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

On the other side, Ji Yi had done a favor for Qin Huo by registering his granddaughter for the chess competition. 


Curiously, his disciple asked, "Master, is Qin Huo's granddaughter really going to participate in the chess competition at the age of three?" 


Although it was just a small competition with mostly beginner chess players, it was still an official event. 


"Hmph, I registered her name for Qin Huo, but I won't let personal favors interfere with my impartiality," Ji Yi warned, his gaze fixed on his disciple. 


"And you, don't treat this young contestant as Qin Huo's precious granddaughter. Let her go through like anyone else."


"Master, rest assured, I will judge according to the rules," the disciple nodded solemnly. 


Ji Yi stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the registration form with the conspicuous age of "three" and let out a disdainful hum. 


Shame