An unexpected guest showed up at the Su family villa: a three-year-old toddler with a baby bottle in her mouth and two little pigtails.
In a babyish voice, she told the president of Su Group, “Daddy, you’re going to have a bloody disaster today.”
Su Jingshen assumed she was some naughty kid who had wandered in and was about to call security.
Then, half an hour later, a crystal chandelier crashed down where he had been standing.
From then on, life in the wealthy Su family took a startling turn.
The aloof CEO learned to make formula, the haughty eldest brother became her human pony, and the vain second brother vowed to earn money to support his little sister. Even the stern old patriarch became his granddaughter’s number-one fan.
The whole family thought they had taken in a poor little girl to spoil.
That is, until one day, a crowd of mystic masters bowed before her in reverence, as if making a pilgrimage.
“Greetings, Little Grandmaster.”
