Xia Zhihuai was a top-tier star who rose to fame at a young age. However, after his group disbanded, he encountered a series of unexpected accidents, facing a streak of bad luck.

One day, the police asked him to claim a three-and-a-half-year-old runaway child who claimed to be his younger sister. When they first met, the little one had a serious expression and solemnly told him that he was about to face a big wave of bad luck. Xia Zhihuai rolled his eyes in disbelief, thinking, "Who would believe such nonsense?"

However, a few days later, Xia Zhihuai lost all his resources and completely faded from the spotlight. In pain and frustration, he resolutely went back to hold onto little Wanwan's short legs, begging, "Boss, help me." But Wanwan replied, "Helping for you is impossible. Brother, you'd better come back home and farm with me."

Since returning to his hometown and starting farming, Xia Zhihuai felt that his previous self was a fool. Why struggle when living a leisurely life as a slacker? Every day, he enjoyed the spiritual fruits and vegetables, witnessed his cute little sister's full of enthusiasm, and also live-streamed the daily life of farming in the countryside. Watching various top-tier figures from different realms paying big money for his family's produce, Xia Zhihuai's life became more and more comfortable.

On the other hand, seeing her brother becoming more plump, Wanwan fell into contemplation. "Why are other people's brothers so outstanding while my brother is a lazy bone?" So every day, Wanwan asked, "Fellow immortals, how can I motivate my brother to strive for progress? Waiting online, quite urgent."

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Xia Yingxiu immediately carried Wanwan to the edge of the water basin to rinse her eyes. Xia Zhihuai raised his hand and leaned closer, catching a whiff of a stimulating scent. 


He stood up and looked at the chopped scallions on the cutting board, filled with guilt. “Wanwan, it’s my fault. Please forgive me.” 


After Xia Yingxiu finished rinsing Wanwan’s eyes, she saw her red and pitiful eyes, but she no longer shed tears. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.


After placing Wanwan back down, she walked to Xia Zhihuai’s side and raised her hand to slap him on the back. 


Xia Zhihuai immediately raised his hands, begging for mercy repeatedly. “I’m sorry.” 


Wanwan sniffled and shook her head. “Not blaming brother.” 


However, she would never dare to cry in front of her brother again. His memory of hurting her was too deep. 


“Alright, let’s go out and play for now. We’ll discuss other matters after we eat.” 


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