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

The man asked, his voice was careful as if he was afraid of scaring her.

Claire frowned and looked at him indifferently. "Do we know each other?"

The man took off his mask, revealing a stunningly handsome face.

His black hair was hanging down, his skin was fair, and underneath his delicate brow bones, his eyes were deep and dark. He slightly pursed his thin lips. A dark gleam flickered across his unfathomable eyes and the tear mole under his eyelids added a touch of wickedness to him.

He looked rebellious, awe-inspiring yet fatally attractive.

Spark slowly raised Claire's chin and smiled. "Claire, do you know me now?"

Claire's gaze swept across his face emotionlessly. "No."

"You say it again!" The man suddenly held the back of her head and pulled her head close.

His eyes turned bloodshot as if he was about to tear her to pieces. "Look at my face. Tell me do you know me or not?!"

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