From the start, she is reborn into a wealthy family, but what can she do when her rich parents don't love her? She can only start her own business.
"What? They're not my real parents, and my real parents are from the slums? No problem, I'll help them get rich."
What? My real parents aren't poor after all? I want to slack off now, but I can't anymore.
A few things to keep in mind:
The story is based on something I wrote in fifth grade, so some parts might not make much sense. Please ignore the little details.
Also, this is a genuine girls' love story. Just read it for fun and have a laugh, and please don't take it seriously. Once you do, you'll notice plenty of things that don't make sense, like seven gourd children and so on. Finally, I hope you enjoy reading!
Theme: Be happy every day
