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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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I Played With Guns Before

編輯: Henyee Translations

Just when Yuan Huan thought it was over, the intruder pushed him back into the driver's seat. He looked straight ahead with his eyes glazed over. Gunshot could be heard and he could sense something piercing through his chest.

Yuan Huan looked up at the windshield and could see a hole in it.

It was a penetrating shot.

Yuan Huan opened his eyes wide in horror.

He was now able to move, so he lowered his head slowly and stared at his chest, only to see blood gushing from it.

Yuan Huan automatically raised his hand to clutch his chest but the blood simply trickled down through his fingers and his face turned pale slowly.

The car automatically pulled up. Huo Yao pursed her lips as she glanced at the hole in the windshield expressionlessly. She smiled before she opened the car door and got off.

The wind gusted in the night leaving some stray hair fluttering on her forehead. Her beautiful eyes could be seen behind the mask.