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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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Lei Xiao Felt A Little Hurt

編輯: Henyee Translations

Huo Yao buried herself in work for over an hour before putting down her pencil and rubbing her forehead. She gathered the pile of rough paper on the table and tore them up before tossing them into the trashcan.

After contemplating for a while, she sent Lei Xiao a text message: [This data doesn't look right. If you continue to create the viral transport medium, it would probably end up in a catastrophe.]

Huo Yao put her phone aside after sending the text message. She took out the mock test paper her teacher had assigned as homework today and started working on it.

After she finished the paper, she did not see any replies from Lei Xiao, so she washed up and went to bed.

By the time Lei Xiao came out from the laboratory, it was already 3:00 am. He had dark circles beneath his eyes. His face was disheveled and his eyes were bloodshot.