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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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So You Are His Baby Sister

編輯: Henyee Translations

Song Ning replied with a slight look of mystery on her face. "Well, he's not considered a guest!"

Huo Yao raised her brow and asked her. "Is it Lu Xia?"

Although Lu Xia had already gone back to the Lu family, the Huo family probably did not treat her as an outsider.

"No, it's not her," replied Song Ning as she shook her head and smiled.

"Why did you suddenly think it was Xiaxia?"

Huo Yao replied in a nonchalant manner. "A wild guess."

It was very crowded at the supermarket entrance, so Huo Yao did not want to continue with this conversation. Instead, she said, "Let's head back home first."

Then she walked out with the two big bags in her hands.

Song Ning gazed at her slender but strong daughter from behind and sighed, thinking of the image of a delicate and tender girl in her heart.

Song Ning hurried into the kitchen after they got home and started to cook.