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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!"

Transmigrated As the Fake Heiress

30 minutes later at a teahouse in the city.

The moment Huo Yao got to the private room, she could smell the light scent of sandalwood incense. It reminded her of the scent that she had inhaled at the Imperial Medicine Store yesterday.

"Come in," said Min Yu. He was elegantly pouring tea out of a teapot kept on a table in front of him. Fumes were slowly drifting from an incense burner nearby and curling up into the air.

Huo Yao narrowed her eyes. She nodded politely to Zhuo Yun beside him and walked over. Pulling out a redwood chair, she sat down.

Zhuo Yun glanced at Huo Yao cautiously. For reasons unknown, each time he met this young lady, she gave off a mature vibe beyond her tender age. He just could not see through her.

Min Yu placed a warm teacup before Huo Yao. His fair, slender fingers held up the teapot and slowly filled her cup with dark green tea. "Mingqian Longjing. Try it."

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