Mini Magic

After disappearing for three years, Lan Jin returned accompanied by her five sons, all fervently dedicated to spoiling their mother!
Eldest son: A domineering CEO with tens of billions in assets.
Second son: A logical genius, a legend in the surgical medical field.
Third son: A superstar, the recognized best actor in the film industry.
Fourth son: Hacking and racing expert.
Fifth son: The school heartthrob and academic ace who enjoys skateboarding and esports.
Lan Jin was previously labeled as a worthless good-for-nothing and was treated with disdain, but her five sons supported her no matter what!
However, soon…
"Damn! Lan Jin won first place in a national competition and even defeated the Billiard Queen."
"Damn! Lan Jin is also an expert in calligraphy, has superb driving skills, and has composed an astonishing piano piece!"
Everyone was collectively dumbfounded when they found out her true identity!
However, they had no idea these disguises were just the tip of the iceberg since she would have a new disguise daily.
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She was born with a short lifespan and needed to spend money non-stop to ward off disasters, or else she wouldn't live long.
A certain lord threw out a limited-edition black card with extravagant generosity and declared to the public, "Whoever dares to stop my wife from spending money, I'll break his fucking arms and legs!"
He was the reincarnation of a Pixiu, naturally adept at amassing wealth. Therefore, he had plenty of money.
He was known as the Stingy Master. However, he was exceptionally generous to her and spoiled her.

The Big Shots Dote On Madam

Rong Huo glanced at the group of fans, a flicker of sympathy in his eyes, coupled with a sense of sadness for them. Who would they choose to be fans of, if not Yang Qianbei, of all people?


How much pain and sorrow must it be upon being proven wrong afterward?


Of course, that wasn't Rong Huo's concern; it was more important to get back to the main issue at hand.


Lan Jin suddenly let out a light chuckle, her posture becoming exceedingly relaxed, as she slipped her hands back into her pockets. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she turned to Yang Qianbei with a cynical smirk at one corner of her mouth, she asked,


"Could I trouble you to confirm once more, are you certain you're the original creator of 'that' piece of music?"


Yang Qianbei tilted her chin up. She couldn't afford to lose in terms of presence, but as soon as her eyes met Lan Jin's mocking gaze, she inexplicably felt a bit uneasy. Still, she replied with pride,


Chapter 166: Grand Face-Slapping Scene (5)_1