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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

An Encounter

編輯: Henyee Translations

The secretary came back before long.

"Count Kerr, Chairman Min doesn't want to see anyone."

"Doesn't want to see anyone?" The unlit cigar in Morey's hand promptly broke into half.

The secretary lowered his head. "Uh huh. In reality, I didn't even get to see Chairman Min's assistant."

Morey sat there as he pondered. After some time, he tossed the cigar. "No one knows what he's thinking. He doesn't even give face to the royalty. I'm not surprised he doesn't want to see me."

Since he refused to see him, he naturally would not agree to see Carter either.

"Then, what should we do now?" The secretary looked at Morey cautiously.

Morey stood up. He was no longer in the mood to wait for the fair to end. Instead, he walked out coolly.

The secretary quickly followed behind him.

Before long, they reached the ground floor. When they walked out, the chauffeur had already brought the car over.