Lin Zhao, who had lived in the Taoist temple for eighteen years, was taken back to the Lin family, a top wealthy family.
Her biological parents thought she was vulgar and warned her: "Everything in the house belongs to my sister, so don't have any illusions."
My brother is cold and distant: "I only have one sister, Weiwei."
The fiancé even broke off the engagement in public just to win a fake daughter.
Everyone is waiting to see this real daughter's joke.
The fake daughter Lin Weiwei snuggled into her mother's arms and said weakly: "Sister, I know you don't like me, but you can't scare me by saying there are 'dirty' things in my room."
Lin Zhao raised his eyes, holding a yellow talisman between his fingertips, and casually threw it on Lin Weiwei's most cherished antique jewelry box.
"Zi la——!"
Black smoke came out along with shrill screams, and the truth about the "good luck" that had been entrenched in the Lin family for eighteen years was finally revealed.
Everyone was horrified to discover that the Lin family's extraordinary wealth was actually obtained by a vicious array that robbed the real daughter of her luck!
When the formation was broken, the Lin family was plagued by bad luck and on the verge of bankruptcy.
But Lin Zhao, who was freed from the shackles, soared into the sky.
Business giants hold contracts worth hundreds of billions and ask her for Feng Shui advice.
The three-time best actor knocked on the door late at night just to ask for a peace charm.
Interpol hired her as a special adviser to solve cold cases.
The family members who once abandoned her like a pair of worn-out shoes are now heartbroken and kneel in the rain begging her to come home.
At the door, the powerful man known as the "walking money printing machine" opened his umbrella, took her into his arms, and glanced at the Lin family with cold eyes.
"My lady, I don't need to worry about you anymore."
