Young Master Fu's Overbearing Love

One day, she rises from the ashes like a phoenix, reborn through fire. Once a nobody, she now commands everyone’s attention. In public, she is the founder of a charitable foundation, a kind and innocent goddess. In private, she is brilliant and perceptive, the founder of the Divine Punishment organization, ruthless and deadly, a mysterious woman who kills without leaving a trace. She always thought she was an orphan, but who can explain why this group of lunatics is kneeling before her and calling her their young mistress... Scene One: “One, two, three, four...” In a bright yellow hall, a woman, blackened from head to toe, stared gleefully as she counted the hundred-yuan bills in her hands, drooling like a total miser. A tiny person flew above her head, no bigger than a palm, with a pair of white wings. He looked helplessly at the blackened miser. “Master, how long are you going to keep counting? There’s a full hundred million here.” The woman looked up. “I’ve never seen this much money in my life. Let me enjoy it for a while.” Scene Two: The woman lifted her eyes. Her long, bright phoenix eyes were filled with murderous intent, though a smile curled at her lips. “Killing isn’t what I want, but since you’ve learned my secret, I have no choice but to silence you.” Facing twenty powerful enemies, she regarded them as if they were ants. As they attacked together, she summoned water. Under their astonished gazes, countless water swords shot forth. The instant she landed, every last one of them fell. This wasn’t a battle, but a one-sided massacre! Scene Three: A certain man glared resentfully at a certain woman’s belly. “Your most important task right now is to hurry up and get that nuisance out.” The woman’s mouth twitched. “So that’s your real motive, huh? Poor baby, not even born yet and already hated by your father.” The man gave her a half-smile. “Do you think I’m old?” The woman trembled, then put on a sycophantic smile. “You’re not old at all. You’re still so young!” Scene Four: “The commanders of the Wuji Sect, acting on our master’s orders, pay their respects to the young mistress.” The woman looked at the group kneeling before her and calling her their young mistress, then quietly reminded them, “I never met my mother, and my father is unknown. Are you sure you haven’t mistaken me for someone else?” “We are acting on our master’s orders to bring the young mistress back to the Wuji Sect.” “Um, is your Wuji Sect very rich?” Everyone: “...” Scene Five: A certain adorable child came home from school, took a huge pile of gifts and love letters out of his backpack, and said nothing. His tightly scrunched little face made it clear he was unhappy. The woman’s heart leapt with joy. She grabbed a piece of chocolate and savored it, exclaiming in wonder, “Elite schools are the best. Even the tokens of affection they give are imported. You’ve worked hard, sweetheart.” The little one pouted. “Mommy, don’t you think it’s shameful to make your own son sell his good looks to earn you snacks?” The woman looked at him solemnly. “No, I don’t.” Her tone was utterly righteous. The little one was speechless. The most tragic thing in the world was having a miser for a mother! This novel features a strong hero and heroine. The hero is extremely violent and fiercely protective, while the heroine is strong one moment and pretends to be weak the next, playing the fool to catch the tiger. This is a one-on-one romance, all sweetness and no angst. The hero’s motto is: Whatever the heroine does is right. Even when she’s wrong, she’s still right!