Seven Treasures from Heaven: The Maxed-Out Mom Is a Master Flirt

[Five kids, secret identities, a power couple, doted on by everyone, and putting scumbags in their place]

“Let’s get a divorce.”

That night, the man’s eyes were cold as he tossed Su Huai a check for fifty million. He’d assumed the woman who loved him to the depths of her soul would cling to him desperately. Instead, she took the check, promptly packed her things, and left.

Su Huai pursed her lips. She’d have to be crazy to turn down money. She was ready to eat, drink, and enjoy life as a rich woman, only to discover she was pregnant.

Well, would you look at that. She was hopeless at everything else, but a champion when it came to making babies. And she’d made five in one go.

Firstborn: Take Dad’s fortune and buy Mom handbags, lipstick, and diamond rings.

Second: Ruin Dad’s love life so he’ll die alone.

Third: Find Mom a boyfriend, then make Dad watch as his son calls another man “Dad”!

The fourth and fifth clapped in agreement.

A fortune-teller said Young Master Bo was destined to have many children, and that his sons would leave him with nothing. Young Master Bo refused to believe it.

Later, a pair of twins who looked just like him showed up at his door. Young Master Bo scoffed at the fortune-teller’s prediction, then adored his little girl so much he would have plucked the stars from the sky for her.

So he took the two little ones to find a certain heartless woman and murmured coaxingly, “Just remarry me, and I’ll give you my life.”

But then three more children who looked just like him ran out of a corner and started punching and kicking him.

Bo Chenhan consoled himself: It’s fine. At least I have a daughter.

But later, his daughter turned out to be a son, and his company ended up under a certain woman’s name.

Young Master Bo, left with nothing, was kicked out of his own home.

Bo Chenhan refused to believe it, staring at the genius son at the door as he gritted his teeth. “With genes this good, shouldn’t we have another baby? Boys, tell me how many little sisters you want.”