Three-and-a-half-year-old little girl, also known as Ann, lived a life of scarcity and hardship in an orphanage, where even a single steamed bun could lead to beatings and scoldings from the headmaster.
Just before Ann fainted from hunger, a mysterious and domineering daddy from a wealthy family descends from the heavens and took her home.
President Qin sneered, “I will make them pay a thousandfold for the suffering my daughter endured.”
With six doting and influential elder brothers:
The Youngest Brother was responsible for beating people up.
The Second Brother was responsible for saving lives.
The Third Brother was responsible for fighting lawsuits. 
The Fourth Brother was responsible for capturing people.
The Fifth Brother was responsible for providing financial support. 
And the Eldest Brother was responsible for salvation.
With comprehensive and attentive service, are you afraid or not?
The major prestigious families competed to stand up for the little prodigy: To bully Ann is to challenge the entire Qin family!
Even the pet, a wise and future-seeing white goose, refused to be outdone: Protect Ann!
Ann stood with hands on hips and said, “Stop arguing, line up properly, and listen to me.”
The Qin family: Understood!

Beloved One of the Prestigious Household

Qin Niexun reached out and gently pinched his sister Ann's arm. 


Her arm was slender and soft, with hardly any flesh, let alone muscles. 


Ann's strength was incredibly unreasonable. 


The strength of a three-and-a-half-year-old child couldn't possibly be strong enough to knock down someone much taller, bigger, and heavier than her. 


Qin Niexun took the wall target from his fifth brother's hand and stood in front of Ann. 


Even though he had witnessed it with his own eyes, he still wanted to personally verify it. 


Qin Sui'an raised her hand and pushed the helmet on her head, puzzled as to why her brothers were lining up for her to hit the wall target. 


Although she couldn't figure it out for the moment, she obediently nodded her little head. 


Qin Niexun was mentally prepared, firmly holding the wall target in his hand, slightly lowering his body, and stabilizing his stance. 


No One Will Like Qin Sui'an