COL+Jin Gao

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

How was he supposed to respond to that?


Xi Mo had no trouble passing the training, but his concern was for the others.


Zhouzhou looked at him, sighed, and scratched her head in frustration. "Uncle, if it gets any easier, it'll be like playing house. A training with no difficulty is pointless—it won't help them if they can't even pass."


In fact, she already thought this particular trap was too easy.


However, she also noticed that every time she said this, her uncle didn't seem to approve, so she kept her thoughts to herself.


Her uncle was someone who could occasionally benefit from a little irritation for his health, but if it was too much, she'd feel sorry for him.


"Uncle, how about you point out where it's difficult? I can modify it if needed, but I still think that if it's hard for them, that's a good thing. They're too arrogant."


They were all chosen from thousands of people; how could they not be full of themselves?


The Worst Group I've Ever Trained