She gave me 10 million dollars to divorce but then her whole family moved in with me

Added: 2026-06-02

[00:00:00]Late at night in the auxiliary kitchen on the first floor of the Goo family villa, I was holding my chopsticks, preparing a little late night snack for myself. Suddenly, the door was pushed open. Guing tong wearing fuzzy pajamas poked half her body in and sniffed the air. Brother-in-law, you're sneaking food in the middle of the night without me again. Didn't you complain just two days ago that this stuff stinks and was making you dizzy? I turned the heat down and grabbed another small bowl from the cupboard. I didn't know any better back then. Guing Tong approached without ceremony, her eyes shining as she stared at the snail rice noodles in the pot.

[00:00:38]This stuff is seriously addictive. The more you eat it, the better it smells.

[00:00:43]I'm completely hooked. Quick, quick, pick out some fried bean curd skins for me. The two of us each held a bowl, slurping away with great gusto at the kitchen island. Guing Tong bit her chopsticks. her beautiful large eyes darting around as she tested the waters with a seemingly casual question.

[00:01:01]Brother-in-law, my sister's company has been incredibly busy lately. She hasn't really been home for several days. Don't you feel lonely, empty, and cold, staying in an empty room all by yourself? I swallowed a piece of sour bamboo shoot, my brow furrowing slightly. Not at all. It would be best if she stays busy forever. Ideally, she should just live at the office and never come back. Guing Tong was stunned for a moment, then lowered her voice and leaned in closer. "For real, brother-in-law? You're way too relaxed.

[00:01:34]Aren't you afraid someone will snatch my sister away? I've got some inside info for you." Shouting, "You know my sister's childhood sweetheart?" He returned to the country a couple of days ago. Hearing the words childhood sweetheart, my slurping paused for a second. But in my heart, there wasn't a hint of bitterness or a sense of crisis.

[00:01:54]Instead, I felt a faint sense of excitement. Don't get me wrong, I don't have that kind of fetish. My name is Jang Chun, and I am 27 years old. For years ago, I was just a pure and foolish college grad who had recently finished school. With no background and no resources, the resumeumés I sent out vanished like stones dropped into the ocean. If I hadn't found a job and a place to stay soon, I really would have had nowhere to go. At the lowest point of my life, the eldest miss of the Goo family, my current wife, Guingshu, found me with a 5-year marriage contract. The terms were simple. Play the role of a married couple with her for 5 years.

[00:02:34]During this period, room and board were fully covered, and I received a generous monthly allowance and spending money. As long as I didn't stir up trouble, didn't cross any lines, and kept the elders of the Goo family happy, she would pay me an additional 10 million yuan breakup fee. Once the 5-year term was up, let's put it this way. I might not be able to save up 10 million in 50 years, let alone five. I signed the contract without a second thought. In this house, no one except for me and Gu Mingshu knew that our marriage was a sham. I have a strong sense of professional ethics.

[00:03:10]Since I took the money, I played the role of the husband to the best of my ability. However, I have always been very clear about my position. I am most likely just a standin because once while tidying up guming shoes study, I saw a graduation photo. The boy in the photo had eyes and eyebrows that bore a striking resemblance to mine. A wealthy Ays finds a poor boy who looks like her white moonlight to fill the void while he is abroad. That's how all those web novels on tomato are written. They wouldn't lie to me. So now that the legendary protagonist, the childhood friend, and White Moonlight is finally back, does that mean my scenes can wrap up early? Only four years of the 5-year contract have been fulfilled. If Guming Shu is in a hurry to make room for Shiao Tingshin and insists on terminating the contract early, could that 10 million yuan final payment be settled early, too? If that's true, wouldn't I be able to take that massive sum of money and immediately go enjoy my free and easy retirement? Brother-in-law, what are you smiling about? Your expression is so loot. Guing Tong waved her hand in front of my eyes. Watch your language. Who taught you that? She pointed at me. I felt a little guilty. Don't you dare mention this to your sister. I was afraid she would dock my pay. I returned to my room, feeling content. I stepped out onto the balcony, scrolling through my phone to help my digestion while enjoying the evening breeze. Suddenly, a friend request popped up on WeChat. I clicked on it and saw an unfamiliar WeChat ID. The note clearly stated, "I am Ming Shu<unk>s childhood friend, Shiaoing Shan." I stared at the screen, my finger hovering over the accept button, and hesitated. After all, according to the way novels are written, once I hit accept, I'd likely be harassed by this so-called burner account every single day. Manipulative green tea lines like, "Mingshu and I were so in love back then," or, "You're just a substitute," would definitely be part of the package. However, this wasn't my call to make. I was just a worker doing a job for the money.

[00:05:15]Whether or not to add more drama depended on my wife, or rather my employer giving the word. After all, it depended on whether she needed me to play along in this scene of jealous rivalry. I'd better wait until Gum Mingshu got back. I casually stuffed my phone back into my pocket and ignored the friend request. Not long after, the bedroom door was pushed open. Gu Mingshu walked in, carrying the chill of the night air. As she set her bag down, I keenly caught a scent. She was clearly trailing the smell of men's cologne. It seemed she had just returned from catching up with that childhood friend.

[00:05:51]Guingu looked up and saw me standing on the balcony, appearing slightly stunned for a moment. Not asleep yet. I nodded, my tone natural. Yeah, I just ate my fill, so I'm walking it off. Gooing shoes movements paused as she took off her shoes. She looked at me, a flash of awkwardness in her eyes. Suddenly, she asked, "Were you waiting for me?" I tilted my head, feeling a bit puzzled.

[00:06:16]When did this eternal iceberg start speaking so bluntly? Still, as a contract husband with high professional standards, providing emotional value was one of my basic skills. Fine, if you say so, then it is. I immediately put on a gentle smile and replied cooperatively, "You're right. I can't sleep when you're not here." In truth, that was a lie. A blatant lie. Because even though we both sleep in the same master bedroom, the room is ridiculously large. Goo Mingu sleeps in that 2 m wide luxury bed and I sleep on a custom leather sofa that's basically no different from a bed. It was written in the contract in black and white. No mutual interference. At least that was the deal at the start. As for later, later later, whenever this iceberg ais felt stressed from work or couldn't sleep during a thunderstorm and wanted me to get into bed and act as a human body pillow, she would sensibly send me a large bank transfer as pocket money. After all, providing company in bed was a service outside the scope of our contract that costs extra. Gooing shoe came out from her shower, dressed in silk pajamas. She walked toward the vanity while drying her hair. I approached her with my phone in hand.

[00:07:31]President Goo, I need to ask for instructions on something, I said, waving my screen. She paused and looked at me through the mirror. What is it? I showed her the friend request in her face. That childhood friend of yours added me on WeChat. Should I accept?

[00:07:46]Gooing Shu was clearly taken aback. She turned around and stared into my eyes for a long moment. Don't you have anything you want to ask me? I sighed inwardly. The truth was, I really didn't want to hear it. Who wants to listen to their boss talk about the backstory of her white moonlight after work hours?

[00:08:03]But I had no choice. After all, the employer had spoken, and since I was taking her money, I had to solve her problems. This scene of jealousy had to be played convincingly. I immediately put on a face that said, "I'm jealous, but I'm willing to listen." So, what exactly happened between you two back then? Sure enough, I was forced to sit on the small sofa and listen to 30 minutes of childhood sweetheart stories.

[00:08:29]From the friendship between their grandfathers to how the two of them grew up together and then to Shiao Tingshin going abroad. On the surface, I listened intently, occasionally frowning or nodding to play along. In my head, however, I was calculating whether this half hour of emotional labor could be included in this month's performance bonus. Half an hour later, the story finally ended. Guingu suddenly went quiet. She looked at me with a complicated expression and then slowly leaned closer. She reached out and gently touched my face. Her fingertips were slightly cool, but her gaze held a haziness rarely seen in her. With the distance closed, the faint scent of alcohol became more pronounced. "Are you drunk?" I asked. Gooing Shu didn't pull her hand back. Her thumb lightly stroked my cheek. I had a little. She stared straight at me, her voice softening a bit. Yet, it still carried her usual habit of issuing commands. Stay with me tonight. I nodded. Got it. Over time, triple pay. Knowing exactly what to do, I leaned down and swept her up in my arms. Amidst Guingu's slight gasp of surprise, I placed her steadily onto the luxurious, oversized bed. Early the next morning, I got out of bed feeling completely refreshed. Last night's overtime pay had been deposited into my account right on time. When it came to money, President Guon never hesitated.

[00:09:56]When I went downstairs, the family was getting ready for breakfast. Last night, my sister-in-law, Guing Tong, had already tested me. Today, it was my father-in-law and mother-in-law's turn.

[00:10:07]To be honest, my parents-in-law were actually quite good to me. They were nothing like the arrogant, high society parents depicted in novels who were hell-bent on breaking up couples. My father-in-law, Guing Yuan, was sitting on the sofa reading the morning paper.

[00:10:23]Seeing me come down, he put down the paper and mentioned something with fain casualness. Shiao Chan, that boy Tingshin has returned to the country.

[00:10:31]Mingshu told you, didn't she? I nodded and sat down beside him. My expression is calm as ever. She did, Dad. Mingshu even chatted with me last night about their childhood. I was thinking since they are childhood friends, we should invite him over for a casual meal when we're free. It's only right to show some hospitality. This response was generous, appropriate, and flawless. My father-in-law glanced at me, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes. He nodded with a smile and didn't probe further. Just then, my mother-in-law, Shin Lingy, walked in from the glass sun room in the backyard. She was holding two bunches of freshly picked lettuce.

[00:11:10]Shiao Chan, come look. This batch of vegetables we planted a while ago has grown so well. I quickly stepped forward to take them from her. Mom, these look so fresh. I'll make you some blanched lettuce for lunch, paired with that mushroom meat sauce we made last month.

[00:11:26]My mother-in-law beamed with joy. In truth, she used to suffer from severe chronic stomach issues and was always in poor health. Eating those refined but tasteless nutritional meals all day had left her listless. Since I arrived, I had helped her start a small vegetable garden in the backyard. By spending time making homemade sauces, planting vegetables, and staying grounded, her mood had improved and surprisingly her health indicators had followed suit.

[00:11:53]Even her private doctor said that this simple domestic lifestyle was excellent for her recovery. Because of this, my mother-in-law truly liked me from the bottom of her heart. During breakfast, my mother-in-law placed a fried egg into my bowl. Shiao Chan Mingu has a cold personality and a busy schedule. Now that Ting is back, there will likely be social obligations she can't avoid.

[00:12:17]Don't overthink things. I offered a gentle, warm smile. Mom, don't worry. I understand Mingshu and I trust her. Work engagements are perfectly normal. A textbook answer, a formulaic live-in son-in-law. After 4 years, I've become a seasoned veteran at this. Dealing with my parents-in-law has become second nature. I had it all under control. My mother-in-law looked at me with a trace of unreadable complexity in her eyes.

[00:12:44]She is an extremely clever woman. She probably sensed something was off a long time ago, but she said nothing. I lowered my head to sip my kanji, pretending not to understand the deeper meaning in her gaze. If she didn't say it, I wouldn't do anything unnecessary.

[00:13:00]After all, I'm just at work. I do exactly what I'm paid for. The contract expires in a year. I'm just waiting to retire. As for those scenarios and novels where the protagonist falls too deep and uses the contract to ask the employer if they love him, trying to have his cake and eat it too. I could never do that. Not with my professional ethics. After breakfast, Gumingshu finally came downstairs at a leisurely pace. She was dressed in loungewear, her expression aloof, still maintaining her flower on a high peak demeanor. Seeing the big boss arrive, I immediately entered work mode. I pulled out her chair and naturally placed a peeled hard-boiled egg onto the small plate in front of her. Did you sleep well last night? Does your stomach still feel uncomfortable today? My voice was tender and my gaze was lingering. A total 360° display of deep affection and professionalism. Even an actor prepares couldn't have done it better. Gu Ming Shu glanced at me, the tips of her ears turning red almost imperceptibly as she gave a soft lo. In the eyes of my parents-in-law, this was the picture perfect daily life of a loving young couple. In the midst of this harmonious family morning, the villa's doorbell suddenly rang. Jeang Ma ran to open the door, and immediately after, a figure sauntered in with a swagger. The visitor was dressed in a bespoke suit, his hair groomed meticulously with his chin slightly tilted up. Every movement exuded an air of I am the lord of all I survey. It was none other than that childhood friend who had just returned from abroad, Shiao Tingshin. He hadn't even called ahead. He just showed up. It seemed he was here to make a show of force. Uncle Guu, Annie Shan, long time no see. Shiao Tingshin greeted them familiarly, but when his gaze swept over me, a flash of unconcealed contempt and disdain flickered in his eyes, indifferent, I picked up my water glass and took a sip. Look all you want.

[00:15:01]It's<unk> not like a glance is going to get my salary docked. Shao Tingshin clearly wanted to show off the gilding he'd acquired during his years abroad in front of the Goo family and while he was at it to completely crush a poor substitute like me from every angle. As soon as he sat down, he began to discourse grandiosely to my father-in-law. Uncle Goo, I've been looking at a few tech stocks on NASDAQ recently regarding overseas mergers and acquisitions. I think the Goo Group's strategy for next year should lean toward the European market. He became more animated as he spoke, his talk filled with market indices and capital operations. The way he carried himself didn't look like he was consulting an elder. It was more like he was chairing a meeting for his subordinates. Sitting beside them, my scalp felt numb from listening, and my expression grew increasingly strained. Shiao Tingshin caught my expression out of the corner of his eye, and the corners of his mouth curled up triumphantly. He surely thought I couldn't understand these highbrow business terms, that I was feeling inferior, and knew I was out of my depth. He talked even more enthusiastically and even pointedly asked if I understood. I was truly speechless, buddy. Your emotional intelligence is bottom tier. You've really played yourself out. Why aren't you wearing a black mask? You didn't even give a heads up before coming over to say hello. Fine. I'll grant that our families have some history. I won't hold that against you, but you could have at least done some background research. My father-in-law delegated all the group's business to Gum Ming Shu as early as 2 years ago. His biggest hobbies everyday now consist of going fishing at the reservoir with a few other old men, rolling walnuts in his palms, and studying ehing clay teapotss. If you had brought these business cases to humbly ask for his advice, that would be one thing. But to come here and give him a patronizing dad style lecture, you're truly in a league of your own. Sure enough, my father-in-law just held his teacup and gave a perfuncter smile. Is that so? That's nice. That's nice. But I don't manage things anymore. You should talk to Mingshu about these matters.

[00:17:09]Shiao Tingshin didn't notice his father-in-law's lack of interest. He turned to look at my mother-in-law.

[00:17:14]Auntie Shan, you're still as young and beautiful as ever. I specifically brought back the latest limited edition bag from Paris Fashion Week for you. I'm sure you'll love it. Hearing this, I closed my eyes in pain. It's over. This guy is a total lost cause. Even if you had just brought two boxes of premium birds nest or wild jinseng from Chai Mountain. My mother-in-law hasn't cared about designer bags or fashion gallas for a long time. Okay. Women at this stage, especially an elder who has just recovered from a stomach ailment, care most about health and wellness. Okay.

[00:17:49]You're talking about Paris fashion week to a woman who just finished picking vegetables in her garden.

[00:17:54]Unsurprisingly, my mother-in-law just gave a polite nod. She didn't even open the beautifully wrapped box. Tingshin, it's the thought that counts. But I rarely go out to socialize these days.

[00:18:05]This bag would just sit around and gather dust. Despite being politely rebuffed by both my father-in-law and mother-in-law, Shiaoing still felt great about himself. He was completely oblivious to the awkward atmosphere. I sat to the side watching his overconfident display. I felt even worse for him than he did. With this level of EQ, this ability to read the room, I let out a sigh of despair. It seemed there was no way I could end this marriage contract early, collect the 10 million yuan balance, and go enjoy my retirement. Brother, it's not that I don't want to step aside for you. It's just that your performance is seriously problematic. Honestly, aside from the business concessions your marriage alliance would bring, I really can't think of a single reason why the Goo family would let you in the door.

[00:18:53]Guushing Tong came downstairs, yawning.

[00:18:55]Just as she reached the landing of the stairs, her gaze swept across the sofa and landed on Shiao Tingshin, who was talking a mile a minute. Her footsteps came to a jarring halt, and she turned around without hesitation, intending to head right back where she came from.

[00:19:11]Unfortunately, she was a step too late.

[00:19:14]Shing Tong, you're down. Long time no see. You've grown into quite a young lady. Shiao Tingshin greeted her familiarly, wearing what he believed to be a charming smile. Being called out on the spot, Guushing Tong took a deep breath. As a daughter of a wealthy family, her ingrained upbringing forced her to pull back the foot. She had already stepped out. She forced a smile, walked downstairs, and braced herself to join this disastrous conversation. Shiao Tingshin seemed to feel that he had finished showcasing his business acumen and fashion taste to the elders. Now it was time to display his artistic cultivation to the younger generation.

[00:19:52]He turned his head and began chatting with Guing Tong about the cello. Shing Tong, I heard you're still practicing.

[00:19:59]Actually, the art of the cello is all about perfect pitch and high frequency emotional resonance. Look at the bowing angles of those masters online. You really need to get a feel for that sense of rhythm and pause. Sitting nearby, I almost spat out my tea. I mean, really, you a complete layman using a few buzzwords stitched together from short video marketing accounts are trying to coach a pro who has had one-on-one lessons from worldclass masters since childhood and has won major awards. This is seriously awkward. Okay, Guing Tong was clearly about to snap. On the surface, she maintained an awkward but polite smile while her hands were frantically blind typing on her phone. A second later, the phone in my pocket bust. I pulled it out to check. It was the late night foodie group the two of us had created behind Gumingshu<unk>s back. Guing tong hlp. Where did this psycho learn these words? He's actually trying to teach me how to play. Ark. I don't want to play anymore. Looking at the string of exclamation marks on the screen, I could completely empathize with my sister-in-law's current breakdown. I silently found a pat on the head hang in their sticker in the chat box and sent it over. I didn't dare type another word because I keenly sensed Gumingshu<unk>s gaze fixed on me. That look was as if she were scrutinizing me to see if I was actually jealous. As a qualified contract husband, I absolutely couldn't be making eyes at my sister-in-law at a time like this. I immediately straightened my posture, placed my phone face down on the table, and kept my eyes down in a picture of composure. Finally, perhaps Gum Mingshu herself couldn't bear to watch any longer. She set down her coffee cup, her tone strictly professional. She directly interrupted Shiao Tingshin<unk>s non-stop rambling. Tingshin, that overseas merger and acquisition project you just mentioned sounds like it indeed needs more detail. She glanced at the clock on the wall and ruthlessly showed him the door. How about this? You've just returned to the country and must be tired. Go back and prepare the materials first. Come to my office this afternoon and we'll talk in detail. Shaoing Shin<unk>s long-winded speech was cut short, but he clearly didn't pick up on the dismissiveness behind her polite words. He thought Guingshu was eager to start a business collaboration with him.

[00:22:19]A smug look immediately surfaced on his face. All right, Mingshu. See you at the office this afternoon. Then he stood up, adjusted his suit, and like a victor, marched out of the Gu residence with his head held high. This long disaster was finally over. Guushing Tong let out a long sigh of relief and collapsed onto the sofa as if all her strength had been drained away. I was just about to get up and clear away the tea set when the phone in my pocket started chiming incessantly. I pulled it out to check.

[00:22:49]It was that contact I'd added last night as requested. The guy hadn't even been out the door for a minute before the messages started bombarding me. See that? This is what heritage looks like.

[00:23:00]This is what it means to be a social match. A common worker like you. even in designer clothes. We'll never understand what we're talking about. You'll never fit into our high society circle in this lifetime. If you know what's good for you, get lost now before you embarrass yourself further. I looked at these arrogant green tea messages on the screen and sighed deeply. I closed my eyes and muttered to myself like a mantra. 10 million. 10 million. Don't pick a fight with money. Actually, no. I feel like this counts as a workplace injury. I need a bonus. Under normal circumstances, encountering such a repulsive piece of work, I would definitely apply for workplace injury compensation from Gumingshu. I'd ask for some overtime pay or compensation for mental distress. Boss Goo was always generous in this regard. As long as the excuse was reasonable, she never hesitated to send the money. But today, my employer's attitude seemed a bit strange. Ever since Shiao Tingshin left, she had been cold-faced. The way she looked at me was tinged with an indescribable sense of resentment. That night, as I lay on the large custom-made sofa in the master bedroom, I was utterly perplexed. Was it because my display of jealousy this morning wasn't obvious enough? Did I fail to trigger that childhood friend's competitive streak, making the boss dissatisfied with my service? What does a corporate drone fear most? The worst thing is a boss who doesn't give clear instructions. When a job reaches this stage without even a set of performance metrics, relying entirely on my own guesswork makes it nearly impossible to move forward. No, if I don't understand something, I have to ask. My greatest strength is that I never engage in mental self-drain. Trying to second guessess others is just a waste of energy, and I'm certainly not going to sacrifice my mental health for a job. So when Gu Mingshu finished her shower and sat by the edge of the bed drying her hair, I sat up decisively from the sofa, determined to have a frank seminar with her. President Guu, let's discuss something. I adopted 120% professional attitude and looked at her earnestly.

[00:25:09]Regarding Shiao Tingshin<unk>s return to the country, how do you need me to play my part? Do you need me to act like a rabid dog guarding its food, getting all jealous and crazy over him, or should I start preparing to tactfully bow out early and clear the space for you, too?"

[00:25:25]Hearing this, Gumingshu stopped drying her hair, she put down the towel and stared at me intensely with those beautiful eyes, not answering for a long time. The silence in the air was somewhat eerie. Just as I was wondering if I had said the wrong thing, she suddenly shot a question back. "What about you? What are your thoughts? I scratch my head. As an honest contractor, I decided to speak my mind.

[00:25:48]If it's up to me, I definitely want to just take the money and retire. I sighed and rub my hands together a bit sheepishly, but well, there's still a year left on our contract. If I took the full amount, the money would feel a bit too hot to handle. How about this? You can take back a little bit of the final payment. Just settle it at 9 98 million.

[00:26:09]That's enough for me to retire back in my hometown. The corner of Gooing Shu<unk>s mouth twitched. She looked at me as if she were laughing from pure exasperation. Gritting her teeth, she spat out. You're such a good person. Oh, it's the least I could do. I waved my hand and took the opportunity to vent my frustrations. The thing is, your white moonlight is just a bit too much. It makes my job really difficult, you know.

[00:26:36]No sooner had I finished speaking than Gu Mingshu abruptly stood up. In a few strides, she reached the sofa and grabbed me by the collar of my pajamas.

[00:26:45]Before I could react, she had pinned me down onto the sofa. That face, usually as cold as frost and seemingly untouchable, was now less than 10 cm away from mine. I could even feel her slightly ragged breathing and catch the faint scent of her body wash. She stared intently into my eyes, her gaze swirling with an emotion I couldn't quite decipher. Jang Chun, she gritted out. I have to be with him every single day for the sake of the company project. And all you can think about is your 98 million.

[00:27:17]Aren't you even a little bit jealous? It finally clicked. I hadn't done a good enough job. I should have been acting jealous. Being incredibly jealous was the way to go. The realization hit me.

[00:27:29]She was blaming me for my poor performance. As a top tier contract husband who gets paid to deliver, my professional integrity would never allow a client to doubt the quality of my service. I immediately turned the tables. I wrapped my arm around her slender waist and in one swift motion flipped her over and pinned her beneath me. Jealous? Of course I'm jealous. I looked into her eyes, my voice sounding as bitter and as deeply affectionate as humanly possible. I'm incredibly jealous. You spend every day with that guy named Shiao. It makes me so bitter I could die. I'm dying to just kick him all the way back overseas. Goo Ming Shu stared at me intently for a few seconds.

[00:28:10]A strange light flickered within her cold eyes. I wasn't sure if she had actually fallen for my performance or if she was simply using it as an excuse to vent. Regardless, she clearly had no intention of letting me off the hook.

[00:28:23]That night, a scene of absolute madness unfolded in the master bedroom. By the time I got up the next morning, I felt like my entire body was falling apart.

[00:28:33]Every muscle was sore, especially my lower back. Gripping the banister for support, I hobbled down the stairs one agonizing step at a time. At the dining table, my parents-in-law were giving me rather meaningful looks, wearing those knowing smiles that only people who had been there could muster. My sister-in-law, Guing Tong, was beside them trying to stifle a laugh, her shoulders shaking with the effort. The housekeeper, Nanny Jang, walked out of the kitchen with a beaming smile. She set two steaming, rich colored stew pots directly in front of me. Shiao Chun, dear, drink up while it's hot. This is velvet antler and goji black chicken soup and another pot of turtle soup.

[00:29:14]They're specifically meant to build up your strength. I stared at the two pots of ultra potent tonic soup, my lip twitching, wanting to cry but finding no tears. Asterisk sigh asterisk this money really is hard to earn. Mental trauma on top of physical torture. These capitalists are ruthless. I knew that 10 million wasn't going to be easy money.

[00:29:36]After that day, Gumingshu rarely came home. As for me, I relied entirely on her childhood sweetheart for a live broadcast just to keep up with my boss's movements. That guy, Shiao Tingshin, was certainly having a field day with his WeChat messages. Sometimes it was a photo from a high-end gala with a caption accompanying Ming Shu to a social event tonight. Someone of your class couldn't even touch the doorstep of a gala like this. She's probably never taken you out in public, has she?

[00:30:06]It would be a bit embarrassing. After all, I was speechless. Honestly, who actually likes working overtime? Isn't it better to have less to deal with?

[00:30:14]Other times, it was a candid shot from an airport VIP lounge. We're heading to Europe for a business trip. Ming Shu is so tired she fell asleep. Know your place and don't call to disturb her. I looked at those provocative, condescending WeChat messages and texts with complete indifference. In fact, I found them rather amusing. I never replied to him. Even though it was Guing Shu who told me to accept his friend request, the boss hadn't given me any further instructions. Besides, I didn't know what to say anyway. I just treated him as a free little assistant reporting on someone's itinerary. You send your messages, I'll live my life. You work yourself to the bone every day following Gu Mingshu around for business and investments, even going through the trouble of finding the right angles to take candid photos for WeChat. And me, I'm still living my cozy little life. In the mornings, I accompany my father-in-law to the reservoir to fish and exchange tips on chumming the water while listening to the old man gossip about the business world. In the afternoons, I'm in the backyard sun room with my mother-in-law, discussing recipes and experimenting with new flavors for meat sauce. Occasionally, when my sister-in-law, Guing Tong, gets out of class early, I tease her and snack on her imported treats. No clocking in. No walking on eggshells around a boss. Who on earth actually gets to live a life like this? Oh, it's me. Never mind then. The overseas merger project was a massive success and the Goo group threw a grand victory banquet.

[00:31:46]As the son-in-law of the Goo family, I naturally had to attend. To be honest, I rarely go to these kinds of occasions. I went a few times right after we got married, but gradually stopped. Perhaps even Gu Mingshu felt I wasn't quite presentable enough for high society.

[00:32:02]Well, what can you do? The heritage and elegance of a wealthy family aren't things you can master in just a few months, especially not for a poor boy from a humble background like me. I truly can't compare to those who have been nurtured in this environment since childhood. Take my sister-in-law Guing Tong for example. She started learning English, piano, and etiquette when she was only a few years old. At that age, I was still back in the village chasing chickens on a beat up bicycle. However, since today is a major occasion with the whole family in attendance, I as Gumingshu<unk>s husband in name naturally cannot afford to drop the ball. Over the past four years, I have after all undergone a round of rigorous high society etiquette training.

[00:32:47]Furthermore, the contract explicitly stipulates that I must maintain my physique because President Gu likes lean muscles. I've spent plenty of time sweating it out in the gym. Today, I changed into a handmade ho coutur suit that Gumingshu specifically had sent over. With broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs, I didn't look out of place at all standing there. In fact, walking alongside my parents-in-law, I even had a bit of the air of a wealthy noble scion. The banquet hall was a scene of glitz and glamour filled with the clinking of glasses. As the absolute star of the evening, Guingshu was naturally surrounded by a crowd of business tycoons and the media. I was happy to be idol, holding a plate and hiding at the buffet table in the corner, eating with relish. But some people just had to pick a fight. Shiao Tingshin held a glass of champagne and walked straight toward me like a proud rooster that had just won a fight. As one of the great contributors to this project, he was basking in the limelight tonight. He looked me up and down, his gaze lingering for a second on my hot coutur suit. His tone carried an unmistakable hint of mockery. Jang Chun wearing those clothes must feel pretty uncomfortable, right? He swirled the champagne in his glass, looking down at me condescendingly. Can you even distinguish the vintage origin and decanting time of the wines here? Don't go gulping down a Roman econ.

[00:34:16]That would be a criminal waste of a fine thing. I swallowed the tender ham in my mouth, picked up a nearby napkin, and wiped the corners of my mouth with calm elegance. I looked at him, and instead of getting angry, I gave a very gentle smile. Young Master Shia must be joking.

[00:34:33]Whether the clothes are comfortable or not isn't for me to decide. As long as my wife thinks I look good, that's enough. As for this wine, I really can't tell the vintage or the origin. I casually picked up a glass of red wine from the side and gave him a slight toast. But it doesn't matter. After all, my wife is footing the bill for this entire banquet. I only care about drinking to my heart's content. Watching his expression gradually stiffen, my tone became even more sincere. On the other hand, young Master Shiao, you've been running back and forth across Europe with Mingshu lately, pulling all-nighters and working overtime. It must have been truly exhausting. Come, let me propose a toast to you. Think of it as me rewarding an outstanding employee on my wife's behalf. The sneer at the corner of Shiaoing<unk>s mouth froze instantly. His exquisitly madeup face turned a visible shade of green like a watermelon rind. I felt a secret surge of satisfaction. This round of jealousy and counterprovocation was quite spot-on. Wouldn't you say? This should finally be enough to ignite young master's fury. Go on, lose your temper.

[00:35:42]Make a huge scene. That way, I can find an excuse to get laid off early, retire, and collect my final payment. Sure enough, Shiao Tingshin really lost his cool. He couldn't even maintain a facade of decency anymore, and began to mock me with biting sarcasm. His words became increasingly foul. Things like, "Useless trash, a loser living off a woman, and you aren't even worthy of carrying her shoes." Listening to these vicious lines, I wasn't angry at all. Instead, I felt this scene was being performed brilliantly. The atmosphere has been built up to this point. Isn't it time for the big boss to make her entrance?

[00:36:21]Will she take this opportunity to kick me to the curb? Or will she go with the flow, give me a payout, and tell me to get lost to make room for her white moonlight? I stood there silently, offering no response. I waited with baited breath for Guing Shu to come over and play her part. However, after waiting for a good while, Guingu was actually standing not far away, holding her wine glass and watching us quietly without moving an inch. It left me completely bewildered. What happened, President Guu? The script had reached its climax. Why did you stop acting? In the end, it was my father-in-law who couldn't stand it anymore. Carrying his wine glass, he walked over and smoothed things over with a natural air of authority. It seems you two have had a bit too much to drink tonight. Then he waved his hand and summoned two security guards. They half invited and half dragged the fuming shouting out of the banquet hall. The commotion was settled just like that. My father-in-law called me out to the open air balcony. As the early summer night breeze blew past, he looked at me and gave a long heavy sigh.

[00:37:26]Shiaoan, you're a good lad in every respect, but you're just too good-tempered. When someone is bullying you like that and saying such nasty things, why did you just stand there like a deer in headlights? Where's that cleverness you usually have? Standing beside him, I was the literal definition of having a grievance, but being unable to speak out. After all, this contract marriage was a strict secret, and breaching it meant paying a heavy penalty. I couldn't exactly tell him.

[00:37:54]Dad, I was just following the script and waiting for my cues. It was your daughter who didn't play along. I could only scratch my head awkwardly, putting on a simple and honest front. Dad, today is Mingshu<unk>s celebration banquet after all. I was afraid that making a scene would embarrass her. My father-in-law gave me a long searching look. Finally, he patted my shoulder with a hint of helplessness. Without saying another word, he turned and went back to the banquet hall. The moment he left, the glass door to the balcony was pushed open. Gum Ming Shu walked in carrying the faint scent of red wine.

[00:38:31]She looked at me, her gaze unreadable in the night. Looking at my big boss, I hurried over to conduct a cautious work debrief. President Guu, what happened just now? Was my jealous act too over the top? Did I ruin it? Guingshu didn't answer right away. She walked to the edge of the balcony as the night wind caught her long hair, her eyes appearing exceptionally deep in the darkness. It was a long while before she finally turned her head to stare intently at me.

[00:38:59]Xang Chun, it's been 4 years. Her voice was slightly raspy, carrying a weariness I had never heard from her before. Do you really only treat these four years as an act? I was a bit baffled by the question. Wasn't that obvious? Of course, I replied, nodding as if it were a matter of course. This was signed in black and white in a contract. President Guu, my KPIs over the last four years haven't been too bad, right? I've kept your elders perfectly happy. I certainly haven't embarrassed you. Goo Mingu<unk>s gaze darkened. She took a step forward, closing the distance between us. Did you not have even the slightest bit of feelings for me? I froze. Wait. Boss, you're getting a bit too into character.

[00:39:44]Asterisk. I quickly took half a step back and waved my hands, my tone extremely sincere. President Guu, aren't you saying this to the wrong person? I pointed toward the banquet hall. The one inside is your real target. Aren't I just a stand-in? I'm paid to do a job.

[00:40:00]How could I dare have such presumptuous thoughts? I still have my professional ethics. Goo Ming Shu stared fixedly into my eyes as if trying to find a single trace of a lie on my face.

[00:40:13]Unfortunately, she found nothing because everything I said was the truth. as a paid substitute. How could I dare lose my heart to a high and mighty benefactor? That would just be asking for trouble. Gooing Shu looked at me for a long time, so long that I actually thought she was going to dock my pay.

[00:40:30]Then she suddenly seemed to reach a decision. She pulled a black card out of her handbag and held it out to me. From now on, our contract is over. Her voice returned to its usual coldness, as if the woman with a hint of vulnerability in her eyes just a moment ago had been nothing more than an illusion. I was a bit bewildered. Is it over just like that? So suddenly, before I could even process it, my phone chimed. Gooing Shu had already sent an electronic document to my WeChat. Marriage contract termination agreement. At the bottom, she had already signed her name and even affixed her electronic seal. In other words, my job was truly over. I had really been laid off ahead of schedule, clutching the black card containing the 10 million yuan final payment. I stared at the night sky beyond the balcony, my heart a swirl of mixed emotions. To be honest, after living in this house for 4 years, leaving so abruptly did feel a bit bittersweet. I would miss those afternoons spent fishing with my father-in-law. I would miss the homely warmth of simmering sauces in the kitchen with my mother-in-law. And I would miss my quirky sister-in-law who used to fight me for snacks all day long. But in the end, what is fake is fake. One shouldn't long for things that aren't theirs. My greatest strength in this life is my self-awareness. I never crave warmth that doesn't belong to me.

[00:41:53]All right, President Goo, it was a pleasure working with you. I tucked the black card away and flashed her a perfectly practiced professional smile.

[00:42:01]I wish you and young master Shiao a long and happy marriage. May you be blessed with a child soon. Without waiting to see Gu Mingshu<unk>s face turn instantly pale, I turned and left the balcony.

[00:42:13]Back in the villa, I briskly packed my old belongings. I didn't take any of the designer watches or bespoke suits Gumingshu had bought for me. Those probably shouldn't be counted as my personal assets. When I reached the front gate, I took one last look back at the mansion where I had lived for 4 years. Goodbye. My life as a wealthy family's live-in son-in-law. Starting today, I'm retired. Jang Chun had only just left. In the grand living room of the Gu family villa, a serious family trial commenced immediately after.

[00:42:46]Guingshu stood in the center of the room with her head bowed, looking like a child who had done something wrong. On the sofa sat Guutting Yuan, Shunling Llingi, and Guing Tong, who had just finished eavesdropping from the second floor landing. all positioned like a panel of judges. Actually, mom noticed it a long time ago. Shunling sighed softly and picked up her teacup, her eyes reflecting a mix of heartache and helplessness. Shiao Chun is a good child, although he always acted very warmly at home, helping me cook, accompanying your father, fishing, and being thoughtful in every way. The way he looked at us always seemed to have a barrier between us. He was too sensible, too mindful of his boundaries. It was as if he didn't feel he belonged here and was ready to pull away at any moment.

[00:43:33]Guinguan frowned, looking at his eldest daughter with disappointment. You are so shrewd and decisive in business negotiations. Yet, when it comes to matters of the heart, why did you use such a foolish method using a black and white contract to buy a marriage? How could you expect him to take it seriously? How could he ever dare to open his heart to you? Gooming Shu<unk>s usual persona as an icy, unreachable flower had completely crumbled. Her hands were clasped tightly together as she stammered, showing a rare moment of panic and unease. I I was just desperate. She bit her lower lip and finally revealed the secret she had kept hidden for 4 years. Actually, I saw him as early as 4 years ago when I went to the university town to handle some group business. Back then, Jang Chun was participating in a road show for a university innovation and entrepreneurship project. He was wearing an ill-fitting cheap suit, standing on stage facing those harsh investors. Far from showing any stage fright, he spoke eloquently and handled all the difficult questions with calm humor. The light in his eyes, tempered by life's hardships, yet still vibrant, warm, and bright, instantly struck a chord in Gumingshu<unk>s heart. love at first sight. It was just that she was too used to using money and contracts to mitigate risks, and she was too afraid of being rejected. That was why she used the clumsiest and most hurtful way to get close to him. Gutting Yuan<unk>s brow furrowed even deeper. So, that whole substitute thing Shing Tong guessed was completely wrong. Then, what was the deal with Shiao Tingshin? You've been spending every day with him lately. How could Shiao Chan not misunderstand? At the mention of Shiaoing<unk>s name, a look of undisguised disgust crossed Gumingshu<unk>s face. Dad him, Guming Shu gave a cold snort. "If it weren't for the cooperation on this European merger, and if I weren't trying to make some extra money to save up as pocket money for Jong Chun, do you think I could stand him loitering in front of me everyday listening to his brainless dril?" People only use terms like childhood sweethearts for those who actually like each other. He and I are just people who happen to grow up nearby at most. We aren't even friends. Hiding in the corner of the sofa, Guing Tong poked her head out mischievously upon hearing this. Sis, since you just gave the final 10 million yuan payment to brother-in-law and signed the papers, does that mean you're officially divorced now? Guingu felt a bit irritable, but she nodded nonetheless.

[00:46:07]Yes, I've terminated the contract. The moment the words left her mouth, Guing Tong sprang up from the sofa, she rubbed her hands together excitedly and turned to bolt upstairs. Haha, fantastic. I'm going to pack my bags and go after him.

[00:46:23]Gooing Shu<unk>s face darkened instantly, and she snapped. Guing Tong, don't you dare. I saw long ago that you were being far too clingy with your brother-in-law. Get back here. Guing Tong stopped at the landing of the stairs. She looked back, made a face at her sister, and retorted with perfect confidence. Correction: He's my ex-roin-law.

[00:46:44]He's only 3 years older than me, and neither of us is married. We're both single now. It's a fair game. Why shouldn't I be allowed to pursue him?

[00:46:53]With the 10 million yuan settlement in hand, I returned to my hometown. In a top tier city where every inch of land is worth its weight in gold, this money might not buy a mansion. But in an obscure little town like mine, I can practically live like royalty. I bought a four-story standalone townhouse with a yard in full cash. I spent a fortune renovating the place. The first floor was the parlor and the second floor was the living quarters. I converted the third floor into a top tier gaming room and a private gym. The fourth floor became a quiet, spacious study and a home theater. Every day I slept until I woke up naturally, played games, and worked out. No more dealing with a boss's temper. No more fretting over wealthy family drama. This is what you call living. That afternoon, I was standing on the roof terrace. I was wondering if I should set up an outdoor barbecue grill or build a small garden.

[00:47:48]Suddenly, a commotion broke out downstairs. The roar of truck engines and the shouts of movers blended into a cacophony. I poked my head out to take a look. Good grief, which tycoon is moving in? What's with the massive spectacle?

[00:48:02]Curious, I wandered downstairs and pushed open the courtyard gate. The moment I stepped out, I froze. Standing next to a stretched Maybach, directing the workers as they moved furniture, was none other than my former mother-in-law, Shun Lingi. And standing on the other side, surveying the surroundings with his hands behind his back, was my former father-in-law, Guinguan. I rubbed my eyes, thinking I was hallucinating.

[00:48:28]Uncle Auntie, what are you doing here?

[00:48:31]Hearing my voice, the two of them turned around, their eyes instantly lighting up. My father-in-law walked over with a chuckle and patted me on the shoulder.

[00:48:40]Shiao Chan, what a coincidence. We felt the air here is good and suitable for retirement, so we bought all the buildings surrounding yours. I gasped.

[00:48:49]Bought all the surrounding buildings.

[00:48:51]Wait, why on earth would you do that in a god-forsaken place like this? My mother-in-law leaned in, acting as if it were the most natural thing in the world. However, I don't really like the decor in any of these buildings, so we're going to have to gut them and start over. Shiaoan, for the time being, could our family stay at your place for a while? I was completely stunned. I mean, the Goo family has so many luxury villas all over the country. Did you really have to squeeze into my newly renovated townhouse? Before I could even open my mouth to refuse, a bright and beautiful figure darted out of the car.

[00:49:27]Brother Chun, I'm here. Guing Tong, like a little cannonball, spread her arms and lunged toward me. Just as she was about to pull me into a full embrace, a fair, slender hand suddenly reached out from the side. It grabbed Guing Tong by the back of her collar and yanked her back forcefully. Gu Ming Shu, stepping in high heels and wearing an intimidating business suit, walked over with a cold expression. She pulled Guushing Tong behind her, her voice icy and filled with blatant possessiveness, hugging and clinging in broad daylight. What kind of behavior is this? Guing Tong glared back, refusing to yield. Why is it inappropriate? Your contract has been terminated. I'm pursuing him normally now. I stood there in the wind, my brain completely crashing. Wait, what exactly is the situation here? I looked at the whole family who had arrived with such fanfare, my face a mask of confusion. My father-in-law, Guinguan, looked at his two daughters staring each other down and sighed helplessly. He leaned toward my ear and lowered his voice, his tone carrying a hint of worldw weariness and indulgence. Shiao Chun, the situation is what it is. Both these girls are infatuated with you now. They're making a non-stop ruckus at home every single day. You have to pick one, don't you? My eyes widened. I was just about to say this wasn't right, but my father-in-law patted my shoulder and played his trump card. You don't need to pay a scent for the bride price. After the wedding, just spend some more time with us two old folks. Go fishing, cook some meals, and that'll be enough. As for the dowy, he smiled slightly, his gaze deep. Do you think shares in the goo group would be enough? My brain really couldn't process this anymore. Is this right?

[00:51:15]>> Everyone, that's all for today's story.

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