The Real Daughter Wants Revenge, but the Fake Daughter Only Loves Fortune Telling

Name: The Real Daughter Wants Revenge, but the Fake Daughter Only Loves Fortune Telling
Author: Corbel

by Corbel

ongoing Modern Romance Elite Families Female Lead

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24Kwords11chapters

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Ch. 11 — Love is Not as Important as Career

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As the only daughter of the richest man in Jiangcheng, I don't compete for property or limelight. I just love to catch ghosts and tell fortunes all over the city with my compass in hand. Until the real daughter came to my door and broke my ordinary life as the daughter of a wealthy family: "It's time to pay back the life you stole." I breathed a sigh of relief and packed a semi-warehouse of talisman paper and cinnabar overnight: "The company's stock and real estate all belong to you. Can you leave these... To me?" Chi Qingyu carefully planned for me to fight back, but she only waited until I knocked on her window in the middle of the night: "Hurry over the wall! The haunted house in the western suburbs is half price for a limited time. Team up to catch ghosts and get a consecrated peach wood sword--" She should have regained her seat in the wealthy family, but I dragged her to popularize the Employment Guide to the Eighteen Hells; She held a banquet to make me look embarrassed, but I took out tarot cards in front of everyone and tested the relationship for my opponent's CEO. Later, there was a rumor in Jiangcheng: The real and fake daughters of the Chi family were fighting over the family property, and the evil spirits were so fierce that hundreds of ghosts gave way wherever they went. Chi Qingyu finally couldn't bear it anymore and turned my secret base upside down. I tremblingly took out the ancestral book of life and death from the bottom of the cabinet: "Actually... You are my destined partner in the hexagram." She sneered: "Who are you kidding again this time?" Until the blood moon was in the sky and hundreds of ghosts surrounded the house, I stuffed the blood-stained copper coins into her palm: "Why are you running? We agreed to hit the ghost-catching KPI together-" Later, she drove away my eighteenth suitor with black dog blood: "My sister's psychic compass has calculated that you two are not compatible and can easily attract ghosts."