Nunu

After living with the Fang family for eighteen years, Fang Yuan discovered she was a fake heiress. 

When the real heiress returned, she was abandoned and was about to be sent back to a poor and remote area... But little did she know that the so-called poor and remote area turned out to be the country's most expensive wealthy villa district!

Overnight, she went from being an ordinary heiress of a wealthy family to becoming the true heiress of a top-tier wealthy family! Her biological parents doted on her excessively. With a casual wave of her hand, she had millions in allowance. She could casually drive any of the luxury cars in the garage and buy high-end designer items from around the world.

Want to go to school? She could choose from any top-notch prestigious university! 

Don't want to study? Well, take control of the family's company here and play with it!

What surprised Fang Yuan the most was that she even had a fiancé. However, before they could meet, the fiancé came to her doorstep to break off the engagement. 

Fang Yuan didn't really care, but why did this person talk about breaking off their engagement, then turn around and cling to her? He always wanted to hold her hand and kiss her.

Fang Yuan was annoyed and asked, "Excuse me, who are you, sir?"

The man smiled and said, "Darling Yuanyuan, I'm your future husband!"

Fang Yuan replied, "Sir, you've mistaken me for someone else. I don't have a husband, only a former fiancé who wants to break off the engagement."

Bao Yi, the feared wealthiest man in the city, had an embarrassed expression. He thought to himself, 'I really want to kill that idiot who made a high-profile break-up without even meeting her!'

Turns Out, I'm from a Real Aristocratic Family!

"No, Mrs. Cheng, please retract your words. I truly acknowledge my mistake…" Zhao Quan still attempted to grasp at Qiao Xinhui's dress.

Fortunately, Cheng Ye swiftly pulled Qiao Xinhui behind him. "How dare you touch my wife's dress?"

Terrified, Zhao Quan stammered, "No, I didn't touch it…"

"If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't understand what's good for you!" Cheng Ye rolled up his sleeves and delivered a beating.

"Ah, President Cheng, please don't hit me…" Zhao Quan shielded his face. "At your age, if you hurt your waist, I won't be able to answer to you… When the five young masters come to settle scores with me, my life won't be enough to compensate! It's better to leave such a tough task to others… Calm down, calm down…"

"Who did you just call a traitor?" Cheng Ye panted heavily but continued the punishment. "Tell me, who were you scolding?"

"I, I, I was scolding myself. I'm a traitor."

Fell