Hong Kong in the 1980s + Little lucky star + Wealthy family + Showbiz + Guardian spirit + Childhood sweethearts + Parents’ love story
“Just touching her brings you good luck. A pat on the head from her can change your fate. All of Hong Kong is waiting for the little lucky star to bless them!”
Three-year-old Yuwan has magical grape-like eyes that can see what ordinary people can’t:
Gold means benefactors, black means calamity, red means patriotism, and pinkish purple... means blood relatives she’s never seen before.
The tiny girl who sells fish balls and noodles at the Yau Ma Tei market defies everyone’s objections and saves a wealthy society lady who has fainted.
From then on, she sets off a sensation across Hong Kong with miracles that turn stone into gold.
· A kidnapped child follows her humming a nursery rhyme out of a dark alley.
· Triad godfather Xu Jiarui holds her while gambling on jade and strikes imperial green.
· An has-been star wins an international Best Actress award after Yuwan kisses her cheek.
· A destitute boy she finds by the sea becomes a shipping magnate ten years later.
· The little fishing village she points at becomes Asia’s new financial landmark.
When the DNA test results land on the antique table in the Li family home, Hong Kong’s wealthy elite are thrown into an uproar:
“Is Yuwan’s mommy the long-missing Miss Hong Kong, Li Jiaya?”
“This little lucky star is Old Master Li’s granddaughter, lost among the common folk!”
A wall of bodyguards surrounds the Li family mansion as bigwigs from every corner rush in, clutching paternity tests:
The jewelry tycoon presents a jade pendant passed down through his family. “Sweetheart, this is your real home!”
The shipping magnate’s family produces a doodle. “She was promised to our Zheng family as a child!”
Triad godfather Xu Jiarui kicks over a rosewood tea table and shields Yuwan behind him:
“Who dares try to take my daughter? Or my wife? I’ll have them carried out of Victoria Harbour!”
But little Yuwan, dazzled by the golden glow, wrinkles her nose and points at the wealthy people filling the room:
“But... there’s black mixed into the gold on all of you?”
