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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

Miss Huo’s Brilliant Driving Skill!

編輯: Henyee Translations

The racing track was large and almost as big as the professional one next door.

Since there was no one else here, only the cars belonging to Huo Yao, Huo Changfeng, Chen Ming, and his subordinates could be seen there.

Huo Yao's car pulled up at the starting line. She rested her hand on the steering wheel casually and leaned sideways into the seat backrest. She gazed outside at the empty racing track and looked languid.

She had not gone racing in a long time.

Huo Changfeng was in the next lane getting ready. He turned his head sideways and looked at Huo Yao energetically. "All set?"

Huo Yao sat up straight and raised her hand in mid-air and gestured okay coolly. In an instant, she stepped on the gas. The Specter had fluid lines and excellent design. It shot out like a silver arrow and drove off under the dark skies.