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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
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How Can Boss Go To Such A Place?

編輯: Henyee Translations

Huo Yao posted the picture on social media before she started eating.

The noodle shop owner pulled up a chair nearby and quietly watched while Huo Yao ate. A smile emerged on his old, wrinkled face.

Although the young lady's beauty and grace looked incongruous in this environment, it was strangely harmonious.

The noodle shop owner could not help feeling a sense of déjà vu, but he was certain that it was the young lady's first trip to his shop.

Huo Yao paid no attention to the old man's expression. Halfway through dinner, she recalled something. She picked up her phone and sent Min Yu a text.

[Want some supper?]

Min Yu had invited her to see the sights at night, but she rejected him. She had been unsure about how much time it would take to make Huo Xiang's medication.