[Mysticism] [Fortune-Telling] [Ghost-Hunting] [Feel-Good Power Fantasy] [Lighthearted] [Sweet Romance] [CEO] [Wealthy Family] [No Angst]
Luo Qingling was born with the fate of a "cursed pauper": if she carries more than a thousand yuan in cash, she'll be struck by lightning!
When she came down from the mountain to reunite with her family, she assumed they were so poor they could barely afford to eat, and resolved to work hard to support them.
But then...
Was her dad's "Wuling Hongguang" powered by a Maybach engine?
Was her mom's "street-market bargain" actually a distressed vintage Hermes couture piece?
Was even the muddy mutt at the village entrance a championship show dog worth millions?
Luo Qingling wiped away a tear, moved. "Dad, Mom, even though we're poor, as long as we're together, I'll gladly eat chaff and vegetables!"
Her billionaire father was heartbroken. "Sweetheart, that's not chaff. It's golden oats grown with Nobel Prize-winning technology..."
Her award-winning actress mother hurriedly tried to cover it up. "Quick! Second, take your paintings out of the Louvre exhibition. Third, don't go accept your Grammy. Don't let your little sister find out we're rich!"
To help her apprentice break her pauper's curse, her master arranged nine betrothals for her all at once.
The domineering CEO from a wealthy family whom she'd slapped showed up at her door with a token. "You saved my life, so I'll repay you by marrying you. You have to accept this tens-of-billions dowry!"
Luo Qingling looked at the storm clouds gathering overhead and trembled. "No! Are you trying to kill me by throwing money at me?"
The top-tier star whose fate she'd defied turned into a clingy little puppy in an instant. "Today, you're my leading lady."
There was also a master physician, a hacker grandmaster, an archaeology professor, an underground king...
All nine childhood betrothals were to top-tier men, but she only wanted to break her pauper's curse and make a fortune.