Fox's Charm

The Su Family, the richest in town, suddenly has a three-year-old cherub! Everyone thought this toddler is the illegitimate daughter of Su Qi, the notorious playboy of the entertainment circle, only to find the seven Su brothers kneeling and calling her auntie!
All of North City was laughing themselves to death: What use does your auntie have besides drinking milk? Mine can at least do embroidery for me.
Su Qi: Embroidery? My auntie can catch ghosts, demons, and zombies, talents that attract everyone's attention. Can your auntie do that?
Su Liu: My auntie can chase airplanes with a flying sword, can your auntie do that?
Su Wu: My auntie can cure diseases with the Thirteen Ghost Gate Acupuncture, can your auntie do that?
Su Si: My auntie can do a quintuple jump in figure skating, can your auntie do that?
Su San: My auntie can easily get a pentakill in games, can your auntie do that?
Su Er: My auntie wins awards in traditional Chinese painting, oil painting, and ink wash painting. Can your auntie do that?
Su Da: My auntie helps my company make a billion a day, can your auntie do that?
Later on, the little auntie of the Su Family grew up and quietly started a romance with her fair, skilled and childhood sweetheart. In unison, the seven sons of the Su Family roared: Stay away from our auntie!

Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me

Black Tortoise wanted to discuss something with Mianmian, so he let Yang Xian pause the live stream first.


"Do you still remember that person we saw at the entrance of the Management Bureau?"


After the live-stream was paused, Black Tortoise directly reminded Mianmian.


Mianmian thought about it and recalled the bad guy whose fate she couldn't discern, her small brows furrowing, "Yes, I remember, Uncle Xuan Wu, you said he was Si Ming, capable of changing people's fate."


"Not just people's fate," Black Tortoise said, "Natural disasters like this can also be changed."


Hearing that such things might be changed, Mianmian divined again.


Just now, where the fishpond contractor was located, she divined that there would be a flood.


This repetitive phenomenon made Mianmian ask with an inescapable doubt, "But can he just keep changing it like that? A brush isn't a pencil; it doesn't come with an eraser that's good for correcting, does it?"


Chapter 598: Mianmian is also very distressed now