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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

Was Everyone In The Family Equally Heartless?

編輯: Henyee Translations

Song Zhi wrote down his hotel name and room number on his name card before handing it over to Huo Yanxi. "I won't waste your time any longer. I just hope you can pass the message to your mother. My hotel name is on the card. I am flying back at 10:00 pm tonight and will leave the hotel at 8:00 pm. It is up to her to decide whether she wants to go back to the capital with me to see her father one last time."

The moment he finished his sentence, Song Zhi placed the name card on the coffee table beside him without waiting for Huo Yanxi to take it.

He glanced at Zhu before striding out of the conference room.

From behind, Song Zhi looked solemn and cool.

Zhu looked at Huo Yanxi. His lips parted, wanting to speak, but he ended up inhaling powerlessly before going after Song Zhi.