Reborn As Lucky Star

The plane is about to land.

Jiao Lei looked at Li Fuhong's expression, her hand clenched and then released.

With her background, she spent so much time and effort trying to secure this man in front of her.

This was her best solution.

That's why Jiao Lei would go to great lengths to have Li Fuhong's child, thinking that from then on she could openly become the Li Mistress.

But this path wasn't as easy as she imagined.

Later, Jiao Lei realized that Li Fuhong's wealth was insignificant compared to his parents'.

Those two elders were clearly the most deeply concealed ones.

Greedy as a snake swallowing an elephant, Jiao Lei originally just wanted her son to be Li Fuhong's heir.

But then she wanted to go even further—if they could inherit the old couple's estate—

That would truly be a step to the heavens.

Unfortunately, the two were shrewd in their old age, clearly more wary than Li Fuhong. Jiao Lei had tried many methods.

No matter how she submitted herself or used her son to secretly win favor, Ding Xiulan and Li Jiaguo remained unmoved.

The most upsetting to Jiao Lei was that her son was not the only heir of the Li Family.

Li Ruyun and Li Ruyu were sent abroad, temporarily showing no threat.

But the abandoned since childhood Yue Qingqing became the favored one by the two elders.

Every time she thought about the vast fortune of the Li Family being placed under that girl's name, Jiao Lei felt as if her money was being stolen.

Fortunately, Yue Qingqing refused to return to the Li Family, allowing her to breathe a sigh of relief.

But now Li Fuhong was coming specifically to find her, making Jiao Lei's heart clench again.

"Fuhong." She tentatively asked, "What are your plans next? Are you preparing to accept her back into the Li Family?"

Li Fuhong smirked, "Didn't she herself refuse to come back?"

"Maybe she thought before that you all abandoned her together. If you cleared up this matter, who knows she might change her view of the Li Family?"

Li Fuhong frowned and thought for a moment, "I don't know. Legally, as long as it's proven she's my child, she seems to have inheritance rights."

What Jiao Lei feared most was this; however, Li Fuhong switched the subject.

"But I don't really like her, making such a fuss on TV for everyone to know, can't she be more low-key? Her look reminds me of Zhuang Rouhui."

Only then did Jiao Lei breathe a sigh of relief, following Li Fuhong comfortably.

Yue Qingqing and Li Fuhong had never met before; she was truly worried the two might have any entanglements.

After all, kinship weighs differently in each person's heart.

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At Minghua University, Yue Qingqing hung up yet another call.

Mi Shu joked robustly, "Another director wants you to star in a film?"

"This time it's odd. It's not about me, but asking about my grandmother."

Yue Qingqing was puzzled, as Senior Gong mentioned she had become so famous and, because of her outstanding appearance, caught the attention of many directors and producers.

Some wanted her for variety shows, others for movies and TV dramas. Gong Qiming had helped her turn down many.

Still, there were endlessly more calls coming in.

Yue Qingqing was even considering changing her phone number.

This call was even more absurd, asking her for information about her grandmother, leaving Yue Qingqing bewildered.

"What's so strange? Grandma Lin is so impressive; haven't you seen many people online admiring her? I'm one of them."

Pan Muling, forever the fickle fan, got excited once again.

Yue Qingqing was amused, naturally aware of how popular her grandmother was.

She completely broke the image of the elderly held by the new generation.

It's said that the clip of her snapping back at reporters outside the TV station was repeatedly played, showcasing the extensive vocabulary of a grandmother fond of internet surfing.

Moreover, others thought her grandmother raised so many accomplished individuals, all wanting a chance to learn from her.

But these days, her grandmother was already dragging mom around Beijing's various scenic spots.

They went to enjoy themselves while leaving Yue Qingqing at school.

No matter what, Yue Qingqing couldn't disclose her grandmother's contact information to others.

Who knows what intentions those people might have.

Just then, Yue Qingqing's phone vibrated again.

It was a call from Zhuang Lan.

Upon answering, she heard Zhuang Lan's slightly hesitant voice.

"Li Fuhong, my former uncle-in-law, is here at the school. He wants to see you, so I'm seeking your opinion."