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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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Huo Yao Was A Variable

編輯: Henyee Translations

Rope ladder came down from the chopper and five men quickly jumped off.

As the men approached them, Xie felt very tense and worried. In fact, he felt even more worried now than when they encountered the first wave of attacks.

"Are you from the Huo family?" asked the first man politely as he approached Xie.

Xie looked at the man in front of him. The man looked young, cultured, refined, and was roughly in his late twenties. He was smiling at Xie and did not seem hostile at all.

At this moment, Xie suddenly recalled his conversation with Miss Huo. She mentioned that she would send help. Was it them?

They had arrived in a combat chopper. Miss Huo was really… Xie was starting to find everything inconceivable. After going into a daze, he finally nodded. "And you are?"