Zhouzhou was born with a lack of fortune, and after eating the Taoist temple into bankruptcy, she was finally driven down the mountain to beg for food. But inadvertently, she found a long-term source of sustenance.

After adopting little Zhou Zhou, Madam Qin immediately sent a message to her youngest son, "Look, you have a daughter!"

Qin Lie, who was supposed to be delighted at becoming a father, remained expressionless and said, "Send her away."

The young tyrants of the Qin family, who were supposed to be happy about having a little sister, looked disdainful and said, "We don't want her. She only knows how to cry, not fun at all."

Even the Qin family's arch-enemies were eagerly waiting to see Zhouzhou bankrupt the Qin family.

However, Qin Lie signed contracts every day until his hands were sore, and the Qin family thrived, securing their position as the wealthiest family. Even the crippled seventh brother of the Qin family became able to run and jump.

At a banquet, the young tyrants of the Qin family surrounded Zhouzhou, trying to please her.

"Sister, we'll give you all the delicious food!"

"Sister, what kind of story do you want to hear today? Brother will tell you!"

Qin Lie walked straight over, picked up the little girl, and glanced coldly at his nephews, declaring ownership, "She's my daughter!"

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Seeing the golden light twinkling in the little girl's eyes, Wen Jing couldn't help but smile. She nodded in agreement with her words and said, "Alright then, let's reserve his qualification to participate in the Mystery Sect Conference for now. We'll see how he performs in the future."


"Mhmm!" Zhouzhou vigorously nodded her little head. Whether he performed well or not was no longer her concern. A sheep without any wool to be sheared wasn't worth putting in much effort for.


With that in mind, Wen Jing looked at Cen Zhiyuan with a smile and said, "Big Fool, Grandpa has saved your qualification to participate in the Mystery Sect Conference. Don't you think you should give Grandpa a gift?"


She said it outright, straightforwardly, to the point that one could not even pretend that he did not understand.


Her shamelessness exceeded even that of her Ancestral Master!


At least her Ancestral Master would come up with some pretense for competition, but she just directly asked.


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