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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

Couldn’t Compare To Money

編輯: Henyee Translations

Huo Yao glanced at the Chinese herbs to ensure that everything was in order before she said to Lin Shuwen, "I will use the Chinese herbs to make some medication. Come by to pick them up from me at the school this time tomorrow."

Lin Shuwen only knew Huo Yao for her exceptional medical skills. Since he did not know she was also an apothecary, he could not help feeling startled by this information. "Miss Huo, do you know how to refine pills?"

Huo Yao raised her brow.

Lin Shuwen realized his question was redundant, so he cleared his throat and nodded. "Okay."

"In that case, I am leaving." Ever since Lin Shuwen and Fang Chen got transferred to the capital, he hardly had any personal time left. He was mainly afraid of getting caught slacking and giving people the opportunity to complain about them.

Huo Yao glanced at the black car parked by the roadside before waving her hand. "Sure."