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

"Where have you been all these years? What have you been up to? How did you become the father of the Huo family's little boy?" 


Qin Yan pulled Yu Ze into a corner and fired off three questions in quick succession. Yu Ze, looking at his anxious demeanor, was slightly surprised. 


He remembered that they weren't particularly close, merely acquaintances within the same circle, hardly exchanging more than a few words. 


Nevertheless, touched by someone's genuine concern, Yu Ze succinctly answered each of his questions: "I've been in Jing City all these years, doing odd jobs here and there. Ji'an found me and said I have a father-son connection with him."


Qin Yan was astonished. Just as he was about to speak, he felt something soft on his leg. 


Lowering his head, he saw a little head popping up, small hands clutching his pant leg, curiosity brimming in the child's innocent face. 


It was none other than Zhouzhou, the frontline gossip enthusiast.


The Gift That Costs Nothing