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

Up ahead, Old Brian sipped his coffee, wiped his mouth, and asked calmly.  


The butler, bowing respectfully, replied, "Yes, sir. It has been taken care of."  


"Good." Old Brian nodded in satisfaction. That was how it should be.  


His grandson was not allowed to have any friends. In his eyes, only benefits mattered.  


That little girl—dying in their family's home—was a kind of blessing for her.  


Just as he was thinking this, all the lights suddenly went out. Before he could ask, "What's going on?" a series of gunshots rang out from outside.  


His brows furrowed deeply. Who dared to cause trouble at his house?  


Furious, he shouted for the bodyguards.  


His bodyguards weren't just ordinary people—they were highly paid professional killers.  


However, no one responded, no matter how loudly he called. Instead, the gunfire outside only intensified.  


A wave of unease suddenly swept over him.  


Do You Want to See Your Mother?