Qing Qian

Former bigshot, Ying Zijin, woke up one day as the lost daughter of the Ying family, who had been missing for fifteen years. The Ying family promptly adopted another child to replace her.

Upon returning to the wealthy family, everyone mocked her for not being as clever, capable, sensible, and elegant as a fake heiress. Her parents considered her a stain on the family and warned her not to harbor any illusions of being a lady of the family. They said she should be grateful for being a foster daughter, or else they would send her away.

Ying Zijin: "I'll leave then. No need to see me off."

While the Ying family celebrated joyously and others waited to see the real heiress make a fool of herself, influential figures from various fields took action. 

The top-rated idol with the most influential fans said, "Miss Ying, just let me know if you need anything."

The heir to a global economic monopoly said, "Ying family? What's that? Boss, should we just wipe them out?"

The number one martial artist in the country asked, "Who dares to bully my master?"

The genius teenage boy with an IQ of 228 said, "That's my sister."

A man with an incredibly seductive appearance smirked lazily and casually, saying, "Sure, then call me brother-in-law."

The influential figures were confused.

When the real heiress' true identity was restored, it caused a sensation on the internet. The Ying family went crazy and knelt, crying and begging her to come back.

The international powerhouse family said, "Sorry, let me introduce her. This is our real heiress."

Reborn as a king, making a strong comeback and launching a counterattack!

The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot

A sentence had silenced the classroom once again.


The students couldn't help but glance over at the corner, and with that look, all thoughts of rebuttal were swallowed back down.


The girl sat there quietly, the sunlight tinting her brows and eyes a pale gold.


Without any deliberate embellishment, she was breathtakingly beautiful in an effortless way.


Could such beauty really belong to a human being?


To call it divine would be an understatement.


Ying Feifei was furious, "Do you dare to say that in front of Xiao Xuan?"


Classmates exchanged looks but stopped talking and began their morning reading.


There was only a five-minute break between the morning reading and the first class. Some students went to get water, others to the restroom.


Ying Zijin, leaning on her elbow, watched distractedly at her English Elective 8 textbook, her thoughts drifting to the time she spent in Country Y.


029 slapped the face of the entire Elite Class