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

The sound of car horns was incessant on the road, but Jiang Ran felt as if everything had come to a standstill.


The milk tea he was holding in his hand went "splat" and spilled all over the ground.


And the secretary waiting across the street was stupefied.


Since when had Third Master Jiang of Shanghai City been treated like this?


With just a word from Jiang Moyuan, he could seal the fate of an entire minor family.


Jiang Moyuan looked at the cola stains on his clothes and the bank card that had fallen to the ground, his face terrifyingly cold, and his voice squeezed through clenched teeth, "Ying, Zijin!"


After sending the last message to Fu Yunshen, Ying Zijin put away her phone and slipped her hands into her pockets.


Her expression was indifferent, her brows and eyes wrapped in a chill, completely unaffected by the oppressive atmosphere radiating from Jiang Moyuan.


047 Kid's love was not in vain