since Min Yu had a very unusual malady.