Listening to Poems in Twilight Snowfall

Omnipotent A-Grade Cool Female Lead VS Secret Passionate and Domineering Male Lead That Loves Assuming and is Easily Jealous
Because she is wrongly placed at birth, Claire and another girl swap lives.
Eighteen years later, she acknowledges her roots and returns to her family. From a country bumpkin, she becomes the daughter of a rich family in the capital.
However…
Her parents favor their fake daughter.
"Claire, Phoebe is smart and obedient. She's a thousand times better than you."
Her brother protects the fake sister.
"Claire! Don't bully Phoebe. Phoebe is innocent, unlike you—you're full of evil tricks!"
It's said that she is uneducated and incompetent. Her grades are the worst, and she loves to fight. She is notorious for her misdeeds, and everyone looks down on her.
Only one man says domineeringly, "I will dote on you."
One day… her disguises are stripped off…
The Vice-Chairwoman of the Mathematical Olympiad, the guru of eSports, the hidden miracle doctor, the Chinese Art Master, the diva of the music industry, and the leader of the League of Death.
Those identities are all hers?!
Everyone starts to worship her: You are a real big shot!
Instantly, there are countless suitors.
A director extends an invitation for her to film a movie. The next day, the director is banned from the Internet.
The Masked King invites her to have dinner with him. The next day, the scandal of the Masked King becomes the hottest topic on the Internet.
A rich tycoon gives her a diamond ring as big as a pigeon egg. The next day, the corporation goes bankrupt and he becomes a beggar.
A certain envious lover online declares his sovereignty over her.
@Claire: "She's my wife."

Henyee Translations

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Henyee

Claire recalled Sheldon's clumsy movements.

It wouldn't be easy for him to enter the Life-Death Sect.

"So, you accidentally saved your biological brother?" Gallon couldn't believe it. "The point is, you didn't know about this until today? Didn't you even remember your patients?"

Claire lay on the bay window, fiddling with the computer, her two little feet were swaying.

Her toes were round and cute, almost glowing in the sun.

Patients were no different from pork for her.

"I heard that no hospital dared to accept him back then. What was the success rate of his operation?" Gallon was curious.

"Zero?!" Gallon was dumbfounded and couldn't help but exclaim. "Zero success rate and you accepted this patient? Were you crazy?"

No wonder no hospital dared to accept him.

Zero success rate was tantamount to a sureshot death.

What If I Must Meddle In This?