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The Big Shots Dote On Madam

After disappearing for three years, Lan Jin returned accompanied by her five sons, all fervently dedicated to spoiling their mother! Eldest son: A domineering CEO with tens of billions in assets. Second son: A logical genius, a legend in the surgical medical field. Third son: A superstar, the recognized best actor in the film industry. Fourth son: Hacking and racing expert. Fifth son: The school heartthrob and academic ace who enjoys skateboarding and esports. Lan Jin was previously labeled as a worthless good-for-nothing and was treated with disdain, but her five sons supported her no matter what! However, soon… "Damn! Lan Jin won first place in a national competition and even defeated the Billiard Queen." "Damn! Lan Jin is also an expert in calligraphy, has superb driving skills, and has composed an astonishing piano piece!" Everyone was collectively dumbfounded when they found out her true identity! However, they had no idea these disguises were just the tip of the iceberg since she would have a new disguise daily. * She was born with a short lifespan and needed to spend money non-stop to ward off disasters, or else she wouldn't live long. A certain lord threw out a limited-edition black card with extravagant generosity and declared to the public, "Whoever dares to stop my wife from spending money, I'll break his fucking arms and legs!" He was the reincarnation of a Pixiu, naturally adept at amassing wealth. Therefore, he had plenty of money. He was known as the Stingy Master. However, he was exceptionally generous to her and spoiled her.

Mini Magic · 现代言情
分數不夠
494 Chs

Chapter 111: Mu Zhijin Appears, Solving the Chess Game (1)_1

After the two of them left, an old lady came by. From her clothes, she didn't seem wealthy. After asking about the price, the young vendor dropped it to just 50 yuan.

The old lady hesitated for a long while but ultimately took out 50 yuan to make the purchase. She expressed her thanks with a kindly smile and then, treating the sachet like a treasure, she left.

No one else seemed willing to buy after that, with most merely asking a question or sneering with derision. The young vendor had raised the price back to 5,000 yuan, earning quite a bit of scorn and curses, some saying she had lost her mind wanting so much money.

Just as the vendor was about to pack up, a familiar figure rushed over, eagerly picking up a sachet, examining it this way and that, and then with a tiny tiger tooth showing, asked, "Is this really a Sorrow-Relieving Sachet?"

The young vendor nodded. "Guaranteed genuine."