Real and fake heiresses + wealthy CEO family + Hong Kong
Shen Qiu transmigrated fifty years into the future.
The little bean of a boy who had been her younger brother had become a wealthy CEO, and a blind one at that.
He treated his wife coldly, while his secretary was dripping with fake sweetness.
Shen Qiu rubbed her fists together. Her brother had gone astray, so a good beating would sort him out.
Her nephew was blind, falling for the fake heiress and getting played like a fiddle. No problem, a good beating would sort him out.
Her niece was a spoiled bully who ran wild at school and picked on Shen Qiu. No problem, a good beating would sort her out.
Shen Qiu had studied martial arts from childhood and even worked as a bodyguard for a top tycoon. As far as she was concerned, fists were all that mattered.
But why did that young man from the Fu family in Hong Kong keep following her around? By seniority, I was your father’s bodyguard, so you should at least call me Auntie!
Fu Linsheng: You know so much about the Fu family. You were born to be my Fu family’s future daughter-in-law.
