Reborn as a Fake Heiress Marrying the Tycoon

It was Chinese New Year’s Eve, and the Su household was alive with warmth and tradition.

Crimson spring couplets had been affixed to the doorposts with meticulous care, the "prosperity" words hung upside down as per custom, signifying that happiness had arrived. Delicate paper cuttings adorned the windows, and the scent of chicken, duck, and fish wafted from the kitchen—offerings to their ancestors.

"And of course," Gu Zi added with a playful smile, retrieving three thick red envelopes from her handbag, "Mommy and Daddy have your red envelopes ready."

She handed them out one by one to the children, who each received their envelope with solemnity and delight, their little voices chirping "Thank you, Mommy. Thank you, Daddy," in turn.

As the eldest, Su Bing took it upon himself to speak for the group. Standing upright like a young gentleman trained for a family banquet, he declared, "We wish Daddy and Mommy eternal youth and everlasting love. We also wish good health and safety for the baby in Mommy’s belly—and may our little family grow happier and stronger with each passing year!"

Gu Zi laughed, her face radiant. "We wish our precious darlings health and happiness, may you all grow tall and strong, and shine brightly in whichever field you choose. But most importantly—be joyful. Happy New Year, my darlings!"

Outside, a flurry of activity was already beginning—Su Shen had arranged the firecrackers by the door and lit the fuse before dashing back inside. The firecrackers snapped and popped with festive violence, sparks dancing across the concrete like tiny golden dragons.

Covering her ears dramatically, little Su Le shouted, "The firecrackers are going off—time for our reunion dinner!"