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

The bodyguard stepped forward, pulling out a chair for Mr. Zhu Xiulin. 


Zhu Xiulin sat in a position slightly forward and to the side of Little One. 


Even now, he was still somewhat overwhelmed, feeling like an ordinary person who had accidentally wandered into a wealthy household. 


If someone had told him a few days ago, or even this morning, that he would be having lunch with the Qin family, Zhu Xiulin would have thought they were crazy, spouting nonsense. 


But here he was, sitting in the castle dining room of Bay Villa, having lunch with Little One of the Qin family, along with Old Mrs. Qin, Old Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin, and the others. 


The Qin family didn't seem to pay much attention to the addition of an outsider. They ate as they usually did, showing no undue interest in Zhu Xiulin, nor did they intentionally ignore his presence. 


Occasionally, Old Mr. Qin would glance in his direction and ask, "Mr. Zhu Xiulin, is our food to your liking?"


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