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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

Someone Investigating Huo Yao

編輯: Henyee Translations

The man in the lead had to say that his target this time was pretty unusual, but he was only slightly cautious. Since she was just a young woman, he was confident about catching her easily.

The man wasted no time and said, "Are you leaving with me voluntarily? Or do we have to invite you to come with us? If you don't come on your own, I can't make any promises about not hurting you."

"Who hired you?" asked Huo Yao nonchalantly as she rolled up her sleeves.

The man laughed softly. "In this trade, we don't ask for the clients' names."

Huo Yao waved her hand sadly. "Since you can't give me a name, you're out of luck."

The man frowned and did not quite understand what Huo Yao meant.

Before he could figure out what she was implying, something moved. The girl was standing some distance from him, but she had come up to him at an unusually high speed.