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!"

After Descending the Mountain, Seven Big Brothers Spoil Me

Yun You stared in astonishment at his little junior sister, his gaze settling on her chubby little face, momentarily lost in thought. He had expected to see a skinny, undernourished girl. Given Zhouzhou's appetite and her supposed "lack-of-money fate," few families could afford to keep her well-fed. But now she looked quite plump.


His eyes drifted downward to her short legs, recalling the gust of wind he felt earlier. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead as he asked in a somewhat aggrieved tone, "Little Eight, were you trying to hit me just now?"


Zhouzhou snapped out of her daze, looking at Yun You, completely taken aback to see him. Hearing his question, she quickly shook her head, her little head bobbing like a rattle drum. "No, no, I wouldn't hit you, Third Senior Brother. I didn't know it was you."


Third Senior Brother Arrives, Thirty Thousand Gone