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

Zhouzhou humbly replied, "It's nothing, just good luck."


Hearing this, Brian's lips curled into a faint smile. "You Chinese are always so modest," he said, his tone carrying a hint of arrogance and disdain.


Zhouzhou didn't bother explaining further. After all, foreigners like them would never understand their culture anyway.


Clearly, Brian had no real interest in Zhouzhou and didn't want to engage with her further. As he turned his attention to Brian Junior, his expression immediately became serious.


"Brian Junior, have I told you how to behave when you're outside?" Brian asked.


Upon hearing this, the smile on Brian Junior's face immediately faded. His expression returned to its usual, stern demeanor as he stiffly replied, "Sorry, Grandpa."


His grandfather had told him countless times to always remember his status and act with decorum, especially when outside.


"Mm." Brian nodded indifferently. "Go on."


Old Brian