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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

Acupuncture Treatment For Huo Yulin

編輯: Henyee Translations

Huo Yao walked up the stairs and said, "Brother Yulin, go back to your room. I will go and get my needles."

Huo Yulin nodded. "Okay."

Before long, Huo Yao came to his room with the box of needles.

She opened the box and said, "Can you lie at the foot of the bed? It would help make it easier for me to apply the needles."

Huo Yulin did as she instructed and lay down in bed to look at the ceiling. Even though he was exhausted, it was impossible for him to sleep when he closed his eyes.

Huo Yao noticed the incense ash in the burner next to the coffee table when she took out the silver needles.

Huo Yao didn't say anything and turned around to walk up to the bedside. Her thin hands landed on Huo Yulin's temples and massaged the spots.

Huo Yulin closed his eyes as she rubbed his temples steadily. He quickly felt relaxed and comfortable.

Despite his little sister's young age, she was particularly deft at massaging.