Loving The Cursed Werewolf King - Chapter 570: What If Ronan Had A Daughter....

Zhouzhou was born with a lack of fortune, and after eating the Taoist temple into bankruptcy, she was finally driven down the mountain to beg for food. But inadvertently, she found a long-term source of sustenance.After adopting little Zhou Zhou, Madam Qin immediately sent a message to her youngest son, “Look, you have a daughter!”Qin Lie, who was supposed to be delighted at becoming a father, remained expressionless and said, “Send her away.”The young tyrants of the Qin family, who were supposed to be happy about having a little sister, looked disdainful and said, “We don't want her. She only knows how to cry, not fun at all.”Even the Qin family's arch-enemies were eagerly waiting to see Zhouzhou bankrupt the Qin family.However, Qin Lie signed contracts every day until his hands were sore, and the Qin family thrived, securing their position as the wealthiest family. Even the crippled seventh brother of the Qin family became able to run and jump.At a banquet, the young tyrants of the Qin family surrounded Zhouzhou, trying to please her.“Sister, we'll give you all the delicious food!”“Sister, what kind of story do you want to hear today? Brother will tell you!”Qin Lie walked straight over, picked up the little girl, and glanced coldly at his nephews, declaring ownership, “She's my daughter!”

Pre-Reading Note:Please be advised that some chapters in this book may contain a higher word count. However, this does not compromise the reading experience; the story remains captivating and enjoyable throughout. Dive in and enjoy the journey!Qingmei, “My husband is proficient in medicine and is a compassionate healer. He is the most famous physician in Yuzhou City!”An Jing, “My wife is gentle and virtuous, a great cook, and a beautiful woman…”Beneath the moonlight,two swords clashed with each other as two figures exchanged blows.Qingmei asked, “Husband, aren’t you a doctor?”An Jing questioned, “Madam, aren’t you a graceful lady from a noble family?”

Broken-hearted and drunk, Yoshida, a 26-years old salaryman, stumbled upon a runaway-from-home high-schooler on his way back from the bar.

“Hey, you. JK.”*

“What the heck are you doing out here. Go home already.”

“Uncle, let me stay at your place for the night.”

“You can do ‘that’ to me if you let me stay.”

“If you meant that as a joke, it’s not funny.”

“I’m not joking. It’s fine by me.”

“Then allow me to tell you that I have no interest in brats.”

“Hmm?”

“Then, just let me stay.”

Notes:

[*] JK is slang for Joushikousei (high school girl)