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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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Such A Coincidence

編輯: Henyee Translations

The hospital was a crowded place. Even though it was already 5:00 pm, the human traffic going to and fro was very high.

Zhu looked at the time. "Why isn't the peerless doctor here yet?"

"Calm down. If the doctor is good, there is no harm in waiting," said Song Qi calmly without the slightest impatience.

Song Qi was carrying a designer purse in her hand with her face exquisitely made up. She was clearly a rich lady from high society. She kept looking outside the door hoping to find the peerless doctor.

Zhu nodded. He raised his head and looked outside as well. Before long, he saw a familiar face and briefly froze. After composing himself, he quickly said to Song Qi softly, "Madam, it's her."

Song Qi did not get what he meant. She looked at him quizzically and glanced in the same direction where he was looking. "Who are you talking about?"

"That is Miss Huo," explained Zhu hurriedly.

Song Qi narrowed her eyes and saw a girl coming over.