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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

What Would A Little Girl Like You Know About Medicinal Dishes?

編輯: Henyee Translations

The Yi family's ancestors had been palace medicinal cuisine chefs for generations and were considered peerless in the industry. The middle-aged man might have accepted the remarks if someone with Chinese medicine knowledge evaluated the soup, but she was just a teenager.

The middle-aged man looked a little angry.

Even though she was Young Master Min Yu's guest, did she have to keep finding fault in everything?

The middle-aged man was about to speak, but Old Mr. Yi suddenly walked in with a look of shock on his face.

"Tell me why I should add barley?" asked Old Mr. Yi, looking straight at Huo Yao with subtle excitement in his voice.

Huo Yao looked at the old man. He was in an apron and wore oversleeves. He was probably the person whom Min Yu had mentioned about.

Huo Yao turned her eyes to the bowl of soup placed on the table.