Nalanxian

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

Zhou Yixun drove back to the professional track when he was done dropping off Huo Yao. After parking the car, he walked over and nodded to Min Yu and Yang Yi. "Hi, Young Master Min, Yi."

Zhou Yixun did not dare to look at Min Yu and kept his head slightly lowered. He was clearly a little anxious.

Yang Yi glanced at Zhou Yixun and said, "Did you find out anything about the woman's background?"

Zhou Yixun shook his head. "Nope. I don't think she wants people to know about herself. Also, I reckon she only joined the race for the sake of money."

Yang Yi felt the same way. A group of foreigners came over from nearby. He narrowed his eyes and waved his hand. "Okay. You may leave."

Zhou Yixun nodded. He also saw those foreigners walking over with an aggressive aura. He trembled involuntarily before he hurriedly left.

After Zhou Yixun had left, Yang Yi gave a few orders using the mic under his collar.

Who Is The Woman?